BETTING

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Today they officially moved house. Celine has made a choice. His encounter with Bisma at that time did not find a common ground. They should know themselves, just hitchhiking. At any time if necessary, the owner may evict.

"That desk over here, sir. Well, if this one gets shifted. The closet in the corner." He pointed at the truck driver and his men to arrange the goods.

Sent by Siska on his duck bike, the two of them went around looking for a contract. From morning to evening, round the city from end to end. Look for one that is not too far from work, but at an affordable price. So that he does not need to worry too much about the cost to pay. They deliberately changed the day off so that they could have a holiday together. Thankfully, I finally got this house. Single wooden house, not too big with three rooms. Per month the rent is one million rupiah.

He begged the homeowner to be granted waivers to be able to pay the monthly rental fee. At first, the father did not want to. You have to pay per year. But when he said to be occupied by orphans, the father finally relented.

At night they immediately transported goods because there was no time anymore. Children while held Bik Onah and Susi. He and Siska headed for the new house.

Fortunately, there was money given by Abah Ummi. He's paying for the rent for the next three months. The rest is for renting trucks and operating expenses of children. There is still little for daily needs. Just surviving was enough for him. Saving the apalaginl takes the children way to the center of the crowd, maybe for now it is just a dream.

Actually Broto already offered one of his rented houses for them to occupy. The house was clinging to one another, whereas he would bring twenty super active and noisy children. It could disturb other neighbors.

It can be free, but on condition that he will accept the application. Celine refused, not ready to get married. Especially with aki-aki Broto's age, who is more worthy of being a father than her husband. For him now, the most important thing is the future of the children who have become his responsibility.

"Come, we'll eat first." Siska came with a bag of rice and iced tea.

Celine, Siska, the truck driver and his men sit cross-legged enjoying a rice pack filled with omelet, sauteed kale and sambal. They eat with gourmand. As it turned out, lifting and moving things was quite a blow as well. After this they had to return to the old house to bring the children.

"How much is it all, Sis?" He took out a wallet to pay. It doesn't feel good to be treated with friends. Although familiar, he knows his best friend also unya own needs.

"Udah no need. It's nothing." reject the delicate Siska. Although often troublesome, however Celine is his only friend. The place divides the story, the likes and sorrows.

"Don't do that." The girl felt bad. Siska helped him too much. Since the beginning they knew, never mind sharing various things, including material for the sake of their children.

"Udah. I also often get free lunch from your boyfriend. Consider it break even." They laughed amusedly as they remembered Mr. Broto.

After finishing eating and cleaning the room, they immediately rushed back to the parlor as it was already afternoon.

"Come, Sir. We'll pick up the kids." Celine gave instructions.

* * *

"Hello ... How, Sir?" Bisma picked up the phone that was ringing earlier.

"Oh, so. So, they've cleared the place?" His hand moved around the pen. "alright. Then we can start the project, yeah."

"OKAY. We can continue to meet later."

Clik. Phone connection disconnected.

Bisma sighed. Celine hasn't given up yet. "How strong are you, baby. I'll wait for you." A meaningful smile fell on his lips.

At first glance he remembered his memories long ago, when he first knew the girl.

"Eh, uh there's a saucy maba." Steven started the story. This guy is always up to date when it comes to beautiful girls.

"Which one?" ask Bisma curious.

There are some beautiful and seductive new students. He himself had been after it for a long time. As in previous years, it has become a habit of them to mark one to be a girlfriend. Who the hell doesn't know? The son of the foundation owner. Anyone who dared to refuse. He was always a snatch. A pride for women if they can hold one of them.

Basic player cap axe.

"Now, look." Steven pulled out his latest Sony camera. Seraut face ayu nan soft appear adorning the screen of the sophisticated object. The five of them were scrambling to look on out of curiosity.

"Gue did not deliberately take pictures as the motto of ospek activities." He showed Celine a picture of him to his friends.

"Yes. It could be, too, sweet." Dave, one of them was commenting.

"It's normal." replied Bhishma. "Geeky, innocent. Most of the village." His mouth cannot be guarded. It was a pity to come out from a handsome, educated-looking man.

"Well, that's exactly what I'm looking for. Plain, geeky, still fresh, untouched by any man. It's still virgin." Steven blinked his eyes.

