College Boy: Hanung And Wati

Caught

I don't know what kind of demon instigates me, because a few seconds ago I just realized that my actions were wrong, if only I knew for sure they would blaspheme me until the frogs bear lizards. And I'm also pretty sure that Wati knows he's going to be angry.

Why would I say that? Because tonight I'm eating together with the same flower pots on the side of the road, eating his favorite chicken.

Absolutely it is not my fault, because the flower pot I made nemenin he ate with the frills treated.

Well, which boarding child is not affected if there are frills treated? And he said the flower pot my treat as a thank you because it has helped him.

Alesan is that mah. Tell him he misses his handsome ex, wkwkwkwk.

"If you eat both gini again, I'll be in the past."

Hearing his chatter I so stop grunyah and when I glanced at him, the flower pot again smiley. Kan, really my guess must be at the end of it he misses me.

Haah, tayi cat. I want to throw up a rainbow.

"Lo still want to, Nung? At that time you were willing to be punished for me," he said while looking at me.

I was stared at, even dumbstruck. The problem is that I forgot the story. Would I be punished for him? When is it, I really don't want to.

"Which one?"

"That's it, when I don't wear the same buckle tie fitting ceremony, you willing pinjemin buckle the same tie you make me."

As far as I immediately want the same incident, I was actually punished to stand on the field respect the flag for an hour more in broad daylight because I did not use the full attributes during the ceremony. And in hindsight, I wonder if I want to do that?

After the same incident I nodded briefly. "Oh, yes inget. Because of my skin being striped," I said without expression.

My skin used to be striped, but fortunately now it is not anymore.

Small laughing flower pots. "Keep it too? When I was sick, I waited all day in Uks.

Without a cry before, and for the second time I did a short nod.

If the one waiting for him in Uks anyway, I still want to be fished without having to be fished first.

A bit of a story, so at that time his magh disease of flower pots relapsed, continuing he was taken to the same uks same class.

Why didn't he go home? That's because in his house there was no one, his parents again went to Bandung for his grandfather nengokin who was sick, his brother went to college, his brother who was still in school. So I think it's useless if my flower pot is anter home.

And since that time uks guards again take maternity leave, PMR children are also no longer there, automatically uks no guard. I voluntarily took care of him until he returned to school.

And because of him, I so skipped lessons, punished wc netiin wc same pull the grass, but fortunately not until reported to the parents.

Huh, from the past. Flower pots are not good for me, and thankfully now I'm an ex.

"If you want our past, I'm a miss. Don't you think so?" ask her shyly.

Naikin next to the eyebrows was my response when I saw he was shy like that.

And I confidently replied, "No."

"What time?"

"Well, why do I miss the past."

The flower pot looked megem, if from the look of his face he seemed sad. Somewhat sad but bodo very, the pain was not comparable when he broke up I just because 'I want to focus'. Chees.

Speaking of the past, I honestly miss and what I miss is not the past that is related to flower pots.

What I missed when I was a kid. I kangen nyolong rambutan, play hide and seek in the grave, nyari fish at times but the dapet even tadpole, climbing the mango tree round and round the body gatel-gatel gegara bitten by ants, ant, nyabutin cassava rods to mgejomplang, playing firecrackers, sarong war, and many more.

"Hm, Nung. I'm sorry, yeah." Flower pot suddenly talking.

And for the second time I stopped. For a moment, I was silent to think for a moment about the apology that suddenly triggered his lips.

At first I did not understand, but a few seconds later I understood and understood in what direction the talk was.

And, with misery I choose to pretend I don't understand. "I'm sorry about what?"

I didn't believe the flower pot, but not long after that he said, "Lo don't understand what I mean?"

"No."

After hearing my answer, the flower pot thinned his lips and continued to smile thinly. "Oh, jude. Lupain is." So said.

After that he did not say anything more and preferred to continue eating.

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Chicken penyet same iced tea drinks my order the same flower pot already abis, it's a sign I can go home to boarding.

But before I go home I intend to make him go home. Even though his status is ex, I who incidentally is a real man will not let a girl go home alone let alone fit this malem.

The danger is that, afraid of being teased by the roadside. Hih, chop meow.

"It's dumb, the hunt's up." I said when he stretched he was even dumbly standing next to Bagong, when I had turned on the motorbike, ready to leave.

The flower pot that had been dumbfounded, now even gerjap-ngerjapin his eyes. "Lo want me to come home?"

I nodded briefly, giving him a helmet. "Well, when did I just let you go home alone?"

Smiling flower pots while wearing a helmet. "So much attention." He said he was still smiling. The characteristics of people can not move on tuh, yes like that.

"God!" I reflexively turned to the source of the sound, and spontaneously my eyes widened when I knew who was calling.

******! nyi Wati Blorong's. How the hell could he be here? How come the big face is here too?

"What's going on here?" ask me who was amazingly surprised by the presence of Wati.

And with a look of anger Wati also replied, "I should be so lo! What's going on here?!" Wati noleh towards the flower pot while pointing. "He who?!"

Seriously, squirming him angry like that suddenly I so hard to talk, make goosebumps.

"My name is Bunga, Hanung's ex." The flower pot introduced itself, and it was a success for me and Wati was shocked.

"Well?!"

"Ti-"

I haven't spoken yet, I want to explain. Wati has returned first nyamperin mas-mas face barrel from just now just listen like a rice agent.

"Mas Ken, let's go home."

"Who? Don't buy chicken?"

"No, suddenly I'm going to throw up."

"Judek. Come on, let's go home."

Without looking back, Wati continued walking. Even if they had gone Wati at all noleh.

Crazy, my head's dizzy. He's angry with me. Huhuhoo.

"He who?"

"My girlfriend."

"Lo's girlfriend? Wooh, I think he's mad that's the same lo."

After the pot of flowers like that, my head is more dizzy. I really want to turn into an ultramen.