DYLAN
CHAPTER 31 ADVANCED
nod understanding. “I'm the hell yes.”
"'Gue also can't bear to be mentally pounded again by Dylan," said Yezkiel.
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HAPE OFF?”
Ara patted her forehead while her mouth was busy cursing the stupidity she was doing.
" God. Why so much,"
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" Kangen sama lo ? Pengin really consideredin same me," asked Ara with a saccharstical tone.
"
" How are things now," asked Ara Interestedly.
" Thank God he was better. I want to eat a lot, want to talk a lot, already Not as optimistic as you are,” Iqbal explained with a smile that could not be separated from his lips.
" It's so good "
" he is "
" from Zalika Ara also opened a Photo gallery on Iqbal Mobile.
Listening to one by one of the hundreds of photos together from familiar new photos, first date photos, disgrace photos of cute snobs, candid photos, and various other types of photos. In silence, lips
Ara carved a wretched smile. " Any HTS-an can be this romantic, No storm. Why is my relationship so badainya?
" What's in your brain must be that HTS-an can be this romantic, No storm. Why is my relationship so much the problem is ?’ is it?” guess Iqbal with his talent.
"
Ara frowned in surprise to read Zalika's reply "Buset, Cepet was very responsive,” grumbled Ara did not Believe But, a few seconds later Zalika again sent Iqbal a short message that seemed to evaporate his pleasure.
...Zalika's...
...Want bal to...
" Heh Kebo woke up this Zalika nerima lo so his Girlfriend made a seven-day thanksgiving seven nights gih," Ara shook the body of Iqbal who was asleep while hugging the usual roll Ara hugged.
" Hmm ..." Iqbal muttered involuntarily.
" Woy Lo has not HTS-an again,” screams Ara right in Iqbal's ear, making the Youth immediately jumped in shock.
" Oh Make a shock anyway, lo,” umpat Iqbal sebal.
" You're not HTS-an anymore, Bal,” repeated Ara with the rest of the patience he had while yelling Iqbal's head furious.
" Hmmm .... Udah, do not disturb me drowsiness,” grumbled Iqbal while pushing Ara's body away.
" this is my bed, this is my room. You go,” dumel Ara does not accept.
" Husssttt ...” Iqbal kicked Ara out of the bed, ignoring the dumelan coming out of Ara's lips
" Aish Brash cousin,” Ara Pun came down from Ara rubbed his eyes, blinked a few times and yawned widely while wriggling to stretch his body
" APAAN WOY "reply Ara with a shout that is no less loud
" Less damn what I got screaming this early," Inner Ara
" LO WHERE, KAMPRET" cried Iqbal.
" GUEST ROOM,” Ara again pulled the blanket to the chest, Slowly his eyes began to close again
" WOY KEBO'S! AWAKE "Iqbal opened the guest room door that Ara occupied roughly, approaching Ara who was wrapped in a thick blanket.
" Wake up "Iqbal uncovers the thick blanket Ara uses and then shakes Ara's arm in a hasty motion.
" Wake up first,” exclaimed Iqbal while pulling both hands of Ara to want to sit down.
" Hmm ...,” muttered Ara while trying to sit down and not fall back on the mattress.
" Lo Why chat with Zalika ? Wear the shoot again," Iqbal plucked his hair in frustration while taking his place right on the edge of the mattress
" If you wait for lo who shot, until our ancestors wake up again there will be no dating status between lo and Zalika,” said Ara relaxed while scratching her head that does not itch.
" But .... "
" Had not need to be hypocritical so I know lo seneng,” said Ara while touching Iqbal's forehead to redden.
" Okay "Iqbal pouted while rubbing his forehead.
" But .... "
" Cousin Don't know thank you,” rutuk Ara with a sour face.
" Geez, Ara. lya deh, yes, thank you, yes," said Iqbal while pulling Ara into his Hugs. “ is thanks to you. Again thanks. You are indeed my best cousin,” whispered Iqbal who could not help his smile.
Ara who was originally upset immediately welcomed Iqbal's embrace warmly.
" Lo is also the best cousin, although now we are not as often as before. We are busy with each other doi,” reply Ara
" Eh, breakfast yuk,” take Iqbal.
" Lo who made ya "
" Not ah cook me up. Lo dong once in a while, you're the girl whose job is to cook.”
Ara snorted lazily, then nodded resignedly. "yes, I am the masakin. But fried rice doang you know,"
" kitchen,” Iqbal Commandments.
" I haven't had a shower "
" No need to take a shower, No worries,” Protests Iqbal.
“But make it for me.”
“Ah, yes, yes Buruan I wait below, yes,” Iqbal went outside the room to go to the dining room leaving Ara who started walking to enter her room which was controlled by Iqbal last night.
" By the way, how are you," asked Ara who did not eat.
" It's good. Mother often went to me why you rarely play at home again. Yes I just said that you are busy with the same task,” replied Iqbal while stirring fried rice in front of him.
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" How about Dylan ? How often I see you upload photos of the new boy named Yakizel,"
" Now, yes it is,” Iqbal exclaimed furiously.
" He Who is Insensitive or lo who is hard-hearted,” Skakmat.
Ara rubbed her nape awkwardly The word Iqbal Pas hit in Ara's heart made Ara feel awkward
" In part he is the wrong one,” said Ara while poking at her lower lip.
" You're both wrong. Nothing is true,” Iqbal said as he bribed the last spoonful of fried rice made by Ara
" Belain me dong, Bal,” whining Ara
" No. Ngapain "Iqbal then downed the White water available in a glass right in front of him
Ara put on a pouting face with k
" Why "ask Iqbal while pulling Ara's hair
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