His wife, Mr Guru ?
Just simple reason, 'cause I love you
Just simple reason, cause I love you....
(Simple reason, because I love you.)
Arkala Mahesa
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"Mas go straight to the cafe,"
"Sha entered first, "Shania grabbed the back of Arka's hand and opened her seatbelt, but just as she opened the car door, she turned around.
"Mas, can I use the motor yet ?" ask Shania.
"Where are you going ?"
"Normally never did, either" he said.
"You'll have lunch on Route 78" he replied, Arka nodded.
"Okay, "Shania stepped out of the car.
Arriving at home, Shania immediately changed her ash skirt, putting it in the washing machine.
"Hemmm, scented ! bi Atun cook what ?!" ask Shania.
"Pesmol neng, monggo.mumpung is still anget, "
"What's bi right ?" ask Shania.
"Fish the goldfish, was bought at the greengrocer who passed by the front of the house.mas Arka likes goldfish, neng !" Shania berohria with the body that vibrates, because it is attached to the washing machine that is working.
"Bi, Shania eat it together mas Kala aja yes, because all you want basketball exkul !" bi Atun nodded.
"So this is her lunchbox bring two neng ?" ask bi Atun.
"Don't do that, let's split up. The one box of rice, the other side dish, the same fish stir-fry in plastic only bi, afraid of the sauce mixed into the peddle," pointed out Shania, hanging her skirt on the back clothes.
"Okay, neng !" bi Atun gave his thumb.
"Sha, get changed !" Shania snatched her proud shirt, the girl now even kissed her, the smell of soothing clothes softener. Comb her hair and braid it like an elsa and then pair a bandana to hold her bangs.
"Neng, do you want to play basketball again ? his feet are not why napa ?" tanya bi Atun tidied into a paper bag.
"Engga bi, it should be biasain. Being an athlete is even injured. Sha bring this !" he lifted the decker to his feet and put it in a blue bag bearing his cheque.
"Yes, that's lunch, the spirit of neng !" the Serik bi Atun.
"The spirit of dong bi, for the sake of mind.mau pramainin mas Kala !" bi Atun smiled bitterly at this little master. So just simple if you want to be proud of Kala, just need to be his companion, always be next to him and support him, but it turns out to be proud of the version of the boy did not get to that brain.
Shania hung a paper bag on a motor hanger and her bag was a sling.
Click !
Helmet mounted. Shania drove her motorbike past the security guard post that looked empty this afternoon, whether where the two security guards went to this complex. Shania's motorbike goes into the big road, joining the other riders.
Shania walked into the cafe, splitting the crowd at lunchtime, towards the kitchen door.
"Hello folk Bikini b*ttom !!!" shania exclaimed, they turned their heads.
"How are the fighters doing ?!" ask her, said Shania can always provoke employee laughter here.
"Neng Shania ! kamana wae, ni awis tepang ! healthy ?" (neng Shania ! where you go, rarely see).
"Yes, pangestu ! tos tapa ti guha (there's still, healthy ! I'm dead in the cave)" Shania continued, laughing with Mila.
"Don't you know, Mila tea is the same as Shania said what ?" arga asked Lukman by patting him on the shoulder.
"Somewhat, who's the pangestu ?" lukman asked back, Arka could only shake her head.
"Mas, lunch is coming !!" Arka squinted to see the stelan used by this girl.
"Basketball ?" she asked, Shania nodded as she grinned the horse.
"Didn't it just permit lunch ?" Arka finished his task and turned off the roasting machine, started grinding the coffee beans, and put them into the espresso making machine.
"Emang nganterin lunch right ?" his ringis wiggled the paper bag in front of his face.
Arka puts a glass of espresso in the tray that Dimas will bring, passing through the portal between the kitchen and in the cafe where Dimas and Risti are waiting.
Arka wiped the hand she had washed, and took off the appron, bringing Shania into her room.
"Bye guysss !!" Shania waved her hand.
"When do you permit basketball ?" ask her coldly. It looks like basketball, will be a sport that Arka hates now. He used to love him so much.
"Emang ga can ya, will be daftar any longer Sha want to list, so it must be used again mas, "his answer began to link his eyebrows astonished with the plin plan attitude Arka.
"Your knee just got injured, you want another basketball ?"
"What the hell, he said permit me to make a list, but I think warming is even prohibited !" Shania threw down her pan*tat on the chair. Arka sighed and sat down in her chair.
