Being the Perfect Wife
5 Eps. Kerok
6 Years ago ...
The days that Gita passed in the first 3 months of school were still fine. Gita even enjoyed attending school there. Lessons are smooth, excrement fun and he also makes new friends are fun.
Even now Gita has friends namely Vena, Jenni and Alina. The four of them eventually became known as Genk CeTar aka Female Tajir. Because indeed the four of them have parents who have large companies so they can be sure his family lives with a treasure.
But on the fourth month, Gita's school life began to be disturbed. It started when he and his genk ate in the school cafeteria.
"Mom, sotoya four and iced orange also four yes," cried Gita to the mother canteen in a loud voice.
"Ih Gita, laper, his voice is still tight," said Jenni amused.
Because the sound of the screams of Gita made the residents of the canteen turn their faces to him.
"Hehe khilaf, I can't wait to eat," replied Gita grinned.
Shortly after, the canteen mother came but only brought 3 bowls of soto and 3 iced oranges. And put it in front of Vena, Jenni and Alina.
"Well, just three, Mom? I'll sign four" protested the Gita.
"I'm sorry, Neng. The photo runs out" said Bu Kantin nervously as he lowered his head and walked away.
"Huh, really. Yes I bought meatballs," said Gita at last.
"Prophey, Git. I guess the meat is still a lot." Vena, Jenni and Alina try to calm Gita down.
Gita passed to the next cafeteria to order meatballs.
"Sir, meatballs complete one yes," said Gita as her eyes observed the meatball cart whose contents were still full of meatballs.
"Sorry neng, the meat is running out," said Mr. canteen looking guilt on his face.
"Lah ... How are you?! There are still many people," Gita pointed to the circle of meatballs on the wagon which is still a lot.
"Ehm sorry neng, but specifically for the cuddle, the meat runs out."
Gita squinted her eyes, suddenly she remembered a name 'Dylan'.
"Oh yes, thank you sir," said Gita held back her frustration and then passed from there. When going back to his friends' table, Gita had a glance at the mother of the seller soto who was still serving the buyer.
"Git, I think something's wrong. Look at the sotonya still but kok was said to run out. Um the meat's running out too?" alina asked quietly, feeling sorry for Gita.
"It's been special for me! No matter what, I want to find the culprit first," angry Gita while standing up and leaving her friends, not caring about the screams of those who call her name worried.
Gita swung her pace quickly as she was currently impatient to meet Dylan. It feels like just chopping his hands to make soto. The hunger in his stomach made him more emotional.
"Dylan, get out of you!" gita shouted in front of the door as she saw Dylan sitting down while eating and joking with his friends.
Dylan and his genk turned to Gita, but with faces that were hard to decipher. Then the sound of laughter exploded out of their mouths.
Gita's chest rose and fell withholding emotions, her face was already flushed withholding emotions.
"What's up, Gita? If you want to talk here come in and sit down," said Dylan relaxed and continued eating.
Gita also stepped up to be right in front of Dylan but he did not want to sit down.
"What do you mean threaten the canteen seller so I don't want to buy hah!" angry at Gita, his eyes glared at Dylan.
"Oh you're angry about that? Now you hungry? Haha Kasian," sneered Dylan circus.
"I'm a lager. Why the hell are you so nosy about pestering my life?" gita asked inexhaustible because she thought Dylan's threat was forgotten.
"You forgot our hostility?! I will not forget my threats. I'm going to make your life not quiet here at school" said Dylan looking straight into Gita's eyes.
"It doesn't matter if I'm hostile to you. Am I scared?! But what about my stomach, you have to take responsibility. I'm hungry!" sentak Gita is angry.
"If you want there's still spaghetti," Dylan replied glancing at the spaghetti still left at the table.
"Yes, I ate. Basic irresponsible. Make people starve, "sewot Gita and quickly snatch a box of spaghetti.
He sat there with Dylan and ate his spaghetti.
Dylan and his friends stared in disbelief at Gita. With the indifference of Gita eat, even he seemed to enjoy it.
"Wow it's really good spaghetti. Oh good pantsan, buy at an Italian restaurant yes," said Gita while her mouth was busy chewing.
Dylan's mouth opened so open that he could not be finished with the behavior of the Gita.
How am I gonna feed him? Will I make him not calm down here? Why go behind gini?! Dylan's mind is inexhaustible.
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