Gharib Love

Different Woman

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The day always went by with a sense of speed, it was already Sunday night that had been planned.

"What time's it going?"

WhatsApp Aini in the form of writing has been cast well, so Arif with a gercep responded.

"Once in the afternoon 4!"

"Okay, means I can bobo by noon first. Hehe ... "

"Yes, bobo, it's day!"

"Ready, Boss!"

Aini has revealed that she will be bobo this afternoon, but what is the power when the eyes do not want to be invited to cooperate.

"Why can't you do it?"

Aini throws a question but no ear catches except her own ear.

It was free for him to mutter, if only a pair of ears were listening. But for him the heart began to be relieved when the word that stuck in the bottom of his heart had been thrown away.

Fingers began to explore to explore the world in his grasp, which there is no limit unless the quota crashed alias exhausted.

"Well, watch YouTube."

Aini's thumb finger pressed the red icon that symbolized the video after the eyes explore to be a directional indicator.

Aini is not so happy with the world of film that is aired on television screens, because for her the television shows are very ordinary and the story can be guessed, or even just replace the person who played with the same story.

"Bored with love stories that are often cheated on constantly breaking up and the end of the affair is not faithful as he thought. Al-yes regretted his own behavior. What's good to see?"

Aini is indeed a super thinker girl, a little bit of thought, a little bit of thought. There is no harm in being a thinker.

"Let's hear, my friend! The old saga is new-faced, full of counsel and example; this is in antiquity."

Opening the film had been spinning merrily, Aini fixed her eyes and ears to pay attention to the film she was turning.

Yes, stories of the ancients; cartoons that gave advice and learning about life.

"One two three curves, crocodile head I tap. Four five six curves, the male female I knock."

"Kancil oh Kancil,"

Aini laughed gurgling at the wayward behavior that fooled the ferocious crocodile.

"Crocodile tuh how the hell, even though he is often fooled Kancil. Why believe also with Kancil's ruse."

Aini saw this Old Age film not only once twice, before she watched it on television. But over time, the airing schedule was changed so he no longer followed the development of the story of the Kancil and Crocodile.

In the era of the onslaught of women idolizing Korean opa-opa, a village girl is more fond of cartoons In the Old Age. It's not that he doesn't like someone as handsome as a Korean opa-opa,

"Eeeeeem, the others love Korean movies, but why don't I like them so much?"

The monologue walked slowly,

"What do they like about Korean movies? The song is not clear, I don't know what it means. Some of their behavior outside of filming is also kind of childish, but funny anyway and they're pretty too."

"Yes, I don't really like Korean movies

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Some cartoon films have been spent Aini, but the eyes do not want to set. While the time has shown at 15.30 WIB, gig if you want to sleep.

"Well, not bobo. I've finished a lot of videos."

But yeah how else, though,

Aini's body was upheld, intending to fill the stomach that began to rumble.

"Until the gini's hungry,"

The hand held the stomach that was impatient to work. Legs went home on the ground and swung towards the kitchen.

"What food is inside?"

"Bus ... "

"Mother ... "

Aini's eyes roamed with her mouth unceasingly calling out to her mother.

"Hmm, what's wrong?"

His mother from inside was not done, either,

Ah, so from just now call me just want to ask what side dish to eat. Duh ...

"Eh uh, I guess what's up. Search for yourself there in the kitchen, habits!"

Aini's mother was a little annoyed with her, because from earlier screaming was not clear which turned out to only ask such a trivial thing.

"Eeeeeem, what side dish?"

Aini's face was clear so that there was an answer according to what she wanted.

"Find it yourself!"

Unfortunately, he was disappointed with expectations.

The answer that was spoken was again told to look for itself,

"Ah, but just answer what is the trouble anyway?"

Aini's mouth komat kamit let out a word without her mother's knowledge.

"The habit of keg that, just look at it yourself anyway."

Sahut the mother who heard his words a little although in a quiet voice.

"Ah, he heard."

This time his heart spoke,

Face began to manyun, the hunger is immediately gone, while the legs are still concerned with the stomach that was hungry.

The feet bring the body closer to the plate rack with a distance of approximately 30 centimeters, so that the hands are not far away to reach the plate.

Despite having no appetite, Aini forced herself to eat; because she knew that her stomach was a little sore and rumbling. After all, he had to eat, especially later he would attend events outside the district.

(Some time passed)

Aini is getting ready to go to the event together with Arif, yes her close friend Diki.

"Assynolt,"

Arif's voice rang out until Aini's room,

"Not wearing a hijab yet, either,"

Inner Aini whispered.

"Wa'alaikum greetings, please come in! I'm actually in the hijab first."

"Yes, please!"

They did not leave according to the initial agreement, because Arif there is an obstacle in the house.

Then in the living room Arif was welcomed by Aini's father and mother.

Lengthy times the height of their discussion, starting from the question of which house? Which side? Whose son? Know this what? Where it's going and all.

Until Aini has finished fixing her hijab and also listened to Arif's conversation with her parents.

The palm of the hand is made a backrest, the ears are sharpened, and the eyes are turned round to anyone who speaks.

Seeing the time increasingly sending the sunset, Aini ventured to break the conversation.

"So, don't you go?"

Still with the position of leaning face on the palm of the hand, actually Aini did not want to decide the conversation because they look very exciting. But if not cut off Aini and Arif will not leave. But the day started late afternoon.

"Hehehe, it's so."

Arif agreed to Aini's question, he also felt too cool chatting with Aini's parents. As if not to stop it.

"Yes, Father, Mother. I'm leaving yeah!"

"Yes, be careful." A short word from a father.

"Yes, careful. Don't come home too late!"

Mother's message that was never left when her son was about to leave the house, with whoever it was.

"Yes, assalamualaikum!"

"Sir, Ma'am, say yes!"

Arif does not want if only Aini who say goodbye, and indeed he should have gone to say goodbye.

>>>Bonnect ...