"Feed first ! let's get the plan, Sha also deliberately wants to eat lunch here ! want to eat !" the thrill, like this is something that is proud and deserves a reward, may be money or accept the proposal of Dispora??! yeah !!
One by one hand Shania poured stir-fry, pesmol and parchment on the Arkan eatery. As for hers, only stir-fry and parchment.
Arka raised her eyebrows next to.
"Why don't you use the pesmol" asked Arka.
"She wants to be an athlete, a good fish !" his lips.
"Tau, but Shania can't eat goldfish."
"Why ?" what else could this girl not eat, other than medicine of course.
"Many of his fine thorns are rich actors ! it likes to get stuck in the throat,"
Arka fused his eyebrows what the relationship of fish thorns with pelakor, there is only.
"So you can't misahin meat as fine thorns ?" Shania nodded confidently.
Arka took her fish and separated the meat from the fine thorns and put it in Shania's place of eating, making the girl gawk, as if she was a little sister who needed to be fed.
"Eat, "Arka again feed the rice part.
Shania complied and began to include fish in her feed, her tongue sorting out whether there was a foreign object that disturbed her every time she enjoyed fish meat, but the results were nil. Is the man in front of him some kind of superhero, or even a doraemon ? that can always help nobita. By the way nobita is like a reflection of himself loh !
"Enak mas, Sha likes !" the girl was getting excited to eat. When his mouthful was about to run out, he glanced at the watch. Pas ! there is a difference in time so that he does not feel stomach pain because he has just eaten and will do sports.
"Mas, I pinjem laptop dong !" Shania issued all the registration requirements.
Arka pushes the laptop in front of Shania.
"Let the mas isiin, you dictated it, "he said.
"Okay mas, "Shania began to dictate while Arka typed, starting from name, address, school, height and several hundred columns that must be filled in order to fill out the online registration form. Including Shania certificates and charters.
"Is this all true ?" ask Arka.
"Udah mas," just click send only, but it feels a little heavy. Given the high probability of Shania passing the selection, Arka accidentally had heard the other day at school, several high-profile private basketball clubs and from basketball colleges contacted the school to find out Shania's address and identity to offer her to join, after a match that left the girl's knee injured.
He turned to his little wife, who was still looking at the data in detail once again.
There was a sense of unwillingness that hung in the sky the heart of Arka.
"Udah mas, "the round eyes turned to him, so clear and adorable. Right said Dimas clear water-rich gallons.
"Okay, bismillah !" arka Mummings.
"Bismillahirahmanirrahim, "Shania covered her face and stomped her feet in panic.
Click !
Send succesfull !
Shania squealed stifled, she then looked again to the bottom page of the blog, what facilities will be obtained when participants pass the selection.
His eyes were increasingly sparkling in order to see the facilities he got as an athlete.
International Venue, Representative dormitory, ac, bathroom, laundry, and so on. Even personal equipment such as clothing is provided here, especially pocket money every month. And of course the opportunity to train fighters abroad, it means he can spread his wings in the international arena. The sparkle of amazed and happy eyes is not in line with Arka's dim eyes, he must be sincere... Shania must be happy, her future should not be crazy while carrying children at a young age, especially the potential of this girl, but is she able to ? come on dude ! you are a human being, who still has an ego.
"Mas, it's 2 o'clock..Sha to school first. The kids are gathering !" disperse the Arka's daydream, he glanced at the baby-blue clock labeled G shock that looked soft on his soft skin.
"You want to take it ?" Shania shakes.
"Go on, Shania doesn't want to repotin, it's working ! this lunch box take home the same mas yes, if you can wash first, let bi Atun ga nyuci !" kekeh Shania, Arka nodded.
"Heart, " said Arka. Shania had already draped her bag, but her steps were restrained.
"Mas, thank you very much ! already willing to understand and support Sha, "said the girl came back to reach for the back of Arka's hand, preparing a reverent salim.
"She used to think mas tuh, jutek man, cold, stiff, impossible to make good people !" shania's laughter was rewarded with jewels from Arka.
"But it turns out that mas is very good, no specific purpose is not mas ?" Shania narrowed her eyes.
"Suudzon, "the Ark's lips in Shania's crisp laughter.
"Whatever the reason why I can change gini, Sha just wanted to say thank you very much, "the girl has lowered her head, with the back of Arka's hand.
"Just simple reason, " (just a simple reason)
"Cause I love you, " (because I love you)
The girl's throat was choked, she was clearly unable to even re-enforce her neck, which was like it had turned to stone like a malin kundang, although Arka did not shout out loud as Cakra did, but success makes Shania's heart hit.
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