Karma From The Actor
1.13

CHAPTER 13

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Dion twisted his body and then stepped leaving Mira who was still sitting staring without speaking.

Mira looked at Dion's back who had moved away. Mira saw, Dion had stopped at the Cashier's table. Mira quickly stood up, not wanting to be indebted to Dion if Dion paid his order.

Mira with quick steps, headed towards the cashier table. There was still Dion standing beside him.

"How much Mba?" Ask Mira.

Mba looked at Mira, "already paid with Mas'nya, Mba." Answer Mba Cashier.

"ah! No—no. Just give me the money back. Total got me Mba," Mira took out her wallet.

The cashier stared at Dion, then looked at Mira. "good. Mba, total—,"

"No need to return Mba. If this Mba wants to pay it's up to." Said Dion who immediately went up.

Seeing this, Mira became a club. Mira is after Dion. Mira pulls Dion's arm firmly, making Dion twist her body. Then he looked towards Mira.

"Whatchu mean? I don't want to owe you any more. Here take!" Mira said as she handed Dion a piece of Red money.

Dion looked at the money with a smile. "I don't accept. Let's just say it's my last deal" Dion said, pushing Mira's hand to the money.

"But ak—,"

"St! Already Yes. I'll go first, take care of yourself." Dion put his curry on Mira's lips. Then stroked Mira's head and twisted her body then stepped.

Dion's treatment makes Mira's heart cut. How not, Dion's attitude is so sweet. Mira could only stand glued to see the back of the man who was walking on the shoulder of the road with chest pain.

'why didn't he hold the taxi? Was he purposely for me to hold him?' inner Mira when she saw Dion with her 2nd hand she slid in her pants pocket then casually covered the shoulder of the road.

Mira's headed towards her motorcycle. Mira sat on the motorcycle seat, while staring at Dion who was still walking from a distance.

"Haharrhg! Shit, why can that person make me feel sorry," muttered Mira who then stopped the motorcycle.

Mira chases after Dion on a motorcycle. "Where are you really going? Let me take you!" Mira said when the speed of her motorcycle was adjusted to Dion's footsteps.

Dion stopped his steps, then looked at Mira who also stopped the motorcycle he was riding.

"My guess is right yeah, you still care." Dion.

Mira becomes clumsy, "don't Ge'er. I care because of humanity." said Mira.

"Oh!" Dion answered with a smile.

"What does that smile mean?" Ask Mira.

"There's nothing, you're back. It's night," said Dion.

"Hm... I asked where are you going? Let me take you." Mira said pressing.

A tit! A tit!

"Woi Mba! Talk not on the street! You think this is the path of your ancestors?" Shouted another rider to Mira.

Mira turned her head, "oh yes Mas, sorry," said Mira who then pushed her motorcycle to the shoulder of the road with a bent face.

"Damn it, only this time I was snapped!" Guman Mira.

Dion, who saw Mira's face along with Mira's appearance, made Dion laugh while covering his mouth with a palm.

Mira glanced at Dion who seemed to be laughing at him.

Plaque!

"By your way! I got to reprimand the other riders. Satisfied you!" Screeched Mira with a hand slapping Dion's shoulder.

Dion tried to be calm, then looked at the Araj Mira. "You're the one chasing me. Why are you blaming me?" Dion.

"You're wrong! Ought to. You take an ojek or taxi. Let me not pursue you," said Mira nyolot.

"It's up!" Said Mira who then stepped towards her motorcycle.

"Wait!" Said Dion holding Mira's hand.

Mira's footsteps stopped, she twisted her body. Then looked at Dion's hand holding his wrist, 'why is my heart still pounding? Why Dion, you are present in this moment, Mira's inner self.

"Can I ask for help?" Dion.

Mira looked at the face of the man she still loved, "ask for help what?" Ask Mira.

"Please take care of my heart that I have entrusted to you" said Dion softly. However, it can make Mira cheeks become blush.

Hearing Dion's words, Mira quickly brushed aside Dion's hand. "Love isn't as joking as Dion!" Pekik Mira who went straight to his motorcycle.

Mira rode the motorcycle seat, then stopped the motorcycle that Mira had ridden. But there is something strange. Mira looked back, making Mira's face suddenly retreated backwards giving Distance.

"Why did you ride?" Ask Mira.

"Follow!" Answer Dion.

"Where are you going? " Tanya Mira's.

"Where did you go "

"Ga down?" Tell Mira.

"No!" Dion shook his head.

Mira shook her motor body firmly. "Down! I'm going home!" Mira said annoyedly.

"I'm coming!" Dion's Sahut.

"You crazy? My hostel doesn't accept Guys,"

"I'll wear a negligee for nyamar!" Dion's Sahut.

"Yeah!" Mira pulls the heavy breath.

"Where are you going Dion! I'll take you to the inn or to the hotel." Mira.

"Can! But you're friends, yeah,"

Mira looked back with a furious look, "you think, I'm open BO?" Peeking Mira.

"Hehehe. Pardon me! Yes, take me to the star hill" said Dion.

Mira bowed with several times she threw out a breath that felt heavy. If only Dion hadn't been the widower and their relationship was the way it used to be. Mira will certainly be very happy if you go to the star hill, although Mira is very tired because of the activities of the day Mira will certainly be excited if she has to accompany her lover. Namjn is different now.

"Yes already! I'll take you, " replied Mira.

Mira then stater his motorbike, then look back as dark as he pulled Gas. "Can you give me a motorcycle?" Ask Mira.

"Ah no! You alone, I don't know the Route in this city yet" replied Dion.

"Hmmm... All right," said Mira who then pulled the gas motor and drove.

On the way, they were silent. Moreover, Mira who felt uncomfortable when he hugged Dion. For some reason, Mira's jatung debaran always trance along the way. Moreover, the journey that will be taken by Mira Lumaya Far.

'huh! What kind of feeling is this? Heart murmur why is it this big? Even though when we went to Warkop, this Debaran did not protest. Why is this now?' mira was confused by the feeling she felt.

"Mira!" Call Dion.

Mira tekajut, fortunately Mira did not pull the gas strongly. When Dion called out his name, with Dion's lips very close to the nape of his neck .

"C. . . What's up?" Ask Mira awkwardly.

"Why keep quiet?" Ask Dion.

"I don't hear your voice, later if you talk" Mira said. I don't want to talk because I'm riding a motorcycle.