BRONDY CHARM (Trendy Leaning)

CHAPTER 36: THE MADAKK GIRL

The relationship between Dirga and Mutia is still ripe, of course it is still very fresh. Not only because Mutia's opponent was still Brondongan. But the age of their introduction will only spend two full moons. Of course there are not many threads that tangle between the two, in contrast to the relationship between her marriage with Pras which has been more than the age of baliq. Of course all the ugliness of the attitude of the couple is very clearly seen and out. Nothing can be covered when two different people, must live together for a long time.

Smile to yourself, suddenly agitated, annoyed if the notifications are sloping. That is now what happens to the heart of a Mutia who has been stuck in the arrow of romance. And it didn't just hit his heart. But Dirga too. That child had truly placed Mutia in the most special place in his heart. He will only obey the request of lovers of different ages.

What are the advantages of Mutia in Dirga's eyes, then how is the news of her relationship with Aline. What is the son of the mother of the owner of the boarding house who is physically a dream spec of the men must lose to the mother of two children. Trus ... now to just get acquainted with young girls, Dirga felt the need to ask permission from the ‘pacar’. Waw ... is very open this relationship, really do not want there to be a lie between us?

“Chat who the hell .. I'm in front of loe yes. Should be more respack donk same me.” Celtuk Inge who had been sitting opposite Dirga, but was not considered to be close to him.

”Pacar.” Dirga answered, raising her head and looking for Mutia who was sitting not close to the bench she was sitting on with Inge now.

“Oh ... already have a girlfriend.”

“Iya ..”

“Does not, not wives.” Continue Inge who seems like a desperate type of girl.

“Wife also ..” replied Dirga ambiguous.

“That means ..?” telisik Inge is curious.

“Wife people .. wkwkwkwkwk.” In the laughter it holds a faint truth. Only Inge thought it was just a joke Dirga revealed.

“Owwh .. so jargon is now true. The girl loses the same mother-mom. Because people's wives are more challenging?” kekeh Inge who seems to also have a good sense of humor.

“Yess ... thats right.” Two of Dirga's fingers docked and pointed at Inge's face, a sign of agreement with the one that had just been in Inge's culture.

“Kalo wife aja dare to leave embat. I also already have this girlfriend, also must be quite challenging for eloo so interlude.” Tawar Inge.

“Sorry ... My girlfriend is two. And there is no intention to add a collection.” Dirga follows Inge's current style of speech.

“Kalo just to add the collection tuh, do not use the intention let alone the heart. We just have fun. Yuks, rooming. Liat loe earlier made l1bido cave ride tau gak?” what is a human being made of. It was as easy as nawarin himself with Dirga who just a few minutes he knew.

“Loe want to invite me one nigth stand …? Very stale anyway.” Reject Dirga in a joking tone. Dirga still thought that Inge was only joking with his invitation.

“Loe can taste this twitch not?” Oh, my God, Dirga's hand pulled Inge under the table and delivered him safely sentosa in primitive areas that are taboo to touch in any place. Dirga's facial skin instantly flushed like a boiled crab. The place he never touched let alone felt. Then why this crazy girl, it forced her to plunge there.

“Inge ..” There is a male voice calling Inge's name. And it made the owner of the name refused to also take off his hand which was holding Dirga's hand under the table. And the voice of that call was the voice of the god of salvation for a Dirga.

“Uncle Hasan.” Inge stood up and scattered in the arms of her aunt husband.

“What's the latest Om?” hasan has an event.

“Always good.” Inge replied spoiledly while taking off his embrace from the uncle.

“Whose name?” Hasan turned his eyeballs to Dirga who had spontaneously stood up. When Inge stood up.

“Know Inge's new girlfriend. Tamvan is it Om...?” Inge fix yaa. End-stage mental hospital patient, his brain is gesrek severe. Not just acquaintance with Dirga, uh why even ngaku already dating.

“Goodnight Mr. Hasan. I'm Dirga Rahardian. Sorry I'm not Inge's boyfriend. But I'm the one tonight in charge of overseeing the course of this event. I'm EO Team serving events that you host.” Dirga Tidal wants to be known as the girlfriend of this crazy girl. Choosing to claim to be EO at this event for him is more true, will his presence in this place.

“Owwh .. bebeph is working. Kirain is still a college boy.” Inge close his body to Dirga, nempel not only tight, it makes Dirga immediately swipe his body, so that his side is not side by side with Inge's chewy object that he accidentally smashed on Dirga's arm.

“Says girlfriend. How do you know your own boyfriend profession? Sana ... join date.” Hasan had pinched Inge's nose which seemed to have been trained in troublemaking. And was forced to obey the orders of her aunt husband, to leave behind Dirga and Hasan who were still standing face to face.

“Im sorry about our nephew's attitude. The boy did urakan, whatever he said do not put into the heart yes, dek.” Hasan seems to be an uncle who really understands the temperament of his wife's younger brother.

“Iya sir .. I understand.” Answer Dirga politely. Understand what .. Dirga hands had strayed loe gaes, to the swamp area of the female crocodile. It feels good, aah.

While in the hotel rooftop, it looks like two friends are engrossed in enjoying the twisting of tobacco sandwiched between two index and middle fingers. I don't know what kind of shoots I've been. Because their conversation takes a lot of time. The time is dominated by a quiet atmosphere, because only Berto who speaks without a quick response by Pras.

“What do you think, when we find Pearl with a young and foreign man here?” tanya Berto was curious about Pras' feelings.

Only the sound of breezing breezes was caught by the thick of the two. There is no human voice, as an answer to the question. Should Berto learn the science of the heart language. So that he does not need to ask what Pras thinks about his feelings for the Pearl.

“What is your love for Pearl feeling is still as passionate as it was the first time you met her and want to immediately invite her to be your wife?” although not answered, Berto still keukeuh catapulted questions again, although maybe his fate is the same as the peddler when the red light turns on. Must repeatedly knock on the car glass, to attract the attention of the driver. They may need cold drinks or newspapers.

Seriate…