Boyfriend Lies

BC 17 | Rooms Cost (2)

I didn't go to sleep even though the top was empty. Intentionally choose to spend time by folding Kak Bagas clothes, then store them in the closet. It looks like a newlywed. The truth lives the role because it turns out to be fun too, yes. Hihahi.

Some formal shirts and shirts are already on both shelves. The uniform that Kak Bagas later wore was also neatly hung. There was a bundle that had not yet entered its place. However, once the bundle opened, my hand settled down, unwilling to budge. How'this? This is, right, Bagas's underwear. I put in, no, huh? Ouch.

My hands cupped my face in shame. Feeling peeking, even though only a pile of pants and t-shirts inside. Confusion is too controlling, so I can not do any movement.

"Save, aja, awa."

"Huh?!?"

My body flinched, turning towards him with a feeling of disdain. Bagas has opened his eyes. I don't know since when he's been sitting leaning against the wall of the room.

"****** *****, 'right?" His face was very relaxed, even though this was about sensitive matters. "Keep first, just let later brother who goes into the closet."

Suddenly the room was hot. In order to cover the burning hue of the cheeks, my head then shifted its gaze.

"Malah salting," he murmured who now felt stepping towards me.

Still with the relaxed mode Kak Bagas do the movement. He took the underwear bundle near me, then neatly stored it into the wardrobe.

"Well, already," he said as he took a sitting position next to me. "So this is it, huh?"

"What?" I asked who was feeling a bit better.

"Hm .. we."

"Huh?" What, anyway? What's he trying to say?

"Hm, good looks, good roommates too. What is marriage, aja?"

"What's married?" Spontaneity I ask so.

Bagas seemed to be holding back laughter. "What's the difference try?"

Why am I the one being asked? Unable to give any answer, my eyes blinked a few times. The two cheeks that had originally been fine, now felt burned again.

"Clearly, darling. I think you understand better than brother." She flirted, pulling my hand to look at her again.

"I, right, just asked. Not that I understand." I'm starting to be angry.

"Hm, sure you don't understand?" He's getting crazy pranking by poking the cheek a few times.

"Yes, Dara doesn't understand." My head shook. Strive stubbornly to save self-esteem from embarrassment. "Some, Brother. We're not seventeen yet, can we get married?"

"Would you marry first or marry first?"

"Geez!" I screamed because he didn't stop playing around.

"Can, Honey. Siri's wedding, aja. Lots, really, in the soap operas that marry young."

I laughed without a sound. "Sinetron's sacrifice turned out."

"Hah, that's for sure if later married sister wants the same Adek." He started acting romantic.

"Remain, would you like to be with Dara?" I stared full of search.

"Remain, you know," he answered without thinking.

"Later sister Niesel, you know."

Brother Bagas smiled. "It's precisely the sister will miesel if you lose Adek."

"Jeez .. gombal." Both cheeks were burning.

"Seriously. Do I need proof? You can, really, call mom now. Ask to be married to Adek, if necessary now."

"Eh, no!" I held her hand that was about to pull the phone out of her pants pocket. "We're in the room again. What if they misunderstand?"

"Misunderstand what?" Bagas looks confused.

"Yes, misunderstand me. Try, brother thinkin. We're in the room again, there's no wind there's no rain to marry now. Yeah, they must think we're unboxing first."

"Unboxing?" repeat Bagas while holding back laughter.

Gosh darn. Again I was wrong.

"Pinter, yes, sister. Use ask marriage first what marriage used to be, and now there is unboxing language. How is unboxing?"

"Ah, ah, ah." I pushed his body until it fell. "Why, anyway, godain mulu?"

"Yes, funny run out. Adek white face, once salting becomes charred."

Hearing him who was chuckling, I smacked his body all out. He thought it was funny to joke around. I don't know anything about marriage, marriage, or unboxing.

"OK, okay, sorry. Brother won't be like that anymore."

Surprisingly, no matter how much I hit, he seemed to receive without screaming in pain. He sort of held back so that this furore was not heard until it came out. His face turned red making me unbearable. Inevitably, I relented and stopped giving punches.

"What's lunch, what do you want?" Bagas really stopped talking about it.

