At the End of My Tired!

At the End of My Tired!
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Daniel grumbled indistinctly, the man dislikes waiting the most. If he knew he'd be told to wait this long, he wouldn't be this hasty kid coming.


A man was running into a cafe, playing with his car keys. From far away he could already see the disheveled face of his best friend. Surely the man was in god-level pissed mode on him, so he thought.


"Sorry bro, am I late?" What a greeting and a question asked in tampol.


Daniel did not like his cursed friend. "Lo if you still want jenong lo's forehead to go home in good condition, do not need to bacot conch deh. Ngaret mulu, habit." Daniel said annoyed.


Jason laughed funny to himself, while Daniel was getting annoyed at his making. After being able to master his laughter, Jason returned to serious mode. Because it seems, his sabitu was not in a good mood to be asked to joke.


"Where is Alfan Kavin? You're saying too, right, if we want to meet up here?" Jason asked as he grabbed the menu book in front of him. Then call a waitress.


"Belom nyampe, otw also said, just as rich as you were." Syndir Daniel is still in a manyun jutek-jutek mode. Makes Jason want to laugh again, but he tries to hold on. Can be berabe until the man in front of him is raging.


Two men who are no less handsome, of the two men who have been macho nongky first, in the cafe just arrived. The two arrived almost simultaneously, in the cafe courtyard.


"Gue thinks I'm slow myself, you know also Fan." Kekeh Kavin on the family's best friend, who was greeted by a whimper by Alfan. Then the two entered together into, from afar seen two of his friends had sat and talked, at the mainstay table inherited by their parents.


"Hallo say, sorry eyke late." Alfan's greeting gets a tissue box toss gift by Daniel. Apparently the man's mood was in maximum bad condition.


"Auwww, luckily I'm nimble. If not, can abis cool face I got this damn thing." Said Alfan sewot, then sat down and put back the box of innocent tissue to his place.


"Lo bedua abis nyalon where it used to be. It is at least 5-10 minutes late. Not half an hour makes bete people who wait. Come-coming too, the face on the gloss is all rich in bulk cooking oil." Daniel poked the two words with a sentence of intent.


Kavin snorted annoyedly at the praise of his immoral friend. His mouth is rich in firecrackers, Merepet aja if already nagging.


"Ck, I'm coming to the meeting. Alfan noh, that's got to be him, but Casper's rich storytelling." Decak Kavin is upset.


He was appointed chief director after the departure of his uncle. And his best friend is now in the CEO's seat replacing the father. His older brother, Aldo. Moving to California, developing a property business there. While their half-sister, Aluna, prefers to be an ordinary housewife in order to accompany the mother at home. While her husband also has his own business although not as big as his father's. Restaurant business that already has several branches in various cities.


"The most seductive secretary whose front bumper behind her was plump, for sure. Alfan is the same hobby that is big." Said Jason chiming. Then they chuckle. Except for the flat face, Daniel.


"It's not funny, it's in the ketawain." Daniel sewot himself.


"Well, like Mr. Daniel got the class wrong. Today's class is laughter art, you're not a fine art class. You look so bad to see Mr Daniel." Then they resumed laughing, when they saw Daniel's face getting bent perfectly.


"Not funny." Daniel throws Alfan back with a roll of tissue, landing right in his laughing mouth. Now replacing the happy Daniel, the man laughed with the others. Seeing Alfan spit out a tissue that was almost dissolved in his saliva.


"Anjiir, sabitu luknutc lo." He said annoyed, spitting on a clean tissue, which he used to clean the rest of the tissue, which dissolved in his mouth.


"Eat him do not like to menggeledek temen, Muhidin. Very funny." Timpal Kavin, who was more neutral among them.


"That's abis, Muhidin? If you don't share it here, then really eat."Said Jason horrified, looking at the portion of food ordered by Alfan.


"I didn't eat breakfast this morning. Part of my energy abis suzerainty with Savira. Tu cewe the longer the more uuwuuu pokonya, the clasps make nahan." He said again with his own smiles, remembering the lightning moment he and the secretary were in his room.


"Because of the new Aids you know the taste." Daniel was upset by the bad habits of his best friend, who could not resist the temptation of cleavage and smooth thighs.


"That's what security is for you, man, it's safe. I've already heard of it in terms of the world perse*la*ng*ng*an. You want to be my mentor, okay." Reply by raising his eyebrows.


"My uncle, ogah. Let the word must be an old virgin, if jajan carelessly. I don't have a picture, horrified me. Whybayangin that girl has been in slusin with other people, can upset the mood make love to me........" Then Daniel fell silent with a hanging speech, suddenly his chest felt tight. His memories surfed in the past. He remembered the lover of hearts, Daniel's heart felt stabbed by thousands of knives.


Kavin sensitizes his best friend's situation child, immediately shifting the subject.


"Ck, Muhidin's base." Kavin Grunts. " Let's have no time, this weekend. I want to take hiking to the south, he said there is a paradise of beautiful natural scenery. There is a Villa deket there we can use, have my acquaintance. Mr Burhan, you want no Mudhidin?"


"Sir Burhan's a client of our company? Inget really, some time ago also happened to be a prank, it was the origin of wooden bracelets or what, he was wearing. He said some kind of talisman trust people in his yard, and it was given his grandmother Mr. Burhan's. Trus in bargain it me, if you want to vacation, just there, even though the road is still too good. But quite, it has been semenized even though it's been in holes." Alfan replied at length, it seems that the man was so excited to tell the advice of Mr. Burhan. To his friends.


"Gue is okay, as long as it's not more than a week. How far is it from here, from the city I mean." Jason asked as he became interested.


"11 era that, I was horrified about the same area of the steep road, make my adrenaline challenged. Try Kalla here, guarantee me, he's the first one to say, come on!" His kekeh looked far away, at his twin brother very much he missed it. Three years, but never once did the man want to go home. Presumably, the man's heart wound over the loss of his sister was so deep and untreatable.


"Gue go along with it, my time in staying anyway." Timpal Daniel half grumbled.


"Don't go along, you I take freefall to the ravine, come along lo?" Reply Si Muhidin gemes on his sabitu.


"Yes, I'm coming. When's? Saturday afternoon, so nyampe dawn, go to bed. Bring the driver, change tar with Jason." Said the man as good as meatballs pedes nampol.


"Kok me, do nothing related to the car, then I mulu hit. The others can drive, not me." Jason protest was unacceptable. Because the best friends of his curse, if something related to the iron horse. It was always her who was being told. He was CEO of the company of his late father, who was engaged in automotive.


Kavin clucked irritably, it was always easy on the ribetin. She felt she was following the mother-in-law of the cooking oil, the left right of her mouth on the slippery all.


"Udah, I'm a tar who's changing. Safe right, so the others know themselves, supplies for me as well. Driver fees are expensive, especially so far, nothing is free in today's world, friends." Said Kavin gave a solution, all of which made him get a look of horror from his sabitu.


"Why? There is no complete store there. There are in the city of the district, even then the distance is approximately 4 hours from the village. So begging for a car that has a big trunk, it's a dipake." He said again and then glanced, Jason.


Jason was increasingly upset about his making, even though his friends also had a similar car, why should he again him again.


"Yes, take it easy guys, Jason is a rich man. About mah cars, small. Just show me which one to use. Tomorrow, your fingers are four I'm making." Say more and more sewot as possible. But instead of being upset, the three cursed friends even laughed loudly. Jason could only grumble indistinctly.