My love is Talks Thugs Market Sholeh 2 (Extended)
DEA-RIFAL: INTERESTED

The squeaking sound of an iron fence opening revealed a middle-aged woman with gray hair whom she had one dip. The woman looked at Rifal researching.

"Search for Dea?" judging from the appearance of the High School uniform has been confirmed that there is a schoolmate of the employer's child. Rifal nodded, "yes ma'am."

"Oh there, neng Dea again lying on the sofa. Go in first a, take a motorbike to the dalem.." judging from the fruit parcel brought by Rifal, sudsh certainly he intends to visit the master's son.

"Let's be there bi, afraid not for long." Rifal replied, he was just in case, because it was definitely the boss aunt's son who would throw me out, Rifal chuckled to himself with his thoughts.

"Miss! There's tea!"

Dea who was watching while hugging her minion doll turned her head with furrowed brows, friend? The only friends he had were Ingrid, Willy, Gibran and of course Nara. The rest is just getting to know. The girl who took off the lenses and put on the glasses in the house moved, "who's bi? Usually, if the theme complex likes to directly nyelonong?" ask her.

"Ngga tau neng, wear a high school uniform, use a big motor.Cowok new neng Dea brooding," teased aunt.

"Turkey? Where there is.." as he recalled the last time the relationship ran aground recently, not run aground but the man only gave false hope, let alone their school apart.

Dea immediately stormed the front room, so curious that he forgot his glasses were still perched on his nose after reading his beloved novel.

The girl flicked a step that suddenly froze, "gue denger you sick,"

The appearance of the girl who was so different from the usual Rifal saw today, until he had to research several times, was that the Deanada he knew? But it turns out that cute and adorable girl with her glasses is Deanada Kharisma, she is so!

"Lo.." Rifal cleared his throat in order to expel his discomfort and speechlessness. Dea breathed out his heavy breath, already knew. Maybe he will again experience bullying that once made him traumatized first, to make him now even have a bully soul.

"Yes, this is who I really am, you now know everything! I don't care, it's up to you want revenge bales with the same story of one school boy if Deanada Kharisma who always appears like a hedon child drama Korean bully, jutek, jutek, haughty and all those macems turned out to be mute, sick! Let them bully me at will, rich already!" obviously Dea looked at Rifal nanar, but there was no look for pity from the girl who had lips as sweet as honey.

Rifal put a fruit parcel on the front desk, "is it always that narrow your mind as new people?" ask Rifal.

"With everyone coming to bully you, do I look like a rich man who wants revenge?"

Dea looked down at his place not daring to see Rifal.

This young man approached, "gue wanted to see you, no bad intentions at all. But since you gave me an idea, what if I did?" he again grinned, making Dea unable to not look at him.

"Lo saw how I was, right? You better leave now before Gibran turns back..." Dea pointed to his house where it was Gibran's house.

"Why? I'm not afraid, are you not afraid?"

"Fear what? Distanced? Bullied out? Suspected traitor for receiving guests from MIPA 3?" ask Rifal to smear.

Dea was silent not answering, maybe all of Rifal's questions were true.

"Gue got curious as to who you really were, De. Because I'm sure, you're not lo..."

Their conversation had to stop because of the greeting of mama Dea .

"De, how is there a friend even let stand outside...be told to go in or, uh who is this? How did you just see?!" greet her mother is friendly.

"Ma.he..."

"Get in, let's have a nice chat!" mama Dea squinted at a motorbike parked in front of the fence, "eh that's the motor who parked there carelessly,"

Dea poked her lips, Rifal grinned, "my motorbike aunt,"

Mama Dea cried out, "oh my God! Kirain has who, his brother lately likes to have a neighbor guest or not a porter carelessly parking! Go to the parking lot! Don't be there, you'll be mistaken for a package courier!" he shouted while entering.

Feeling permission and blessing to stay longer at Dea's house, Rifal immediately put his bike into the carport of Dea's house, making the girl tickle and Rifal chuckles, somehow he felt so happy to be with old Dea. Starting from dislike, humiliating Dea, considering her a naughty, arrogant, and annoying girl makes Rifal want to give her an unexpected lesson that turns out to lead her to a new taste, a new taste, I am interested in Deanada Kharisma. The more he enters Dea's life, the more Rifal feels that if Dea is the girl who is the opposite of his initial assessment, he begins to be interested in it.

"Ngapain also you have to come here!" ketus Dea is in.

"Rama said, the bad people let alone bring the fruit of the windfall.rejeki can not be rejected," replied Rifal to smear the sentence Rama while chuckling in.

"The market thug?" ask Dea.

"More precisely the son of a meat-slayer."

"Hm, I know! I know that Rama is really good, but I don't know.gue doesn't like the nature of the details, plus Nara is more choosy than Willy," Cerocos Dea sat in the guest chair.

Rifal opened his shoes and sat down across the Dea, "so why do you hate MIPA 3 so much? That's Narasheila's choice, you and the others can't make sense" asked Rifal.

"Yes nothing at all, but.we're a complex theme! But he is more choosy new temen," actually Dea is not hate but more envy, Nara who incidentally new people to Bandung immediately received a positive reception, while he? MIPA 3 was the same, not that he did not like it, but Nara who was first to know complex friends but preferred to be friends with MIPA 3 children.

"Lo does not like it but lo nyimpen envy," shot Rifal on target, Dea's haughty gaze implies if he agrees but does not want to be blamed.

"Whatever lo! Let's go if you want to judge!" expel Dea.

"Like it, love me! After all I also have permission from mama lo," often created again.

Again, Dea to roll his eyes off guard.

Aunt brought a glass of syrupy water to Rifal, Dea's eye movements followed the bowing aunt, "neng Dea, said the mother first drank the medicine..."

"Yes, in a moment." she replied lightly.

"Lo take medicine first, I'll give you an orange." he bargained like offering a boy. The girl hissed, "ish, I'm not a kid! You have business what the hell is still here, want to ask for food or want to ask for snacks?! Back there,"

Rifal was confused to answer Dea's question, which he obviously wanted to linger with the jutek girl.

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