"Whatever, anyway, but I think it's hard to order food online."

Yeah, I know. Had seen for yourself, around here there are no famous restaurants or restaurants that usually do inter-service messaging.

"Yes, what makes you the most, how?" tanyakanya.

"Bikin what?" I know if there is a public kitchen can not be as good as wearing it.

"Bikin special food kos child." Both of his eyebrows raised while smiling widely. "You?"

"Boiled noodles?" I was just making sure. Especially try typical food kos children if not that?

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The truth is there is a common kitchen. It's definitely on the second floor, before the clothesline. There are already two furnace stoves, two sink tubs, potluck cookware, and refrigerators. There is nothing in the refrigerator, there are only a few bottles of water that have been labeled the name of each owner.

Bagas took over our lunch menu. Simple menu ala indekos child it is made with full spirit and concentration. Please be advised, this is the first time she has cooked after parting ways with family. It must feel strange and exciting.

"Mie made a good sister, you know."

I nodded, spreading a smile as necessary. Everywhere the name boiled noodles, yes, so-so it tastes. Unless the noodles that Kak Bagas cook are modified in such a way with spices. It can be considered delicious and not.

"Eh, new room dwellers, huh?" The greeting sound was heard along with the entry of someone into the kitchen area. The man, who is thought to be a health student, came with the woman who chose to stay in the doorway.

"Yes, Brother. Hello, Bagas." Bagas held out a hand free from the spoon.

"Greetings, yes. I'm Arman." That fluffy smile seemed to be a sign that he was a humble figure. "Where's the school, Gas?"

"SMK Nation, Brother. I'm PKL at RSJ."

"Oh, pharmacy, yeah. Kirain is in college." Suddenly the man named Arman turned his eyes to me. "This is her boyfriend?"

I straightened up while giving her a smile.

"Yes. My girlfriend, brother," replied Bagas Cengengesan.

"Sovernight too?" show me.

"Ah, no." I was in a hurry to clarify.

"Class sister, sister. So it's not PKL." Bagas explained.

"Byeah, kirain PKL together."

"No. It also comes back home. Wait for the afternoon" said Bagas again.

"Well, even if it's a holiday, aja. It's free here."

Well, wear seduced so too.

"I also heard it here free to bring friends, Brother."

But, he responded with pleasure.

"Yes, indeed. Oh, my girl's been nginep a week."

We looked at the woman still in the doorway. One look at her with a feeling of hesitation, we nodded and smiled at her.

"Sunday, Brother?" Bagas looks enthusiastic. "It's not the same problem with the cost owners?"

"Lho, you don't know? The building owner, right, is a Jakarta guy. Come here if you pay rent, aja. He is also flexible. The origin of responsibility may be if for example the girl why-why."

Heads down. Kak Bagas feels wrong to have a boarding room.

"Later if for example the girls take off invite, aja, nginep. Let there be my girl friend."

After speaking so, they passed from the kitchen area. We who were left behind went so face each other.

"What?" spray me, even though Bagas did nothing. I just feel like he seems happier hearing about the freedom of his index building.

"So. Nothing," he said, shaking his head. "Yes, kali, aja, Adek also want to nginep."

"Enak, aja. Gini-gini is also afraid of sin," I looked.

"Well, what, take away sins. What are we gonna do?"

"Huh?" I was lost for words, especially since Bagas began to walk closer.

"Udah, don't pervert his mind."

"Who's the pervert?" my screams don't take.

"That was a sin." His ear is pointing at my face. "Aware of nginep won't make a sin of times, dear. There are two beds in the room."

"Nye-nye-nye," I answered accordingly.

He chuckled, pulling my chin to stop turning away. "The point is that you just want to say, no matter how free the conditions here you can take care of yourself and keep lust."

His voice sounded soft in my ears. A moment to breathe, he continued. "It means free for the brother, free to bring Adek in and out to play. Free without time limits. That's all you need. Brother also wants to see his girlfriend here, cook and eat together, keep his afternoon bobbed seen earlier. Not more and not less. So, do not think strange because the environment you choose is like this. Brother also might not dare to act past the limits. You get it up here, don't you?"

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