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"Is that my new order? hunt ya!," like in pursuit of a Dutch army plot, Ghina directly collect orders of cream bread ordered some time ago.

"Hayaaaaaa," sighing Fay sounded lazy.

Ghina's tense face made her emotions subside, instead of being creepy, this girl looked cute when agitated.

"Udah, the fugitive ran away with his wages at Jung's barbershop, or Joen, or Nari, ah!! anyway, all her children are Charlotte."

As fellow wealthy people, the Fay family and the Charlotte family certainly knew each other. Frequently meet at several meetings, making the two families eventually become business partners.

"Hem..," instead of leaving immediately, Ghina hesitated to reveal her heart to Fay.

"What? anything less?" asked the man.

"Anu... The first bread, can not be angetin?."

Fay looked at Ghina fixedly, the girl's face getting more agitated at Fay's creation"Please!!! for the welfare of my wallet."

Hedeh! Fay scratched his non-itchy nape, actually he's still a lot of work. But if you have to reject Ghina's request, it's like Fay won't have the heart.

"Say the same boss there," said Fay pointing Papa Arin at the corner of the bread counter.

"You are not good, not good."

"You're going to deket the same boss, say it yourself," said Fay busily packed the table of former customers.

It's not Ghina if it runs out of ideas. Despite being close to the boss of the owner of this shop, Ghina still had the shame to ask for this and that plainly. Looking at Fay who was still busy with some table cleaning, Ghina smiled directly grabbing the washcloth in Fay's hand.

"Let me do the work, you're the bread angelinya ya."

"Relatedly? I'm at the mintain for pay. Your brain is just a mouthpiece, a mouthpiece, and a mouthpiece."

Ghina quickly shook her head"No! this one's free."

Hmh! Fay laughs at Ghina"Basic ya! you are not agile. Pinter really finds an opportunity in narrowness," snatching the first package of bread, Fay finally granted Ghina's wish. And the girl, happily replacing Fay's job for a while.

In a short time, what Ghina wanted was accomplished. A little pleasantry, Ghina quickly returned to the University of Charlotte, of course with his favorite motorbike.

On the way, Ghina finds an old uncle selling ijo bean porridge, one of her favorite foods. Without a second thought, Ghina immediately bought the warm porridge.

"Well, two loaves for two young masters, and one porridge of ijo beans for me" he muttered again to drive the motor butut.

Instead of being in the park, as Joen said when she asked him where the young master was, Joen was playing basketball with her friends.

Hem..can they tell Joen's friends? so far Ghina has never found the young master just talking to the young men.

"Devil!," cried Joen across the field as little Ghina was drowning in daydreaming.

Wry-faced, Ghina ran over to the annoying guy"I have a name, sir! stop calling me a midget."

Looking at Ghina's pouting face, Joen was really very comforted"Hahaha, I'll call you that name not without reason," while looking at Ghina down and up.

The gaze made Ghina's emotions soar up, if not in a crowded place, in guarantee his fingers had landed with a beautiful breath hit the young master's head.

"Where's the bread! it's still warm, isn't it?" Joen's pinta as if she didn't make Ghina sulk.

Ghina gave Joen the bread packet"Tuh! hunting at the meal. It's a real cold hunt."

If only Ghina's two ears could emit smoke like a train chimney, surely the outpouring of emotions had burned the entire contents of this campus. His face began to turn red, with the sound of teeth cracking.

"I've tried, sir, at least appreciate my efforts. After all, the mileage of the campus and Arin's shop is quite far. Please don't make me emotional dong."

Joen flicked her lips, then looked at Ghina with an infuriating look"No paying, ah!," the bread was simply placed in the audience seat. His place and Ghina's current.

Oh God!!! ghina's eyes were round like ping-pong balls, she was hungry, and this man played her at times like this.

Soaking up the bread, then sitting down and slashing down on the audience seat, Ghina ate Joen's ordered bread with a big bite. The action made Joen flabbergasted, very brave son of this chef. Joen hoped that Ghina would persuade him to accept the cold bread, and that Joen would further harm him.

"Yeah!! you ate my bread!" cried Joen.

Ghina's eye tails glanced at Joen, grabbed his phone then spoke"Mr Jung, quickly grab your Master's order bread on the basketball court. The bread is cold, sir, if I don't want to eat it with pleasure."

"Hey!!," cried Jung on the other end of the phone.

"Fast take, I'm tired, need a break" Ghina exclaimed, then cut off the unilateral call.

Hoels! jung's chest was made up and down after receiving a call from Ghina"Basar babu brazen!," his grunts immediately headed towards the basketball court.

"Racus, you finished my bread in 3 bites."

"Bodo very," said Ghina throw away the view.

Joen glanced at the other parcel beside Ghina. As fast as lightning, Joen took the package and..."Hahaha, why don't you say buy ijo bean porridge!! no bread, no beans so."

"Master! I bought it for myself, "the girl was made to tiptoe to reach for the ijo nuts in a plastic glass that Joen held high.

Like a little rabbit, jumping with a look of restless face. Joen was very happy to make Ghina restless and agitated.

"Look, this is why I call you a midget. Tiny mini bint bonsay, ngok nut ijo is just can not," ledek Joen walked back and forth tempting Ghina who was overwhelmed snatch a glass containing the ijo beans.

No longer in the audience seat, Ghina continued to chase Joen to the edge of the field"Joen!!," he shouted riled.

"Bwekkk! midget," ledek Joen again.

By then, Jung had gotten there"Heh bocil, where is my bread!," he cried from a distance. The presence of the two young masters made those on the basketball court whisper, about Ghina who always looked familiar to them. Although it is not new anymore, it sometimes makes Ghina uncomfortable.

"Bugh!" a man playing basketball nudged Ghina while dribbling. Making Ghina stagger because she turned to Jung who looked riled up to her.

"Oh God!! am I going to fall??" scream the heart in there.

Not only the heart, those who were there were also shocked by it. The situation was tense, then in the air of relief, because Joen managed to hold Ghina's body that almost touched the floor.

"Shelf!!," Jung's two eyeballs rounded. Joen did save Ghina, but her grip on Ghina's collar left her uniform torn.

Sculpting, Joen was speechless to witness the incident.

Seeing the tear of his uniform inside Joen's grasp"Yak! Joen Charlotte!!" the cry of little Ghina rang out to the outside of the building....

To be continued...

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