The Love Trap of Doctor Duda

The Love Trap of Doctor Duda
About taste.


“Doctor that time? What do you say is that handsome? How does the story try? You're not making it up, are you?” hysterical Dian, even some people looked towards her because she asked Kim that with half a shout.


Not expecting, really surprised, even when at the meeting yesterday the two were involved just plain, who knows if it will go so far?


Kim nodded with certainty, really proud of his achievement.


“Ceritain dong? Ah, I don't believe it!” dian said again.


“If you don't believe you can go to my apartment back home, we wait and proof!” challenge Kim to be confident. Of course he has to show off his new girlfriend, but he does not know that today even Kana has to be overtime.


“Whoaaa, look lo sure this cake you even moved on from Ryan.” guess Dian.


Kim nodded again, “He’em! I follow your advice at that time, my cake must immediately open the heart!” kim says.


Well, he should have left Ryan, what else is getting a perfect replacement for Kana, Doctor Kana is really an example of a perfect man.


“Choose, lo style!” but even so, Dian is still happy, if from the assessment of Doctor Kana including a good person, polite, friendly, and most importantly more handsome than Ryan, a doctor may also be richer than Ryan. Ahhh, one of Ryan is also not a very rich person, the proof is often morotin Kim, Kim only who beg* just want to cheat.


“Lo don't get jealous! Don't yaaa!” kim Goda.


“Who's jealous! Basic narcissism!” embrace Kim, then take the girl to the cafeteria.


“Yakin not jealous, he's very handsome you know.”


"I don't want to have people, I don't want to have friends!" sahut Dian's. After all he has been betrothed, want to chase any handsome guy if his soul mate has been in destiny since infancy, what can he do? Instead of being tired of being useless, mending nurut aja, bokap nyokapnya indeed love the same kebangetan him, until the husband was chosen.


“Eh, but do you say he's a widower, you're sure he's the perfect one that you tell?” asked Dian again, when the two had reached the cafeteria.


“Gue sure, anyways only for dating doang yes no papa times, widower is also okay to find experience!”


“When it's a doctor, you know even we've proven no deceit, I've been a patient!”


“Iya yes... which again kasmaran mah can not be told anything, for him still beb number one!”


“Huh, sirik aja lo!”


Then the two laughed together. Dian, even though he can't trust Kana completely, it's better for him than Kim always focusing on Ryan, because it's clear that Ryan is not a good guy.


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“What's the matter?” looking at Raka, he saw a tinge of anger on Cana's face. Actually, you can guess the reason for his friend's creepy face, but you know that Raka still wants nanyain.


“I think they're having fun!” furious Kana.


“Hemmm! There may be no reason for them to be unhappy!” answered Raka, who seemed to be increasingly igniting Kana's emotions. He did do that deliberately, so that Cana could feel more hatred towards Sisil, so that there was no more remnants of the love that Cana saved for his ex-wife.


Because Raka really knows how Kana feels betrayed, no one in this world wants to be left behind while being unfortunate. Kana quite understood that, because she was one of the people who bore witness to Cana's life.


His world that was too centered on Sisil, made him admit that all this time he had been the most stupid person.


“Udah is Ka, you already dapet Kim, prettier, younger, beehhhh what is Sisil?” said Raka was pumping. And it's true, this time he was on Kim's team anyway.


“Sin does not matter if I become Kim impingement?” ask Kana.


“Sin! Dating aja sin, what else dating and ngenjain children of the impingement, sin squared lo!” answer Raka with his ustadz mode.


“Damn lo!” Kana kicked her best friend's leg.


“It really is! Don't you dare so it's the son of an impingement man, I'd like to have a second wife if you're sickin Kim!" raka Ancam.


"You mean?"


"That son of Ka people, bornirin, in care, guarded wholeheartedly, eh lo dateng-dateng want to hurt, if you really do not want me ready to accept Kim!"


"Anj*ng to you! Just be careful if you like Kim!" threaten Kana, her eyes are a condition of hostility.


“Yes if so halalin dong, according to the request of Mr. Akara, notya Bonyok lo do you want to marry the same girl!”


“Hah? Crazy you yes, you think it's just that, just last night I made it with him, uh already married!” kana's protest disagreed. To be honest though wanting to be married to Kim was also a thing that could make both parents happy, but Kana really felt it was not time to think about that, yet, it is still very far at least three months ahead if you want to ask Kim, even if the relationship and Kim continues for the next three months and of course if Kim wants to marry him.


“Lo actually has the same taste as Kim?”


“Gue?”


“Iya lo! My time! Want me to marry Kim?"


"Asshh, what a surprise you, have been betrothed is also still good equipment!"


"It is natural that the girl is model Kim, beuuhhh body..."


"Plakkk! Stop talking about Kim, my boyfriend, you want to die huh?" Kana slaps Raka's cheek rough, Raka grimaces, but that's okay, so Raka can know that Kana does have a taste for Kim.


"It's very cruel sir!"


"Yes, anyway!"


“Gue saranin yes, if you have no taste, stop it already, Ka!” people


“That's yes?”


Kana seemed to be thinking, feeling... Actually, if asked about feelings, maybe Kana has not been able to admit it, but to be honest when with Kim she feels comfortable, her heart likes to be difficult conditioned every adjacent to Kim, he said, even he who never cared about others could willingly help Kim. Is that what you call love? And also why when Raka asked him to just quit, Kana felt unwilling, well... Perhaps right, she already had a sense with Kim, fearing loss and would not be easy to let go, Kana felt that way at the moment.


“Gue likes Kim!” sahut, but there was no answer from Raka, because it was possible that he thought too long until Raka had left him instead.


Seriate...