BRONDY CHARM (Trendy Leaning)

CHAPTER 34: INGE

What is the news of Mutia's heart that has just been a nettle almost caught m3sum in the rooftop earlier. Even had dared to repeat the deed in a hallway of stairs . Yes .... The place is indeed narrower and not commonly used. Because people certainly prefer to use a super practical walking ladder and do not make tired legs to go up also down.

Don't ask where Mutia's common sense is, because all she carries around is her baton. I don't know about his brain. So that he was very washed away in the actions of Dirga who always made his heart explode. Especially now, not just a soft lumpy object that infiltrated his mouth. But Dirga's hands are getting naughty too. Perhaps this is the sensation that Nunuk, Shane and Vinsha feel. Mutia already has no questions, the reason why her friend has already played the role of a slengki mother-mom. Buset.

“Tante .. promise that can be this is only me and Om Pras.” Dirga took off their hot kisses, glued his second eel and asked his woman to pledge allegiance to the two men. Minted.

“Ga ..., aunty should only be like Mas Pras.” There was clear glass filtering Mutia's eyeballs. Oh, it turns out Mutia still has a heart for Pras.

“Tante .. Dirga love same aunt. Dirga Just ask for a little part here.” The index pointed at Mutia's chest.

“Sials. You're the only one who doesn't know. Aunty's heart is already Dirga-Dirga because of all your actions, your attention. And everything.” Mutia flipped her body. Shame to admit that Dirga has already mastered half of his heart.

“Gak Tan's. Aunt is not alone. Dirga who has mutia-Mutia on Auntie. Pliiis, take care of Dirga's feelings. Simply Dirga shares the same Om Pras, but not with the others. Dirga want aunt faithful with us.” Love is so selfish that it is willing to share with the husband of people. Pliis asked for an address Ustad which is effective donk, make Rukiyah ni Brondong. The longer you fret.

“Huh ... You go anywhere this long, until the age of your aunt head four new nongol.” Mutia's voice sounded riled up. Fix, Mutia has been playing with Dirga.

“Dirga not going anywhere. But aunty is born fast.” Kekeh Dirga hugged the body that OTW goal was from behind.

“Do not hug many aunts. Your perfume fragrance is different from Mas Pras.” Mutia answered taking off the hug she would surely miss.

“Spiil perfume Om Pras. Let's be equal.” With ridiculous Dirga as if to be no different from Pras, her lover's husband. Mutia did not respond to Dirga's remarks, choosing to immediately find a way out. To re-assemble with the wife of her husband's best friend. His brain returned to its right mind, after twice kissing the rancid, in a rather long duration also tested the adrenaline. Amazing how it feels

“From where the heck, really long.” Nabila interrupted when she saw Mutia coming with a slightly different facial aura. There was also an anxious look on the face of her husband's best friend's wife.

“From rooftop. Meet with Berto and Pras were also there.” Mutia did not want to lie, but the reason why he was there. It should be the same and consistent with Dirga's answer. Because later Berto will definitely tell a story with Nabila.

“Huum ... ordinary is. They want to burn tobacco.” Kikik Nabila who understands the habits of her husband.

“Tanteee ..” Strangled a somewhat coquettish voice approached the table that Mutia and the others were sitting on.

“Inge .” Vein was also suffocated to see the girl who came hysterically hugging her.

“Eh .. kangen really. When to come Nge.” Vena broke her embrace at the girl she called Inge earlier.

“Udah a week here, tan.But be reasonable... just trim kost.” Answer with pleasure.

“No .. big no. Inge wants to be a boarding boy. But, just calm down. Mami Inge's delivery faltered. Aunt was the first person Inge came to ask for alms.” The answer is in the style of a frenzy and a frenzy.

“Mutia .. Nabila, kenamin. This is my sister's son, just moved to college here. And being pretentious .. want to be a child kost.” With no less cheerful Vena introduced her niece.

Inge did have a somewhat rame demeanor, a little careless. He is also the type of person who is easily familiar with others. Seen from his enthusiasm to get acquainted with Mutia and Nabila who immediately embraced with two women in front of him. Because of his passion, he did not look left and right. When he took off his arms, he accidentally nudged the waiter who was tidying a table full of empty glasses. The upshot. Success fell one glass and broke a thousand. Dangdut song kali.

“Iih .. mbak how the hell. The right work donk. It's broken.” Hello .. Inge who nenggenggol, why is he angry. It was not that the servant was already cautious and was trying to dodge. Not that I'm sorry, but Inge's nyolot.

“Sorry mbak.” The maid replied, bowing to pick up the shards of the shard with watery eyes. Finished his career if this is going to happen. The financial fate of the waiter was too dependent on his simple work. If you make a mistake, not only cut the salary he will receive, dismissal can be a possibility that he must accept.

“My sleeve is so wet, stained.” Hardik Inge showed his sleeve that was exposed to the red syrup stain.

“Sorry mbak, I will be in charge of cleaning it.” The servant's words were still in a polite tone and did not try to resist, when it was clear Inge's hand was swaying recklessly.

“Loe what responsibility do you want? Mo wash my sleeves ..trus I have to undress that?” Hey ... why is that bar Inge.

Dirga is wandering around the area. He was in charge of the event. Even though the waiter works under the auspices of the hotel who is working with their EO. However, this excitement is part of the work that he must participate in.

“Excuse me... What's up?” Dirga with a million charms approached the table where Mutia was, and the furore occurred.

“Nothing Ga. Just not intentionally. Inge nudged the glass, and broke.” Clearly Mutia was trying to keep the surroundings from looking crowded.

“Sorry Sir. I was careless, not seeing if this mbak was going to back off when I brought the glass. I was wrong Sir.” Trembling the servant said, admitting the mistake he had not done.

“Oh .. no. He's not the one who's wrong. But I was the one who suddenly backed out earlier.” Hah .. where was Inge's angry atmosphere that was fiery to ask for responsibility to the servant whose heart had been stretched out. All eyes looked towards Inge, not least the servant who had managed to clear the shards of glass shard beneath them.

“This ... make loe replace broken glass because of me. We're at peace." Inge took out a red money slide onto a tray containing a shard of shard in front of him.

All gawking like a toothless cow. Except Dirga.

Dirga who did not understand with the confused look of the women who were around him now.

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