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The MiLiDiPi?

The story revolves around four girls who become best friends. Their unbreakable friendship, solidarity and cohesiveness make them more familiar than siblings. No meaningful fighting, only occasionally complaining but not seriously, sort of joking together when gathered.

Let me introduce you to the four girls.

The first was the smart Mia, she was a successful doctor in her young age. Sweet, beautiful, and friendly. Mia is also liked by many people because in addition to being kind, she is also a patient and far from the word bar-bar. However, originally. Ha-ha-ha, Mia is a girl who likes to curse when exhausted and that she does just in front of her friends.

The second is Lisa, since childhood she aspires to become a policewoman and thankfully she managed to make it happen. The boy was firm, wrong, wrong. Right, yes right. Black will never turn white in front of it. His son was also friendly, but like there was a wall that gave distance so that no one was too close and pretentious to him. In fact, Lisa is actually just a whiny girl who complains when it is collected. Every time something is complained about.

Third cute one, Dina. The smart one who became a young lecturer at one of the leading universities. His small and petite stature often makes him mistaken for a college boy rather than a lecturer. This smart guy also if in front of his friends turned into a person who always complained about the children who follow the eyes of his college. Tape he said, not to mention he was often teased. I want to get thumped by people.

The last one is the Piya, this one's a charm-tender. Smile here and there and hobby blinks his eyes when he sees a handsome god creature. Especially if the appearance is not helped, surely will be directly invited to the road or just a photo together. Originally, Piya never once dated. He believes that straight marriage is better than a long courtship and breaking up in the middle of the road. The attitude of Piya that he displayed in public was inversely proportional to what was in front of his friends. He loved the exhibition of photos he had just taken with the cogans who were victims of flirting himself.

All four are good children with their own characteristics. Weekends become a gathering time for all of them and become a place to release all complaints or just short stories that are completely meaningless. As at this time, the four sweet virgins were busy chattering each other alternately while occasionally chewing the snacks they carried each. They often exchange the food they bring.

"Yo, how are you guys doing this week? ask Piya to begin.

"Cape my work" complained Mia.

"Patients who come all in complaining, not to mention their eyes on the equipment everywhere. It feels like I want to punch a punch, for I'm self-conscious and they're my patients, huh!" close Mia ending her complaint.

"What about Di?" asked Mia while glancing at Dina.

"Not much different from you. The difference that is the cause of my problems is that the students who like my teasing, continue they are also very whistling like birds, maybe their throat is the same bird throat, the same bird, because the original sound is like a bird that is again a whistling whistling competition," replied Dina, a sigh of fatigue sounded from the lips of the girl.

"Nothing is the same as what I've been through. I swear I sprained, there was a reckless biker ticketed just so he could dreadlocks not clear. Keep asking for my phone number, do you want to order?!" sidelines Lisa with a sour bent face.

"Keep you loving?" piya asked, glancing at her friend.

Lisa nodded while smiling at the jail. "Oh, obviously I love you. I give you my commander's most sadistic number. Bwa-ha-ha-ha, hot, hot with her ears. Am I really bodo?!" lisa said with a sadistic laugh, it seems she was very happy to have succeeded in giving a reply to the person she was told just now. RIP for that poor rider.

"What about Pi?" tanya Mia represented her other two friends.

"What do you add to your collection?" dina wanted to know.

"Gue guess is definitely plus and quite a lot of numbers!" connect Lisa with a smile full of confidence.

"Gue sometimes pity your victims, they're on your PHP-in!" lisa said while shaking her head.

"Eit, there's no such thing as a victim here, yes. They agreed and I had no meaning at all. I asked for permission and they said yes, we keep taking pictures together. Cekrek, cekrek, cekrek, keep saying thanks and done."

"Put them on hope the same you," added Dina.

"Gue doesn't give you hope, give me a phone number."

"Okay, stop talking about that. I'm bored again and need this job," cut Mia quite seriously.

"Lu's short of work, Mi? I've been home a lot!" reply Piya while chuckling small.

"In my house too" Lisa continued sonorously.

"My house is the same, lots of piles of clothes, dishes, you can also mop and clean the window glass!" Dina ended the speech with a sweet, sinless smile.

Mia was shaking the heads of her three lucknut friends. "In my house if only so many, Maimunah?!" ketus Mia is upset.

"I mean we work together on the weekend so don't drill like this. You're not afraid to stretch if you hang out while chewing endlessly on this cake?" continue the girl.

"Fat is relative, I'm a fool of the same number weighed. The more I think, the more stressed I will know!" reply Dina, Lisa nodded in agreement with the words of her friend.

"I don't know what I'm eating, I'm heavy without change. I never thought about weight again!" piya said relaxed.

"Trus you want to make what activities to fill free time, so it's more useful, right?" piya glanced at Mia.

"Hmm, there's not much I think we can do. Most of us make a charity auction, auction our goods that are not used, continue the auction results donated to the orphanage or whatever is it."

"It's just for the short term Mi. If you're still bored, what are you gonna do?" ask Dina to take it seriously.

"Where if we make a small practice, for patients who we can not afford to give free, but if the patient people are we love a lot of bills, he-he," lisa's origin without thinking.

"Gue agrees!" the three friends said in unison. It turns out that an idea without a second thought can be the desired solution.