BUCIN (Need Love)
Section 19
...BUCINS...
...(.(.Need Love)...
...Author by: David Khanz...
...Section 19...
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I looked towards Ryan. The flat man was confused.
Suddenly I felt inspired by the emergency situation. Ryan's current whereabouts are absolutely right.
Start fast, I'll grab Ryan's fingers immediately. Grasped fused and tightly in full power. The man was shocked. Originally about to let go, but I held on with all my might while glaring at him fiercely. “This ... this ... Ryan. D-d-d-i-iaa ..my girlfriend.”
Ryan flinched. I felt it from the replex of his strong arm. Back I glared. Gave her a certain code with a smirk of my thin lips. Ask him to remain as quiet and calm as possible.
“Pacar?” Della looked at me in wonder. “Since when did you have a girlfriend? How come you never told me?”
Another with Andre. Men's eyes narrowed, paying close attention to the figure of Ryan who looked shocked and confused. “Seriously? You're not kidding anymore, are you?”
“Yes, I .. uh, ouch! Kok, so me? I mean .. I'm serious. Really serious. This is my boyfriend. Name's Andre. Uh ... wrong! Oh, geez! I mean .. His name is Ryan. Read more Adryan Malhotra.” Suddenly, my tongue could not be compromised. The mouth immediately feels dry to the throat. Damnit damnit! It feels like at this time I need alvocado juice aka avocado. To smooth the oral motion so as not to sprain again.
“Since when did you guys get in touch? All this time I have never seen you two walk together,” Andre said as if investigating.
I tried to curl up while looking at Ryan. He meant to ask that the man be quick to follow this bland little laugh. Thankfully, he understood quickly. A stiff rarity immediately gushed from his lips. Sucks. Our acting is so bad!
“Iya, m-m-me-mang. D-d-d-i-ia new t-t-sudden from j-j-ja-uh . Deliberately came here to see me. B-b-normal .. release longs. Ehehehe!” back I laughed a little.
“Malhotra?” murmured Andre while thinking hard.
“I-i-yah. M-m-malhotra. Indian Peranakan. From papa. Yeah, right, Honey?” ask me while yelling at Ryan's arm to answer ‘iya’.
“Iya, right. My papah India. Original mama .. from Tasikmalaya. Namaste! Kumaha demang?” ryan finally answered.
I breathed a sigh of relief. The man was quick to respond and wanted to be invited to cooperate.
“House demang?” Andre mimicked Ryan's words. “You think this is the age of companies? A demon? Damang ngkali mean you!”
Damnit damnit! Andre chose the wrong word.
“Iya, right. I mean like that. Understandably, long time no visit to Indonesia. Follow Papah in India. Help-help selling cloth for convection,” replied Ryan accordingly. I'm shaking a man's hand. It means giving a code so that he does not talk too much.
“That, yes?” Andre still looked probing with a suspicious look. “Kya tum jhooth nahin **rahe ho? Aapaka ravaiya bahut sandigdh hi!”
SREK'S! SREK'S! SREK'S!
Ryan suddenly scratched his head. This time a little longer than usual. I closed my eyes with a furious mouth holding back my annoyance. Mucus! Didn't expect that Andre, who was acting as a Caucasian, could speak Hindi.
“Jawab alone!” Andre smiled cynically.
“Eh, I .. I .... “ Ryan stammered.
Della who has since noticed Andre's chat with Ryan was also astonished. “Elu both on talking what, anyway? Speak human language wit!”
Andre. “Elu diem aja, Del,” he said accompanied by a smile of millions of meanings. Then I looked back at Ryan and I took turns. “Bas maan lo! Aapane jhooth ball, hi na?”
Ryan did not answer. It'sit's nothing. One of my fingernails pressed the flesh of his palm hard. Anxious at once. It's all because of Ryan's ridiculousness. The show is without an unplanned scenario.
“Sick, Yes,” whispered Ryan.
Huh! I pulled the nail in his palm.
“Look, your face is absolutely no aroma of panipuri spice, Bro,” Andre said after a long time to pay attention to the texture of Ryan's face. “Elu must have Ambon blood derivative, right?”
Be present! I'm getting close to the stand. This lie will soon end shamefully. Why not just come clean from the beginning, if the Ryan is from the Cancar area, East Nusa Tenggara. If you need to add other jokes, such as a neighbor near Betrand Peto. Bust of responsibility and now it's been found out the original nuances, nonsense!
“Already, Ndre. Do not reveal biographies of people. No luck to you,” I said break the mood. Andre chuckles off.
“Why, Lya? Afraid of being caught lying, right? Hahaha.” Andre laughed loudly. Della may be thinking hard, what's going on here. Suddenly he forgot to catch his breath after running after me. It was clearly drawn from the look on his face.
“I didn't lie. Ryan is my girlfriend. We've been in contact for a long time. Do you also want to know when our date is set?” My sadness with that man is growing. Andre was back laughing.
“Gue is new now,” exclaims Andre does not care about my words. “Hei, Bro! You're a technical school kid, right?”
“Kalo yes, why?” ryan asked defiantly. “Yes, it's okay, anyway. Just a wonder. We both studied in a large area, but not too far apart. It's a bit awkward if you really date Alya, but never me or Della see you both go together.”
“Already, Andre. You mean what, anyway, wanna know my business?” It was even more upset to see the man. Again, he did not heed my words. Instead chuckle and keep attacking Ryan with his silly remarks. “Emang need if the courtship people appointed by everyone?”
“Yes, not really, anyway. It's each other's business,“ Andre replied increasingly annoyingly. “Gue hasn't known Alya for long. But he and I have been a couple of semesters one class with him.”
“Terus?”
Andre smiled wryly. “Kalo really you guys have been dating for a long time, why only now I see you both like this. On groggy again. Similar to a couple of forced marriages. Hahaha!”
“Andre!”
He's laughing harder. This time followed by Della who apparently had begun to understand the purpose of the greenish-eyed man's chat.
Ryan took my hand off hard. “Iya! I and Alya have nothing to do. He forced me to make a show. But I can't stand it. From earlier my hand hurt by pricking his nails! Satisfied? Now you want to get out of here, too. There is something more important for me, which is to enter the class following the lecture schedule. Instead of lingering with the talk of these bullshits. Excuse me! I want to go! Thank you!”
“Ryan!” call me. He doesn't care. Stay away with quick steps. “Damn it!”
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