Barista Cafe Singlo

Marriage Yuk

The rainbow then led them into the house. Rainbows want to make a juvenile mango that looks tantalizing.

"Where is Papih? how come it doesn't look?" tanya Bintang who is still loyal to push the wheelchair Bu Widya into the house.

"Or your Papihmu, just Sunday still working huh." Mamih then approached Kuncoro, Mamih told Kuncoro to contact Papih Arav to return home. Mumpung would-be ghosts are here. Kuncoro immediately nodded, he took the phone from his pocket and called Papih Arav.

"Sweep, chepet home, Mamih Bela on Instagram ngaku-ngaku jendes," said Kuncoro when connected to Papih Arav.

Mamih Bela widened her eyes. Hih Kuncoro's mouth is well, if there is BPKB mah Mamih pawn. Totally indiscriminate. Mamih nudged Kuncoro's butt. Kuncoro immediately grimaced but immediately smiled.

"Let Mih succeed, Papih if you have work like to forget land, sea and even air, so maniac work, want to go home Papih."

"Okay, it's important to come home."

They sat in the family room. Rainbows go to the kitchen, making spice. Kuncoro towards the kitchen also helps Rainbow peel mangoes.

"Duh gusti, the smell is already asem Mbak, hadeh." Kuncoro splashed his tongue.

"Nih the spice, try deh dicoel the same seasoning so not asem really," said Pelangi who is now enjoying the young mango lutis. Had spit up to ngocor-ngocor nih.

Rainbows and Kuncoro bring their lutis to the living room. They also tried rainbow-made lutis. The moon looked up in agitation, while the rainbow was enjoying, for him it was not too acidic.

The star then took the Moon to the kitchen to make coffee. Bintang wants to prove to Mamihnya that there are more reliable in making coffee than Mamihnya.

The Moon begins to brew coffee, while the Stars only notice the motion of the Moon while occasionally photographing the Moon. It is good to make wallpaper. Let everyone know, Bintang already has a new crush. I want to be recognized by Mas Bin.

"Why would you rather be a barista?" ask the stars to fill the silence between the two of them.

"Because I love coffee."

"From before becoming a Barista?"

The moon nodded, "It used to be that in the afternoon I like to have a coffee with my father on the balcony, staring at dusk."

"Coffee never chooses who deserves it. Because in the presence of coffee, we are all the same" continued the Moon.

The star scrunched its forehead, the Moon glanced at the Star. The moon smiled sweetly, then explained about the meaning of his words.

"Well imagine if a cup of coffee had a feeling? Maybe if he had, he could refuse to be drunk by a certain person. However, the reality is that coffee does not matter who the drinker is. Whether rich, poor, old, young, a thief, or an official, everyone deserves to enjoy it. In reality we are ordinary people. So do not feel arrogant or inferior in front of others," said Moon with a smile. In the eyes of the Stars the smile of the Moon is indeed very sweet. Never mind, coffee without sugar is okay, as long as you drink it while looking at you, uh looking at the Moon.

"Sa ae kang coffee huh," Chirps the Star as she gently stroked the Moon's head.

"Don't, Mas Bin."

"If you like coffee and twilight, then let me love you endlessly and without the lull of the Moon." The stars look at the moon with love. Moon mesem sweet, it prefers to continue brewing coffee, although hearing the sweet word from the stars also makes hatiny pauseg jedug.

"Don't smile, I'm afraid of you."

"What the hell is Mas."

Well, Bul Bul's heart is immediately this big. The star attacks it with waves that make the Moon's heart float immediately.

"It's just a cup of coffee that tells me that black is not always dirty and bitter is not always sad. Get to know others more deeply, who knows what looks terrible and bad is good for us." Gombalan Bintang is reply with coffee philosophy. If the romantic mah, coffee chat can only make a smile well. 😁😆

"May I know you more deeply?"

The Moon smiled again, ah long ago the Star and the smile of this Moon.

"Can"

"If I may, let's get married?" The star rolled one eye, making the Moon a misnomer. Ih Mas Bin, no cius. The moon deg-degan.

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(Hahaha, mom's hobby, make combiners, evil yes Mak😆 who has not joined WhatsApp group, can docked, we ngeberel2 there, hihi, mother's WhatsApp number 089637723952)

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