Call Love to Tone

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"Just.." said Nada who this time paused by a long sigh.

Ghibran faithfully still hears every inch of the story that Nada tells tonight.

The words of the long-dependent tone also made the curiosity of Ghibran greater. He impatiently cut and coded for Nada to immediately continue his story.

"What's free?"

Tone shook slowly.

Ghibran scrunched his forehead. "Why?"

"Gue has not been able to be sincere with the departure of one person" said Nada who again hangs.

"Who?" tanya Ghibran was a bit smirk.

Flashback again......

Nada and Bagas became friends who have never been apart since then. And when they entered Junior High, there the two became friends with Mita and Adan.

The tone that does not socialize with friends around also begins to re-open themselves and can play with others. And because Nada is not the type of person who can easily be close to someone, then who can be a close friend of his only three people who are always with him it.

Nada, Bagas, Mita, and Adan. They each began to knit together. They dream of going all over the world and traveling the world together.

Four people who have since met have become good friends and true friends.

Since the four of them became friends, they always strengthen one if one is sad, or is experiencing problems.

And as they began to enter the second grade of Junior High, their mischief increasingly appeared.

They were bar boys that were known to the teachers, the troublemakers.

Rey's sister does not forbid Nada to do naughty, but unfortunately Nada is difficult to give advice.

But what makes Rey can not be too restrict Nada in his mischief, because Nada is the child who is responsible for everything he does.

Every day, Nada would tell about him who had done wrong and was punished with his besties. And Nada must have kept the punishment that the teachers gave.

At that time, the four of them had just returned home from school after five in the afternoon. Because they were punished for cleaning the toilets all day, because they again made a tantrum.

Tone that came home in the bell by Bagas and Mita in the bonceng by Adan.

On a fairly crowded street, Bagas with his prank even stopped the motor they were driving. And that makes Adan who is behind them step on the brake.

Nada and Mita looked at each other.

They were both astonished, why would they even stop here? While this place is very crowded.

Bagas pulled Nada down from the motorbike and approached people who were huddling.

Nada asked Bagas, "Agas. (call for Bagas.) we did this. Serem is a man... Where is it ferociously again like her." said Nada while shuddering in horror to see the people who were there were mostly large and had a very big face.

Meanwhile, Mita and Adan just followed the steps of the two people in front of them without asking what. They think, there is no loss either, right??

The four of them finally got closer to one of the people who looked younger than the others.

"Sisi sis.." said Bagas when he was in front of the man.

And the person who was busy with his affairs in the virtual world was looking up at his head, he saw three Junior High children standing in front of him.

"Why deck?" ask her..

"What's this about here? How much of a race?"

Nada just be a listener without wanting to participate in the second conversation.

"Ooh, this is about to race. But now it's the beginning. Tub who at the race is there" he said pointing to people who are at the starting line.

The one Bagas spoke to laughed softly.

"This is what schoolchildren want to race. He said if they could no longer. So yeah, it's on her racing now."

"Ooh, uh,..." Bagas nodded.

Tone pulled Bagas hand that has since been still holding his hand. And that made Bagas look over. Bagas then raised an eyebrow.

"When do we go home?? Why is it still here?" tanya Tada whispered a little.

Instead of answering Nada's question, Bagas turned to look at people who were ready to race.

"Ntar was Naaad." replied Bagas. He then turned his gaze back to the person before him. "Mmm, sis.." Bagas' words stopped when he realized he didn't know the man's name.

"Call me Bang Adi...."

"Yes.... Bang Adi's,.... If I want to race, can't I?"

Bagas said that made Nada bulge in shock. He hit Bagas' arm to resuscitate him. And Bagas just grimaced quietly without touching the punch of the Tone.

Behind him, Adan and Mita are surprised by Bagas' sudden desire.

Yeah how not suddenly? They now intend to go home because of fatigue after serving the sentence. This is even going to race.

But Bagas doesn't care if he's new to the law. He doesn't feel tired.

And Bagas even said that they do not want to follow the things he wants at this time, yes they live home and sleep in their respective homes.

"What a hell of a lu Leeee,, don't you mind if your son is waiting at home? They are waiting for you who will come home with looh food." said Adan men drama.

Lazy grieving bagas.

"Most watch indosiar lu dramas of Ramadan... Wherever there I have children." said Bagas ketus.

"Lohs... Who is that kid then? No way you, you help the neighbor" Adan said again with a mocking smile.

Bagas pinned Adan's head which even showed off his face with an innocent look.

"Puppy....." Nada and Mita held back laughter hearing the unqualified debate of the two same people.

"Laughter is not papa... Suer dah for alek I am not papa... Lu at ugly if nahan laughs.." said Bagas was so aware of the expression of his two female chum who still held back so as not to laugh.

And finally Mita's laughter broke first. Then connected with the sound of a crisp tone right near his ear.

Bagas snorted asphalt." Huw... Basic Ringtones.... Amita bachan's...."

"The base of the gas cylinder is three kiloo." said Nada and Mita simultaneously.

This time it was Adan who laughed when Bagas mentioned their name. Well, that's the banter they made themselves.

Ramadan Month.... Shahdan/And.

Amita...... Mita

Ringtones.... Tones

Three kilo gas tube... Bagasses

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Hi, dear readers all...

Sorry yes, yesterday the author wanted up, uh can not open dong.... The author thinks his author has a problem.

Uh turns.... Author his abis quota.. Wkwkwkwk..

And thank you, for the readers who are still faithful waiting up their stories.... I'm so sorry that I hang stories so often. Be understood... Sometimes his thor brain can no longer think grooves.

Don't forget the story of Ghibran and Nada yaaaa... And don't forget to leave a trace.... It's easy... Thumb thumbs up.

Love you, see you in the next episode... Babay...