Bujang Hamlet
How Je Covered
I love you. You promised you would change yourself for me. So I still want to be with you. Now I'm back... I want to fix everything the same....!!!!" Picill continued to plead with Akbar, digging up old wounds that had died and closed tightly
Picill also glanced at Je while tightening his arms at Akbar, I don't know what this girl meant,
Is he heating up Je...???
Or was telling Je that they've been that cool...???
Akbar pushed Picill's body forcefully, releasing the girl's embrace which made her very uncomfortable
" You're balek again nga me after knowing I was successful...???"
" Aren't you struggling to fix everything, you're even this successful for wanting to prove it to me...!!!"
" Yahhh you are right...!!! one of the reasons I have to succeed is because I want to prove it to you...!!! I can be a successful and appreciated person.I want to make you regret...!!!"
" I'm sorry, Mr. Akbar.I've regretted everything.ayo we fixed everything..."
" I'm sorry.." Akbar looks raw.
" I'm just fierce for kaba regretted being fierce back aghi nga kaba.it was just a stupid act.... uncover lame wounds that dem painstakingly treat...!!!"
" Because you love me so much that it's as hard as it is to treat the wounds I made..."
" Ao.. because I'm too stupid.give my heart to a girl like kaba..."
" You look at the girl." pointed Akbar at Je who was sitting quietly in the car.
" Die is a special girl.willing to accept me what adanye. fight with me until I pacak like now... die who deserves to enjoy my efforts..."
Akbar lied, Je actually established a relationship with him after Akbar was appointed as branch manager, but to back corner Picill Akbar made the story
Je is a good girl, very nice even
it is appropriate that if Akbar praises her in front of this Picill-like girl, let this girl be self-conscious and ashamed
" He's just an impingement, right..!! he's just a wound healer because of your broken heart from me...!!!"
" Heehhhh confident nian kaba this.just treat the wounds of the heart because of kaba...but different from my future wife.he is polite, kind, sincere and certainly elegant...."
" One more.. I udem forgive kaba. but the deck forgets the humiliation of kaba nga me. forgive only for me to make peace with my reality...so tulong.. dek need aghi disturb me let alone discuss the matter of betrayal it only reveals lame bae.. deck important aghi...!!!" the warning from Akbar, sounded so cold and firm
" Do you have no pity for me who has fallen into such a mess... I was thrown away... I have been destroyed like this and you still want to take revenge on me...!!!"
Hiks hyks....
Whether the cry of what form Picill is, he who hurts but as if he is zolimized, true Queen drama this one woman
" Ngape anyway I have to revenge at all fierce deck I want revenge... so that kaba can be better..."
" Whatever you are experiencing at this time.accept it with a spacious chest... Like the airy heart kaba dumping others for selfishness kaba dewe..!!!! I'm happy with my life ma this.. so tulong do not disturb us.I'm comfortable deck..."
Hiks hyks....
Picill slumped sitting in the paving of the caffe parking lot, his cries breaking like he let out all his heart wounds and regrets
But Akbar did not pity at all,
I don't know...
Not just upset and hurt, but it seems like this is no longer important to discuss,
He already has each other's lives
Kayah also still reel ngulik old wounds
Je got out of the car, he didn't feel good standing idly in the middle of their debate, so it felt happy just above Picill's cry
" Sister.. try to speak kindly well.pity him to such frustration.." advice Je, whatever advice mocking him yes.
" The deck matters again." said Akbar cuek.
" But cry so much. if kejer how... later you guessed why he lohhh..."
" Mr wants to ride a car with us only. we overlap until the address where you live. don't deprok there. later dikokot tengu...."
Wahhh really this is Je ngeledek
" Ora need to fuck you c*k....!!!!" snail while wiping his tears
" Your cook koe wes won...!!!!"
" Widihhh the Javanese also to.. nih there is a new diaeleg in this story.. let alone enough Javanese who understand...." babble Je responds to Picill's curse
" Casual mbak relaxing.. lek nyatane saiki de'e wes gak gelem karo samean arep piye maneh... legowo donk....!!!! " sawh Je relax
" What are you guys talking about...??? this deck of mine...!!!!" akbar's protest was confused
" Hsssttt diemo first. tak bela this loohhh.." said Je.
Akbar so geleng geleng, I think if you see from Je's expression he looks calm and even challenged Picill, he said,
He was not jealous of Picill's attitude at all, or was this his reaction to jealousy...???
Akbar was confused because he did not understand what they were talking about
Waahhhh karmas nihh sir manager handsome, usually make people confused because the dialect is now replace hihiiiiii
" Ora ora ne I'm trimo.. de'e iki tekku... bakale mung I seng duweni...!!!" Picill again angrily argued with Je
" Koe ki is not masalalu ne ta... is it raa...??? kudune wes ikhlas no mbak. nek de'e saiki milih me.. I seng numpak luxury car he..ora nesu ngono.. ngisin ngisini wae crew.." sneer Je dressingan.
Picill woke up from the beak, staring at Je with a vengeful angry look
Je also returned it with a deadly sharp look
" Come brother Akbar we go back I want masakin umak spaghetti.." Je asked with a slanted smile mocking Picill.
" Said mbak your ex. he just needs time to move on from his regrets..."
" Are you Picill...??? dem la forget all the things that make you sad. I forgive kaba. dem la dek need to mourn aghi.." advice Akbar who believes in Je.
Picill frowned his teeth restraining his emotions, his hands clenched firmly
" Thank you for understanding.we are happy and understand each other... umak very good lohhh..sayang used to be this mbak not yet known yes.no papa later I salamin to umak.." added Je again.
" Senengo sak pol mu sekk. but ojo getun lek as if not weeping.." Picill replied furious.
" Crying so sak pol mu.. ben as suave as nek weruh I added happy tears you wes gentek dadi not cry mengueh.." reply Je with a smile mocking him.
Then immediately got into Akbar's car, waving his hands at the ridiculing Picill
Akbar soon follows Je into the car, and they leave Picil standing in the parking lot in anger, rage and chaos,
He regretted that he had wasted Akbar, which now in fact has been a success, more successful than the om om om whom he had chosen to leave Akbar, in fact, he instead of enjoying the old om om treasure instead he was hit by the old om's wife, in the crest, in slap and expelled her without being given a penny
He must be cast into a lunta full of misery
Akbar said this is Karma for him.
In Je's car chuckled as he shook his head remembering what he did to the former Akbar, he laughed at the woman's mess, though he was originally angry and upset because Picill kept asking Akbar back to him.
" So that's the same way Picill said anything...!!" asked Akbar who was confused by Je who was laughing himself
" Ohhh he's called Picill really funny." Je replied.
" her name is Prysillya..."
" Ooohhhhhh..great name anyway..dear his brain konslet.." sneered Je while grinning.
" ...???"
Connect~
Sometimes the jealousy of a foam woman is expressed with many attitudes
Some are angry, crying, talking, fasting, talking, snobbing or acting like Je
Trying to keep what belongs to him, and being tough and firm in front of the person who makes him jealous
Be relaxed yet corner your opponent
That's the attitude of the smart and the brave
What about you guys...????
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Oya this author love double up directly
Make a change of the afternoon that the deck pacak Up
because Busy nursed a fussy child and aleman hihiiiii
Happy Reading's....
