KAFKAS
I'M THE GIRL YOU LIKE DONG.!

•^_Happy Reading•

"Come!!" take Kafka to Alta.

"Open up, come on, come on." replied Alta.

"Yes, let's go back, it's been a little bit raining. Do you want to go back? Long nyolotin also yes lo." Kafka sprain.

"Casual, don't insist on just what sir!! It's still a little bit of a drizzle, too."

Kafka clucked at Alta's babbling while taking off the black leather jacket he wore. "Come on, let's go back to the rain, Alta. So people don't let loose." Omel Kafka again makes Alta so delicately not like.

"It turns out that you're a lo."

That guy doesn't care what Alta said just now. He even stretched out a jacket that made Alta's heart beat to be unbecause he thought he would be invited together. But in fact the guy just covers himself and does not care about Alta.

"Gue not invited, kaf?? Still drizzle this lo." Makes Alta exclaim.

Kafka glanced, "Who are you?" kafka asked, not relaxing. "Rain water is afraid."

"Njjiiiiiiiirr!! Tuh mouth if you like not thought, fortunately rain water different story if it rains rocks. It could bump my head" said the girl spicy.

Alta stood up, taking a step first to leave Kafka. But the girl was surprised when Kafka's body docked to her. Stretch out the jacket over the heads of the two of them.

"OH, WHAT'S LO?" yelled Alta tight. "I'm just so wet" Alta said.

"Wet little, it's been a spit don't have to bring deh lo. Don't be so snuggling." Kafka said and started walking. I don't want Alta to follow him.

The two of them also walked towards the black sports bike belonging to the kafka with the umbrella of a jacket owned by the handsome young man.

In front of the bike, Kafka put the black leather jacket on Alta's shoulders.

"Wear it, let it not get cold." Looking at Alta's face.

Alta was a little jolted looking at Kafka's face up close. The young man's face was more handsome when he was seen so very close like this, plus his wet hair made Alta fester instantly.

"So sweet really lo, kaf. So the more uwaw me."

"Don't you see I'm rich, you even like me how? Keep baper?"

"Good."

"What's so good?"

"So I don't bother to ignore my feelings and say the same thing" said Alta casually.

"Temenin I eat first." take Kafka when they are both on the bike.

"Well, I want to go home, not eat food."

"Gue can't accept rejection."

"Lo fall maksa I dong? But it's okay, I'm also a laper" he said, chuckling amusedly himself. "When else try I can be invited lo and in this boncengin, means I'm a girl you like dong kaf?"

Kafka could only shake his head and say "Don't go to the pedean lo, it doesn't mean I'm boncengin continue I immediately like."

"Well, you said, if the first person you bonceng it is a special person you like. I mean I'm that guy, right?"

"So, there's no dictionary for you. So it doesn't happen."

"What the hell, kaf? Am I a girl too?"

"Yes, you chick. But girls do happen." Kafka said with a broken laugh.

"Well, heartbreak dong I kaf? Just liked two days, has been rejected raw the same lo."

Kafka immediately smiled, "Handle." asked Kafka before he put his bike on the road.

"Udah." Alta patted Kafka on the shoulder.

Kafka looked, "Where are your hands?"

"What's it doing?" Alta showed me her left hand.

Kafka grabbed Alta's hand. "Which one?" Alta immediately gave her right hand. Kafka again grabbed Alta's right hand and immediately placed Alta's hands on her waist. "This is called a handle." said Kafka.

The girl chuckled softly. "This is the name of lo modus."

"Where's mode?" ask Kafka.

"It's called a hug, not a handle." protested Alta.

"Didih, you could be that mah." cried Kafka teasing Alta.

"What the hell lo." Alta could not bear to not punch the handsome young man in front of her. Makes Kafka laugh while pushing his bike forward.

"Basic lo Weird."