Chased Ex-Promise Candidate
A Taste That Never Existed

Mak Aminah went straight back to her stall to take Yuki's lunch. Ikram really did not spare a single bit for the girl.

Yuki was currently sitting opposite to Ikram. "That's my lunch ration why was it eaten anyway?" grumble the girl.

"Have not eaten your mother's food for a long time, so miss." Ikram replied with a triumphant smile.

"I'll let you go home first, make lunch." Yuki moved from his seat, but was held back by Ikram.

"No, come soon too." The man pulled Yuki's hand, for the girl to sit back. Yuki brushed aside Ikram's hand, then sat back down with her face bent. At the same time Mak Aminah came with food for her daughter.

"Neng Yuki ate first," said the woman in black while providing food at the table.

Yuki immediately nodded and began to enjoy his meal without offering the still-at-home Ikram sitting in front of him. "Hey, what's her boyfriend not looking at? It'll be raging again."

"Eh, yeah why can't you forget that there's Olive here."The cream immediately moved and went to

upstairs.

"Haish, what kind of guy forgets his own girl?" yuki muttered and continued his lunch.

Mak Aminah just smiled looking at her daughter. "Neng Yuki, kanya Nak Ikram has a crush on Neng deh." The middle-aged woman then added vegetables to Yuki's lunchbox.

"Amit-amit, don't let it." Yuki knocked on the table alternately with her head.

Mak Aminah laughed with satisfaction. "Don't Neng, if love is really embarrassed." The woman continues to tease Yuki until she chokes.

Meanwhile, Ikram was already in his room and saw his lover was sleeping soundly on the sofa. Ikram approached him and covered his girl's body with his jacket. Olive seemed to be exhausted, the girl only muttered a little without opening her eyes. Finally, Ikram decides to go back downstairs, disturbing Yuki is now his hobby.

When the man returned to the lower floor, he did not find Yuki in his place, even Mak Aminah was not there. Ikram ends up looking for Yuki in another room. As she headed to the kitchen, she was washing her hands. Her long hair was neatly covered, thus displaying her smooth white tie neck.

Ikram swallowed his saliva when he saw Yuki from behind, I don't know what kind of feeling this is, but when he was with Olive, he was never like this. With wide strides, the man tried to pull Yuki's hair so that her mane was broken. However, instead of being scattered, Ikram hurt the girl to scream.

"Aw! Hey what are you doing!" he snapped while holding the hand of Ikram who was still pulling his hair.

"Sick, Ikram!" Yuki shouted furiously and finally made Ikram come to his senses and let go of his pull.

"Eh, I-I'm sorry." Ikram stuttered as Yuki held onto her now slightly messy hair.

"You want what the hell? I've mastered everything you want, but you treat me rich slave. If you don't like it, I'm backing out." Yuki looked at Ikram angrily, then walked quickly to get away from there. However, Ikram again held him back by pulling Yuki's arm. Of course the girl came back angry and brushed off the rough hand of Ikram.

"Gue retreat from this work, please find another one!" Yuki repeated her sentence and left from there.

As he passed the stairs to the top floor, Olive was already standing there with a sharp gaze as usual. "What are you doing, huh!"

"You nanya?" yuki replied that sounded annoying in Olive's ears.

"Hey, I'm the same you are, Pelakor!" Olive approached by raising one hand.

"Olive!" Suddenly Ikram shouted and was right behind Yuki.

"See! Ask your guy, O-live." Yuki glanced resentfully at Ikram and left the resto.

Yuki walked quickly towards the rice stall, her face was still bent, her hair was now unraveled as Yuki untied her hair with the origin.

"Neng Yuki, yuk again!" Suddenly a baritone voice he knew greeted him behind a menu banner.

"Come, Bang. Yuki again wants to eat this guy." Yuki answered the origin with a face that was still red holding back the anger.

The man who was none other than Agam, immediately appeared behind the banner with his friendly smile. "Hayu, Neng. Permission first or the same Mak prospective in-laws, yes," he said by displaying a row of neat teeth.

Yuki just nodded, then entered with Agam to ask for permission. Mak Aminah had frowned in wonder, she knew that her daughter was not okay, but maybe by going with Agam, she could release her anger.

"Be careful, Neng." Mak Aminah smiled sincerely at her daughter, then she whispered to Agam after Yuki walked out. "Jagain child Mom yes, be careful not to be anything! Anyway if why-why tingalikeun we!"

"Ready, Mom. Neng Yuki is safe with Agam."

The man came out, Yuki was waiting for him while his hands were put in his pants pocket, his hair was now tied just like that to add to his beauty. "Come, Neng!" take Agam while giving Yuki a helmet.

They also left the rice stalls to their subscription meatball shop every time they had been shopping. It turns out that Yuki's departure with Agam can not be separated from the attention of Ikram.

The man, watching Yuki's movements from his room upstairs. Olive herself was sitting on the sofa. The girl was busy with her phone after their debate was over. Ikram stands in front of a large glass facing towards Yuki's rice stall, and it turns out that the scene when Yuki goes with the other man makes Ikram's heart heat up. Fucking a cepet girl really can be a guy and easily go with other guys.

Unknowingly one of his hands clenched tightly. His jaw tightened, holding a sense that had never existed before like when he was with Olive.

"The mirror!"

"Observe you." Ikram muttered softly.

"The camera? Honey, hey!" Olive called his name.

"Eh, yes, dear." Ikram turned around and displayed his smile.

"I'm hungry, we eat yuk!" bring Olive.

"I ate, Olive. You just deliver." Ikram answered unconsciously.

"When do you eat? Why not take me?" Olive was suspicious again.

The kram whose mind was still attached to Yuki who was away with another man, finally realized that he had made a big mistake. "Eh, I mean. We're eating at the rice stall in front of how?"

"You want to see that girl again, right? I've been sprained by you, Ikram."

"Eh, no dong, I'm still lemes so that's what I mean, how?"

"I want to eat a spicy meatball anyway."