Scelus novel Chapter 32

"May I ask? What is it for you, my struggle is that funny? Until you just wait around, without wanting to help?"

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Sorry for making you wait☺️

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"WHAT?" asked Starla, the girl turned her head and frowned.

"What?" God replied. As if he just didn't say anything.

"Lo ..." Starla hung her words, "what are you talking about?"

"Oh ...." Dewa nodded, "you're angry funny, like auntie. That's what it means."

"Wow, you tried to bother me. Now what do you mean?"

"When did I play you?"

"Whatever, ah." Starla turned her body back to face the blackboard. Paying attention to Mom Ursulla who continues to explain regardless of whether her students pay attention or not.

Dewa glanced at Starla through the tail of her eyes, the boy softly sighed. "Luckily he doesn't understand what it means. Could misunderstand this girl." Inner God.

While next to Dewa, Starla was silent as she looked straight ahead. With thoughts that have been raging since earlier. "So ... you like it when I'm angry?" Starla said in her heart.

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Starla was leaning on a swing in her room. With the cell phone attached to the right ear.

"When are you coming home, anyway? I miss you," Starla said spoiled to the man on the other side.

"It's only been two days, Starla. Don't be too lazy," said Arjuna on the other side.

"But how to kill this love yeyeyeye, even rum pum pum pum pum pum." Starla chuckled.

"This is an expensive foreign telephone, Star. If it's just for singing so I better turn it off,"

"Uh, really fierce, Mas Juna! Pretend not to be sensitive to Mba Bintang."

Starla pursed her lips even though Arjuna couldn't see.

"Talking unclear, singing, acting dim. Starla Sherena Alsca, what are you doing?"

"Finally, Mas Juna is sensitive," said Starla, "I'm really confused, Jun."

"Why?"

"Dewa ... earlier, he said he likes me. Erm, to be more precise he said he likes me when he's angry."

Arjuna was silent on the other side for a long time, until the boy cleared his throat. "Good, please. Our plan has started to work."

"But that's not our goal, Jun."

"At least it can help, Star. Yes, yes. I can't call too long," said Arjuna on the other side.

"Geez, feel like calling Donald Trump's son?" Starla stared at her cellphone screen, which showed the call that had been cut off.

"Dimatiin," muttered Starla as she pursed her lips in annoyance.

The girl leaned back, then stared at the white ceiling of her room. Pondered for a moment, until the sound of the small bell made him wake up.

"Sky!" Shrieked Starla, the girl was carrying Sky who just got out of bed.

"Miaw!"