Never Let Me Go's
Glamorous Woman

"Lo don't want to?" tanya Bir shifts alcoholic beverages in front of Taya. 

Beer wants Taya to taste the alcoholic beverage in front of him even if it is only as upright.

Taya looked down at the red-colored drink with a hint of horror. The smell coming out of the drink is enough to make him dizzy. 

Raising her head, Taya shook her head in rejection. He could see the expression of not receiving from Beer. But, how else, Taya didn't like it. 

"Lo has to try," forced Bir to lean beside her on the table. His elbows were stored with hands holding a glass of deep red water, moving them in a slow, twisting motion. 

"Are we not old enough to drink that?" move the beer's hand to a halt. 

His eyes blinked, not long after which he laughed softly with his head lowered. 

"Yes" said Bir. 

Taya was still watching the woman who had invited him to the club in confusion. He still wondered what the woman meant to bring him here. If only to accompany the woman to drink, of course it is very unlikely, seen also from the clothes they wear, quite luxurious. 

Beer keeps the glass on the table. His head lifted looking at Taya with eyes that were hard to interpret. 

He looks drunk, but calm down. Beer tolerance for alcoholic beverages is high. 

The beer raised its little finger. 

"Promise me one thing." 

Taya was still silent, taking Beer seriously. 

"Don't tell Jean I'm drinking, okay." And Taya nodded. 

"The main role is coming!" That sentence is like an alarm of death for Beer, as well as life.

Beer looked back when he heard Josh's voice airing in his ear. They can see a woman in a red dress coming into the club. 

All eyes were on the woman, as if she was the one they had been waiting for. 

"Enjoy the beer party?" 

"Fest?" taya Inner. He turned his head quickly towards Bir who seemed to ignore the presence of the woman, after just turning his head to look for a moment.

The beer wiggled its glass, its gaze locked onto the water that was in the glass. 

"He you mean, Beer?" The woman pointed at Taya with her index finger making Taya reflect back her head. 

All eyes were on them. Here, who does not know Beer and also the glamorous woman who is in front of them.

They are quite well known, and it makes Beer worry, because it could be that the brother knows he brought Taya to the Club. But, the rice has become porridge, how else. Now all Bir has to do is enjoy the situation before he is taken dead by his brother.

From the side, Taya's eyes blinked, staring at the woman in front of her as well as Beer in turn. 

"You hired someone to cover up your sister's sexual orientation?" 

Beer's hand stopped, looking at the not-so-beautiful woman cynically.

"Pretty girl's don't fight." Josh suddenly came in with a bottle of alcoholic drink in his hand.

"Need a private room?"

"Didn't I order it?"

Beer stood up, he looked at Josh, asking that the man immediately show the room the woman in front of him asked for.

"Oh sure! Let's go ladies."

Beer turned to Taya gesturing for the woman to follow him from behind.

"Don't think weird" whispered Beer. He was not stupid, Taya's facial expression explained everything.

The woman was not very good at controlling the look on her face.

Actually Beer just wants to show you one thing, like a proof maybe? Beer is too fed up with the behavior of the woman in front of him to deliberately tell one thing the truth.

They enter a room with a more glamorous feel. And of course this has something to do with the woman in front of him, lamp lovers flashing with a fairly extreme tempo

"Woah, have you come?"

"I think Josh is playing me," said the woman in the red dress walking first to the sofa.

Beer turned his head with a flick towards Josh, his eyes sharpened, looking at Josh with the gaze of the lion cub ready to pounce.

If he knew some of them had come, he wouldn't have wasted so long at the club.

Josh who knew the direction of that sharp gaze towards her could only smile sweetly without sin.

"Good night to enjoy!" josh shut the door.

"You really brought him a beer? Or renting?"

Beer rolled her eyeballs, her feet stepped with one hand grasping Taya's hand tightly.

Why did these caress-hungry women not believe him so much! Inner Beer screamed at that moment.

"Can we start?"

"We started earlier." Of course such an answer makes Beer want to grab and punch the cheek that contains enough of it hard.

Beer's hand pulled, telling Taya to follow him sitting on a sofa.

The other hand raised gesturing for a young bartender to bring him a drink, he also pulled Taya's hand tighter to sit next to him.

Looks uncomfortable to Taya but how else.

Surrounded by women dressed in lack of materials, Taya was silent for a moment. Not only them but Taya also wears less material clothes like them.

"Paid how much you equal Beer, love?"

Taya turned her head, a woman in a black dress stared at her intensely, the glass at the end of her lips, waiting for a reply from Taya.

Taya blinked, she turned her head towards the indifferent-looking Beer.

"Me?" great-grandson Taya is slow, and gets the nod.

"Nothing" Taya replied back.

Another woman sighed quite loudly, making Taya's attention diverted.

"I don't believe you, Beer." said the woman in a loud voice.

Music echoed throughout the room making Taya's ears quite sore. When does this end? his inner.

His eyes were wide, the entire gaze of the women in the room led to him. It was as if he was a strange item that had just appeared on the face of the earth.

"Bero? that's not possible." Another woman chimed in. The gaze of the woman's eyes is enough to make Taya risi not play.

"Gue doesn't need your recognition" replied Bir from beside Taya. It seems that the woman was fed up with the response that the women gave.

"But, this is real!" beer is full of emphasis.

The woman kept her glass, raised her hand touched Taya's chin, and raised it slowly.

Taya looked quickly not understanding.

"Liat, she's my sister's boyfriend!" and Beer's speech got enough response to make Taya shrink.

They laughed, but they didn't know what they were laughing at.

And of course it makes the mood of Beer increasingly plummeting.

Beer stared at the woman who did not know herself in front of him was sharp. Oh sure the caress-hungry females are harder than convincing the attention-hungry crocodiles.

"That's very unlikely Beer, your sister has no interest in girls."