THE MOTORCYCLE LEADER, MY GIRLFRIEND
18

Cyeril walked to the campus cafeteria and queued at one of the shops there. He bought a cola drink ordered by Dzoki and a milk box for himself as well as a few snacks light snack.

Anton sat down at one of the tables while waiting for a brewed coffee order.

He looked towards Cyeril who looked rather fat from behind.

Cyeril is done buying his needs. He walked to Anton's table, sipping his cold milk box. It was so fresh when the milk ran down his throat and into his stomach. It feels like his fetus immediately enjoyed the milk he drank.

Unknowingly Cyeril rubbed his stomach gently still flat. Spontaneity of pregnant women who are happy with their pregnancy is to gently rub her stomach with a circular motion.

Anton was not able to see the unusual activity.

"You're still a long time? I go first, right? This is Kak Dzoki's drink. It's okay to stay" said Cyeril.

"It's okay. Just relax. Ekhemm .. I want to ask you something?" ask Anton slowly, full of doubt.

"What?" ask Cyeril slowly. His gaze was soft and unsettled on Cyeril's irritated or angry face.

"Don't be angry? Promise?" said Anton slowly reassure so that the question can later be received well by Cyeril.

"Yes. I won't be angry. What'sthat?" asked Cyeril gently with curiosity.

The atmosphere in the cafeteria was so crowded. Many students and students eat there after one session without breakfast. Now it's like being busy ordering lots of food and drinks while telling stories or learning to quiz from a lecturer.

"You're married, Ril," asked Anton softly and stared at the ring that was coiled in Cyeril's fingers.

Cyeril's gaze was fixed on the two disappointed eyes. The answer is definitely Cyeril will nod. The ring symbol clearly told his status to many who understood it.

Anton was still hoping, if only that answer wasn't. And this ring is just a sweetener or the gift of his deceased mother as a memento.

Cyeril nodded his head slowly, "It's Nton."

That answer left Anton stuck. He did not expect his friend to hide his happiness without sharing it until now his heart continues to wait for Cyeril until ready to receive it.

Cyeril's soft voice usually makes Anton's chest rumble and shake but this time it was like a small needle piercing Anton's chest. Not only needles, thin thorns that torment his heart.

"It hurts!!" only that word could express his current feelings.

Cyeril flicked his hand at Anton who was still shocked and pensive until he was washed away in a daydream. He never thought it would be like this.

"Nlton!! Anton's? You okay? Why is your face so pale?" ask Cyeril gently.

Cyeril doesn't feel anything. From the beginning of their meeting and friendship. Cyeril has warned Anton not to get caught up in his own feelings.

"Ekhemc ... I'm fine" replied Anton slowly.

Anton immediately stood up and canceled his order and left behind Cyeril who had been waiting for him.

It can be felt, right? Anton's disappointment with Cyeril. As Anton waits, take care of Cyeril and love the girl until she is ready to accept him. Even now the news of marriage makes Anton's heart even more chaotic.

"Anton's?" cyeril shouted loudly as he walked down the stairs of the campus cafeteria chasing Anton.

Just now his body turned and ...

Bruk ...

Cyeril's body hit a sturdy and sturdy body in front of him. The aroma of his perfume he knew very well because he was no stranger.

The plastic package that Cyeril was carrying slipped out of his grasp and was thrown away from where they were standing.

Many people looked at both. Who doesn't know Dzoki? Student seemster six, handsome, dashing, tall, always clean and fragrant, head of motorcycle genk and cool.

All the eyes of the women did not blink while staring at Dzoki who was in the middle of the canteen.

"old? Why!" said Dzoki ketus with a soft voice right in front of Cyeril's face.

"Kak's queue" Cyeril answered immediately and defended himself.

"What's? An queue? Half an hour later, let's go to the cafeteria and say queue? I even saw you from the other end of it. No more queuing? Even talking to other guys? Is that? Hem's? Still want to give up? Martial arts? Or do you have another reason?" ask cynical Dzoki.

Cyeril shook his head slowly.

"Emang queue. I used to cut milk. It's an empty box of milk that I haven't thrown out yet" Cyeril replied honestly.

"Where's my order," asked Dzoki roughly.

Cyeril immediately looked for the plastic package that was thrown and picked it up. He gave Dzoki a can of cola.

"This is my brother" answered Cyeril quietly

Just receiving the soft drink can, Tasya came to Dzoki. Both are back. Usut had a mouthwash, Tasya seduced Dzoki back and invited him mid night at that time.

"Darling ..." call. Tasya slowly hugged Dzoki's body from behind until Tasya's hand coiled towards Dzoki's front belly.

Tasya's head poked from the sidelines under the armpits of Dzoki who was opening the tin containing the cola. He sipped slowly until half the can was gone.

"Hey ... From anywhere beautiful" said Dzoki lemubut staring at Tasya.

Tasya immediately stood spoiled in smaping Dzoki and then kissed the cheek of the lover.

A lover? Yeah, just think of it. Dzoki likes Tasya. Many people think their closeness is because they already have a relationship. They are a very compatible couple. The handsome and dashing Dzoki, the beautiful and sexy Tasya. Fits great.

Tasya looked at Cyeril who was in front of her.

"No human planets? Since when did he take your mgintilin, Ki?" tasya said slowly towards Dzoki.

"Take it, baby. He will work with me" said Dzoki slowly.

"Oh yes. Dzoki's assistant, huh?" tasya said cynically.

Tasya took a canned drink from Dzoki and directly spilled the drink right over Cyeril's head. Cold, soda smell makes Cyeril start to nausea. Cyeril is not amrah, he is not even jealous of Tasya and Dzoki who are spoiled each other.

"Games ... Don't Sya. Poor thing," bela Dzoki is spontaneous.

Tasya looked at Dzoki with a strange look.

"Since when? Have some pity? Especially the same uplift this ash? We are not equal," said Tasya nyinyir.

"Comm ... Not belain. Not pity. But still, it's not good to see one campus," said Dzoki reminded.

Soon Anton came and took Cyeril's hand quickly. Anton wants to bring Cyeril and clean the tubunnya of soft drinks that certainly make it sticky.

"Where are you going, Cyeril?" ask Dzoki to panic.

"You why the hell? Let it be with Anton. They both fit together, both cute. But ... Are you panicking? Actually you're the same as me, how the hell?" tanya Ketus towards Dzoki.