All Chapters of Do You Love Me?: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

“Zi ... sorry, Zi. I-I made a mistake, Zi. Sorry, Zi ...." The tears were in both of her cheek didn't dry, but now the tears continued flow down the woman's eyelid. In front of her, someone whose she reluctant to see, a man who was also cried too, knelt down while he holding her fingers. The girl, Zia, was standing with the corners of her lips bleeding. "T-this is not the first time you do it, Za ..." said Zia while she holded back the pain from the corner of her torn lips. "Zi ... I'm sorry, Zi. I was wrong, I was stupid, I ... please don't leave me, Zi. I-I can't be alone, I-I can't live without you .... ”Eza was still kneeling, no matter about his prestige or anything, he was crying in front of Zia. Eza probably the one and only one a man who has cried in front of Zia. He was also the only man who dared to kneel down without caring about his pride. He ... threw everything away to get Z

"So ... Zia was saved by that guy, is that what do you mean?" Gwen asked after Naya talked for a long about what happened at student orientation last day. Naya nodded her head hard. "Yeees, right! Gwen, have you ever met a brave guy who stood up for you in front of your seniors? Aaaaa! Anyway, it's pretty crazy!" praised Naya endlessly. "So ... Here is the one who falls in love is Zia, or you, Nay?" Gwen asked. "Absolutely Zia! Can I take Zia's white horse prince?” answered Naya evasive. "From earlier, someone whose excited told me about that is you, Nay. I think the one who was falling in love is you." Gwen now teased Naya endlessly. “Gzzh … of course not. I just replace Zia to tell you the story, Gwen! How you dared it?!" Naya was still evasive, made Gwen and Zia laugh seeing her. "That's why there is no need to make fun of people. Is it

"Zi? How can you goin' here with Tapai Busuk together?" Naya narrowed her eyes, trying to find out the fact from Zia. Instead of answering, Zia pulled her eyebrow. "You left me this morning, why?" she asked Naya back  "Uhm, sorry, Zi. Earlier I was dying to pee." Naya argues. "Huh ... I know ... you must have avoided yesterday's senior, right?" Zia held up Naya. "You don't know that I almost got hit by the senior who used excessive make up yesterday!" Naya's pupils dilated. "Eh, how could it happened?!" Zia shrugged her shoulders. “You, instead of accompanying me, you just left. Fortunately there are Eza near me and helped me, if he's not helping me, it's possible I would die of fleas this morning." Plok. Plok. Plok. "How super he is, it's a prince on a white horse who saves the princess every time the storm comes." Naya applau

Lazily, Zia looked back. "Why?" asked Zia. Eza walked over to Zia, then negotiated with the girl that was sitting on right of Zia to change their places. After the woman left, Eza immediately landed his butt on the chair. "Last night I chatted you again, why does you didn't reply my chat?" asked Eza. "I'm sleeping." Zia lied. "Well ... I want to sing with a guitar playing guitar at last night, but actually you are sleepy early." Eza's answer made Zia even more annoyed. How many girls that Eza sung for them? Zia wanna ask, but couldn't. "Why don't you sing for me, Za?" Gea suddenly jumps into the conversation. Eza laughed at the head of his class. "How much you want to pay me, Gea?" asked Eza. "How you dare it to me? Why does for for Zia there's like a big offered, but even I askes tou, then you being bullied?" Gea laughed too.&nbs

"Here is the place of the whose sell the best bakso*!" Eza's motorbike stops right at the parking lot which has been filled with two-wheeled vehicles. Zia got down from Eza's motorcycle seat and saw the tent in front of her, there was really crowded, and the smell of meatball's soup was smelled up when she was standing. "Come in," Eza gently pushed Zia's back, invited her to enter the tent and sit on the last empty seat. "What do you want to order?" Zia glanced briefly at the menu on the table. "Bakso urat* with orange juice," Zia answered. "Okaay, wait for a moment." Eza seems will be walked forward, going to order bakso while Zia returns to struggling with her phone screen to reduce boredom. "Excuse me, is this place empty?" a man asked Zia. In his hand was a tray filled with bakso and his face was like someone in his late twenties.