Fiancee Payments
A&B 95

Tristan obeyed the wishes of Bagas' father. He immediately drove his car. The dance still goes quickly and occasionally rubs her cheeks.

"Who's the teroooosss, who's wrong who told you to chase who. Why am I being told to chase that kid?!"

Tin. The sound of a car horn sounded. Dance looked at the car. Car glass down. Tristan was in that car.

"Come aboard! I'm anter home!" bentak Tristan to Dance.

Dance does not speak of Tristan. He was still walking quickly and upset. His mood is not bad. Tristan who felt ignored back provoked his emotions. He rather quickly drove his car to cut off the road from Tari. Dance is getting annoyed with Tristan's behavior.

"What does this guy want? My astonishment! Daritadi turned out only, now want anther back. What does it mean try?" Dance spoke to herself by turning around to avoid Tristan.

Tristan who just pulled the car over immediately got off. She saw that Dance was trying to avoid her. He quickly grabbed Dance's wrist and pulled her.

"Ri, Ri, uh Ri. Let me take you" Tristan said softly.

"No need! I can go home by myself. Take my hand off" Tari refused Tristan's invitation. Tristan immediately let go of his grasp. He's clumsy for clasping Dance's wrist.

"I could get angry again with Ardhi if he knew that you didn't come home with me" he said still persuading Tari.

"Currently, just out of fear? You better go"

"What do you want anyway?! Ha?! Jerked in softened ngeyel?! It was all wrong of me!" Tristan was already vexed by the attitude of Dance.

The dance is snapped back by Tristan's words.

"Listen to the honorable Bang Tristan! Anin was kidnapped not 100 percent my fault! I banned him from coming, but he refused. He's ngeyel! And you saw that, right?! Who is Anin?! Ha?! Huhuhuhu" Dari could not stand Tristan's attitude to vent her emotions. She came back crying. He crouched down and hid his face with his palm.

Tristan flinched with a Dance speech. The streets are a bit crowded. The people around them looked at Tristan with cynical gazes. There were even those who rebuked him.

"Mas, why was that boyfriend so cryy? Poor it! If you want to make a fuss, don't be on the road, be shy!" Says a mother who came home from shopping.

Tristan could only smile with the mother. Tristan no longer wants to be hit by scolding. She immediately lifted Dance's body into her car.

"Runnel! Down no?!" Dance is in the front seat. Tristan got into his car immediately. Dance covered her face with both her hands. Tristan is getting more and more wrong.

What does this girl want, ehhhh? Confused me, though! Dikasarin meweek, dibelutin ngeyel! Huh! Make it dizzy! This is what makes me want to date, complicated!

Tristan thrust a tissue but it was not responded by Tari. Her hand grabbed Dance's hand in doubt.

"Udah, don't crybaby dong! Eee, I mean don't cry anymore. On the lap with the tissue. I'm sorry to play with your mistakes. Will you apologize to me?"

Dance is still. Tristan drove his car. At least he's not crying anymore Tristan thought.

"Ke Jalan Gajah Mada. Gajah Ma*a Apartment"

"You live there? How can it be the same?"

Dance is still. Tristan feels ignored by Tari.

"I was in that apartment, too. I'm on the 5th floor"

"No!"

"Hahahah, finally talking too! You guys, girls why the hell? Dikasarin mewek softened sprawl!"

Dance did not respond to Tristan's words. Silence is created in that car. Until finally arrived at the apartment in question. They got out of the car and headed to their homes. Tristan is still following Dance's steps.

"Not to be taken!"

"Who would want to stop. That's my apartment!" Tristan pointed at the very corner.

Tari and Tristan headed to their apartments. They knew their rooms faced each other. Tristan is approaching Dance. They're facing each other.

"Once again, I'm sorry Ri, I'm not good at stringing words, but I'm sincerely sorry about you. And, I hope, you want to forgive me"

Tristan brought her lips closer to Dance's forehead and cup. One kiss landed on Dance's forehead. Dancing shock. And looked up at Tristan's face. Immediately Tristan clad and entered his room leaving Tari who was still sculpting because of his actions. Face Dance beaming.

"Astaghfirullah, aware of Ri, it's people who have multiple personalities. What does this mean, try?" Soon Dance entered her room.

Tristan who was in the room smacked his lips.

"Fucking lips. Dare to give kisses to the girl's forehead! You idiot! You idiot! Why is this paper so?!"

Tristan is headed for his bed. He stretched out his body and covered his face with a pillow.

.

.

.

Oooo, his lips are brash, play a kiss. 🤣. Author follow baper