
Dion's actually very handsome, so I wanted to
be his girlfriend, even if only for a few weeks. Things I don't like
from Dion, one of these yes. They are stubborn and like to destroy things
if angry. Imagine if I married her and she was in a good mood
being no good, was I not being mutilated ended up the same in Dion. Though I
very much take care of my body. Body, assets. Imagine if there were five fingers
on my cheek or there's a blue – bruised scar on my body. Hiii.
it's just goosebumps.
CLINGINGING…
The door sounds open.
I deliberately put up a hanger that could make a sound
at the entrance, so that cafe employees, know there are customers coming and going out.
Immediately, almost all eyes looked at the entrance.
I noticed the gazes of some men to me barely
blinked. Their mouth may be able to enter a whole round chicken egg if
be noticed when they see me. I smiled at their reaction.
Just natural. I've prepared and dressed today to meet with My
Hells. But apparently there was a problem in the cafe that caused me to delay
my encounter with Arkan Sukarta.
At that moment, Dion was turning his back on me. Dion Bagugu's. Inheritor
the Bagugu group. The guy is in his 180s, has an athletic body, he's,
dion loves to play basketball. Many are actually female fans of Dion, though,
but Dion himself never seriously dated a girl.
Except for me, the rubber at the time. Dion's been my friend since school
secondary, even though we were separated at the time of college, still our communication
keep walkin. Until we finally decided to stop dating
that's why we've taken the time to contact each other.
Dion immediately turned to look towards the door. Wonder who
who came. What was waiting for him has come.
Funny things happen.
Looking at me, Dion stood still, with a face like
people who never see a beautiful girl. Maybe, baby meatballs can
forced into his mouth at that moment.
After a few seconds, he finally regained consciousness.
Instead of smiling at me, his anger was growing
In front of me, I saw him grab a glass from the table
customers who have left and have not been cleaned by employees. Probably officers
didn't have time to clean up because Dion came messing with the atmosphere.
I saw Dion lift the glass into the air, and
upset, slam the glass to the floor.
Dear thousand dear, the glass that Dion took did not break
kebing – pieces. I did deliberately buy equipment at the cafe with that
safety has. But that's like the real thing. So the glass that Dion and in
banting, not made of real glass, but plastic, so it does not break
when in banting.
I looked around, the damage Dion had done.
Not bad, only the cafe table changed position because it was in
kick. The cafe chairs were left wasted on the floor, as well as some floors
the wet one, because there was a spill from the glass.
‘Nothing is bad, so why is my employee on a scene
there was a riot that caused me to have to come my inner’ in my heart.
‘Oh, maybe they didn't dare to chase Dion out times,
fear of offending like..Alright, let me finish this..’ I continued in.
heart while looking at Dion.
“Dion...” my words were immediately cut off by Dion's screams.
I myself was shocked to hear Dion's screams, let alone the
patrons.
“KAYLA…. YOU'RE MINEUUUUU...” shouted Dion….