Abstractal Nature: Diaries
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Jihan listened to Nina carefully, she let her rice, listening to the serious description of the gamer. All three are already seated with dishes available between them as family events.
"Nyam. nyem. I listen, aja deh," said Marcel, then take fried shrimp that Nisa put. "Dine, Nis. Dried nasgor plus rusty seafood."
"Thank you" said Nisa, leaving the garden with a tray.
"Well. The case lo time at home Pnin tuh not unresponsive, Judes. The script is so. So it's natural that the crew is filming Nyuekin. Let the seremnya dapet, while having fun."
"Hii. on favoritism. I am the main character."
"Yes elo don't cut it often, brother. If you're just interfering with the same plot focus, you're the pop-up kayak advertising figure on a news site."
"Gue was dabbling, not more often, Bonin," said Jihan again, defending herself.
"That's kali. It's my turn now. Why the hell is the skill used to be mentioned?"
"Make people wake up" said Jihan. "Logikanya khan in the shoot he nih sleeps long, keeps anti-water alias still ngebo, if bablas sampe beduk lebaran how?"
"Who the hell?"
"The abduction victim."
"Who kidnapped you, brother?"
"Soloters. He's trapped in basetime, Snail's son's hostage."
"You eat first, brother. Strain again Internally as it were."
"Lo want to come? There are three lists, heavy tasks for him," Jihan said as she brushed her chin at Marcel. "There are only a few people who know about this problem, Mr. Adek Mr. Bukber committee."
Nguyeng!
A black mini bus drove on a special road, leaving behind a secret door.
This afternoon the Cetar Trio is back together on a mission. They are silent to each other exactly in mourning or appear on the way to serve.
Nisa is engrossed in driving without caring about the ongoing silence.
"I want to be a dream in your life." - said Nisa, just a piece but immediately passed on. "I want you to know that I've always adored you.."
Jihan sighed, trying to switch minds, Nisa's words suddenly became her thoughts.
On the way, Jihan just leans dreamy.
"It's good, Brother Jihan, is it my voice?"
"He's focused."
"Well..why the hell, grumpy keep Jihan tuh?"
Jihan is silent. Two of his hands were still folded, his shoulders stuck to the car door with a jutek face. This private attitude succeeded in making Nisa sing again.
"You're like a song in my heart that calls my miss.."
Jihan let Nisa's voice as it is, the thing that represents her heart is suddenly difficult to argue again. Nisa can not only cook, she is also talented to spoil people's ears.
". . Like the air I've always defended you are.. Shaa. lalala..
Jihan may not know the exact match or not of the song sung by Nisa, her face does not change. He still looked fused as well as permeating it. Jihan took her breath off.
"Hhh.." cold Jihan. "At dong, good for lo Nis."
"Thank You, Jihan. The original singer is Kak."
"Hhhhhh.."
Jihan did not respond but the jutak-jutek sat down, did not want to talk anymore. Behind him, the occasional question and answer sounded again. Jihan grew to join the discussion.
"You want what song, brother. Ntar I'm a daughter, open youtube," Nisa bargained, trying to entertain the judes.
"Don't..!"
"Let's not be saturated Brother."
Jihan continued her daydream there, looking ahead at the still-deserted streets at a distance of thirty minutes, her face like a resigned prisoner was moved to the execution site. Jihan silent fashion.
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