Scandal Compound Love

Scandal Compound Love
Episode 20's


In the car, Austin was still silent.


His face was sideways, staring at the streets that passed distance by distance. Empty views. He's obviously not okay.


Judging by his friend's unstable condition, both physically and emotionally, Giordan finally relented. He left his job to drive Austin home.


At first the man in the doctor's uniform did not want to disturb the Austin residence, but curiosity dominated in him.


“Tin, are you okay?” tanyanya ventured, while turning her blonde friend for a moment.


“Emang cave why?” Austin asked back, without turning his head at the man in the slightest. He is still focused on a viewpoint that he finds more interesting, or perhaps.


Giordan squeaks small. The steering is still focused on playing. “Pait aja ni cave bacot,” he started with a serious face. “If our story is different, but the cave also never rasain same kek lu, Tin. The pain is definitely not much different.”


Giordan's small curses did not at all interest Austin to shift his eyes. “Caves don't hurt. Jan sok knows you!” It even rebukes.


Responding to the unexpected reply, Giordan was just a tinker with a small oddity.


This is how men .. won't be tough forever.


“But as unwilling as you can move on the cave cake,” scolds the young doctor. “Lupain the fool, find the top one. Cave boyfriends are better now. Not making the same mind. Pinter-pinter sort by you!” He might patronize.


“Sort ... lu says peanut skin!”


Eventually, Giordan surrendered. “As of you dah!”


In the travel residence, it was not felt, Giordan's car had entered the Austin workshop yard. He got out of it after turning off the engine and removing the safety belt.


Austin came out first. After flatly thanking him, the bule climbed the stairs beside the workshop-entered into his dwelling on the second floor. Giordan just nodded.


“Yo, where's bule?” Tara approached Giordan and asked.


For a moment Tara looked up her head to the top of the stairs, then again saw Giordan who began to drink.


“The leg is not your back, right?” asked the silly gondrong-haired man, daubed a little anxious face.


“Pantat lu amputation.” Giordan chuckles. He was sitting on a plastic bench near a closet containing workshop equipment. “Free again PMS cake him,” he no less silly.


“Maybe too. I don't think it's her period. Be the song out.” Tara added.


After eating some silly jokes, Giordan finally opened his voice about Austin's meeting with Jasmine.


Of course Tara was surprised. “Sials. Nyesel cave not anter him. Though the cave uda nakaran from the era of jebot, the same inventor Jasmine who can make crazy the bule!” The man was sorry. “Liat in photo only not clear.”


Giordan then mocked, “Salah lu yourself, teledor so temen.”


“Rame again workshop, Begge! Dear canan is the cave!” hardik Tara's.


“Bule die new lu kelojotan!”


“Live buryin!”


“Bangke. He's been knocked over you!”


“Lu too!”


In the end, the debate came to a halt after the figure of a sexy woman in a miniskirt fluttered above the knees. The tight yukensi of the suit accentuates challenging kuttang fillings. The long-haired woman got out of the car, then walked up to the two.


Tara's eyes and mouth gap like a cave in the movie Mak Lampir. “Buseh, magnitudeaaa!”


Then hit by a nutcase by Giordan, “Balon yoga aja lose, Tar!”