Hearing Steven's words, they burst into laughter. Some even shook their heads in a funny way.

"Have. Ayu tenan rek." Arthur took a few pictures. His eyes were still focused on looking at the few girls.

"Yes, you. Bule's face, was born in America. Come home here mother tongue out again. Basic wong ndeso." Dion chimed in by imitating the Javanese language dialect is very thick.

The screams are getting louder. Their laughter echoed in this cafe. The other visitors looked over and wondered. What are these five men talking about, to the point of being so noisy.

"Eh, how about we bet this chick." Steven ngusulkan's. Fun too if you play like this once in a while.

"Well, stale you. Mulu girl bets. Drink it you're not strong. Maen PS lost. Watch your bokep squirt first." replied Bisma Ketus. This guy really likes to talk original. T**o the point.

"***** are. Come on, make some exclamations. Boss it's me." Steven is still trying to seduce his friends.

"Gue males. Mending to the club, dapet cute, brush." Dave refuses. He's anti-facing. But if the ONS, very demen. Getting into a serious relationship with a woman is troublesome. For her, the woman is more comfortable being used as a tool for fun.

"Eh, let me suck if I bet that. But I'm a record breaker. Bobol. You're all on never been, right?" jerek Steven That's the truth.

"Yes, deh. That's what we're doing." Dion said lazily. Wanted to hang out with his friend on this one. If you need to study, how to get a virgin girlfriend.

"Mantep, man. It feels different." All speechless. Each one threw his face. If this is the case, the four of them feel allegated with Steven's behavior is super smart.

"Lu can be proud of the cute napkins at the club. But dipake doesn't taste good. Different from the same virgin, especially she is still shy. Gemes me." continued Steven. Just imagining it makes him unable to stand it.

"Well, napa so I'm going to, '" said Arthur.

"Ah, lots of bacots. You think you can get virgin. I can too." Bisma provoked emotion. Not accept him. He wanted to prove that he could too.

"Judah, you dare not?" Steven challenged.

"Okeh. Who's afraid!" answer the steady bisma.

"Well, that's exciting. What reward?" Dave chimed in.

"If Bhishma could get a girl. Take this my camera." Steven put the camera on the table.

"OKAY. But you're sure she's still a virgin?"

"I'm sure." The man put on a serious and convincing face.

"if not? We don't know. Can be a plain face but the original is already dilapidated."

"Gini aja's. If he is already virgin when you sleep, I give you a ticket traveling to Labuan Bajo. Coincidentally in travel Mama again there is a promo."

Bisma nodded her sign in agreement.

"But if he rejects you, I win. You helped me research my thesis. You're the thinnest brain among the five of us." Steven patted Bisma's shoulder.

"It's kind of like that thesis. I have got it spun. Stay ahead of the trial."

"Well, that's cool. But I want proof. If it's true, he's still a seal. You took a picture of his blood."

"Sip. But I'm not in a hurry, yeah. I want a girl first. Want to fuss with girls model so. I've never."

"Deal?"

"Deal!" They both shake hands.

"Eh, what's his name?" Ask Bisma curious.

"Celina Andini's. The kids call him Celine."

Bisma smiled at jumawa. I feel like he will win this bet. Plain girl is so, surely will quickly get it. He forgot that not all women can be played.

Crings ....

Bhishma's daydream stopped when the phone call came in. Her memories of Celine and her college days suddenly crumbled when she saw the name on the phone screen.

Mamma.

"Hello ..." He answered a call from his wife. For several months they have been serving the *long distance marriage.

"Mas still in the office*?"

"Yes, honey. Why?"

"Ga, just call. Thank you, Deva has started attending school here. Play group."

"Good then. Ask the baby sitter to continue to ngawasin, yes. Such an old boy, take care of him." He's ordering.

"Mas, don't be naughty as long as I'm gone." There was a suspicious tone in his voice.

"Engga, lah. Don't be like her husband" she whispered. Though he had planned something, to ensnare another woman.

"Yaudah, I'll call you again. Bubbys."

Click ....

Phone connection disconnected. Bisma folds her legs. His body was leaning against the chair. His hands are folded behind his head. Eyes closed. Imagine all the things that are difficult to accept with reason. Things that have happened in the last few months.

What exactly have you done? He asked himself. His little heart answered.

I'm going to win this bet.