His wife, Mr Guru ?
The eyes are the windows of the heart
Shania put a coffee cup on Arka's front desk, next to the laptop, "gold, look at me !!" pinta Shania showed the clothes she was wearing cheerfully, she spread the clothes she was wearing in front of Arka.
Arka chuckled, "he said he didn't want a negligence ?" Arka again cupped her chin and stared back at her laptop.
"Not bad ! good inga ?!" on her knee-length negligee patterned machete batik mixing purple, black and green.
"Good, rich mom !" Shania who was already grinning wide instantly frowned and sat down beside Arka, taking off the light feather sandals. Unexpectedly the pink feather sandals landed smoothly on the arka pa*ha.
"Ko rich mom ?! old dong !" sewotnya.
"It means a very rich home mother, kalem motherhood," Ralat Arka rubbed the former slap of the feather sandal, is not Arka's answer a code ? but the god-level code is how Shania understands it. Shania is the girl with a level of sensitivity that is below the line, aka worrying.
"Tell me mother ! pas really mas, already gini stay sirih ngunyah ya mas, hanging out in front of the neighboring house while nyinyirin people," sungutu. Arka did not respond again, because it was useless, the sandals landed back all over the body of the Ark. It was just that he wanted to laugh with this statement of the girl beside him who he thought was always other than the others was more lead to absurd and hilarious or maybe a critical young man, he said, express his opinion in accordance with the phenomenon of society in Indonesia.
"You comfortable wearing it ? " ask Arka.
"Emhh, that's good ! cold, semriwing !" kekeh Shania's.
"Where are you from ?" ask Arka.
"Sent by the mother, he said by from his minister in Jogja, but it was small, so in the case of Shania, "he replied again.
"What's the gas again ?" shania asked curiously.
"Bikin' a question, for the test." Type Arka's fingers no stop. After finishing making the Route 78 financial report, then angkringan then questions about the exam along with the answers to the grid for students. Arka still has one other business.
"Tomorrow to go home alone, I want to go to campus to take the administration of the magister, "he turned to Shania.
"Mas so take the S2 ?" ask Shania.
"So. Mr. Erlangga is well. So the work mas ga too heavy, just teaching the same class X help class XII dikit, Route 78 there is Dimas with Mila. There's something else, the work is just behind the scenes right now."
Arka pinched the base of her nose and sipped Shania's coffee.
"Mas, make the matter not that hard. I will not be able to answer later ! I cheated on the contents of the mas, "shania's pinta pushed her head forward, hoping to see the key to the answer, but Arka pushed her forehead slowly.
"Ga can, but adjust the same lesson and material per class, according to the portion of each ! it's easy, if you're learning !" the formal answer is like this, which makes the lips ala mother if again ngiri same neighbor Shania relapse.
"It's easy for me, it's hard for me !" his lips turned back, he prefers to turn on the tv and watch soap operas that are again happy, ceo who married the same killer of his sister, old bucin.
"But, what a shame ! lakinya sadistic long time bucin tuh, have guessed it !" namel Shania grabbed the jar of chips.
Arka who was disturbed by Shania's behavior, could not help but glance. The man laughed a little.
"Why ?" ask Shania.
"You are rich like a complex mother, fit tuh tuh so the chairman of the mother of the gosipan group, you are more talented to make in this position, "Shania glares to hear Arka's opinion about her.
"Ihhhh, really not !" exclaiming Shania thunts.
"Mas tuh, who lives in a sheath while a bird maenan !" the sarcasm.
Arka closed his laptop, all day tired with his seabrek work, he really needs entertainment and relaxation.
"So, your mas sieve is negligent ?" Arka also plucks chips from the jar that Shania holds. Shania blew up her laughter, laughing with satisfaction. Imagining the most teacher in a scabbard while birding.
"Funny kali ya mas, moved to the village that deket deket foothills that, just eat boiled sweet potato with fried cassava in the morning kalo ! away from the hustle and bustle of the city, his house was surrounded by the same good nature, children on the run running after chickens," said Shania laughing, making Arka raise next to his eyebrows.
"Do you want to be rich ?" ask Arka.
"Emhhh, but it's hard to make now. Sha has always been the same instant life !"
"Can be because ordinary, if dibasain definitely can, " replied Arka.
"Udah ah mas, Sha sleepy. Thanks, Sha can get out of insomnia." Shania moved to the room.
Persuading Shania should be slow, if not want him to rebel. It must be because his own heart is moved not by coercion, he knows the character of Shania. Like all this time, he always opposed the school rules because it was a form of protest will be harsh upbringing of the father.
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"Sha, ko I saw Pak Arka hunt so much earlier back, not still school hours huh ?" ask Inez.
"Yes Nez. Starting later class increase, mas Kala only taught class X doang, most help little class XII, because Mr. Erlangga 'return."
"Loh why ? " clear disappointment in the face of Inez, of course it represents the face of the face of the schoolgirl who became a fanatical fan of the handsome and killer one.
"Mas Kala took the magister Nez, "Shania rolled up the noodles and devoured them.
"Great ! loe so often left dong Sha, "inez lips bend.
"Oh yeah, I haven't told you the same loe ya Nez."
"Say what ?" inez asked, fusing both eyebrows.
"Gue passed the DKI's Dispora selection !!!" shania Exclamation.
"Seriously ? you want to be Sha's athlete ?" Shania nodded confidently, absolutly.
"Loe sure Sha ? so athletes are already rich toyib ! never come back !" sewot Inez's.
"So, sewot very tuh lip !" Shania plucks Inez's lips, which are monyonk.
"How important is Arka sir ?" ask her out loud directly at the back of Shania.
"Wouldn't you, mouth ain't rich toa ?!" his glares.
"Yes sorry, I mean Mr. A!" Inez.
"Mas Kala agrees, instead support me !" shania answered trying to convince herself, though her heart was beginning to be unsure.
"really ? salut deh for Mr. Ar.I mean Mr.A...Mr.L.." Shania is ready with her eyes glaring if Inez makes another move.
"But that's my mind from Nez's old days," Shania's tone began to soften, her hands just stirring the fried noodles in front of her.
"Mr.A said what try ?" ask Inez.
"She said.my wish is her wish too, happy I am happy she is too, "Shania is getting down.
"Keep loe yayin that ? if so here the only one who sacrificed was Mr. Dong!" Inez devoured her noodle soup that was sprinkled with so much rawit, bicycle, he said earlier.
"I mean ?"
"He was willing to sacrifice for your happiness, you yourself are rich so don't you ? any ?! loe nanya wants him ?"
Hap !! sruputtt ! huhaaa,
"Pedes, njirrr !" Inez devoured his last sheet of noodles and sipped the tea packaging.
"Aged 30, want to be left by the wife, which man wants to be left by the wife, ga taken care of. Should be the age of doi again cool fun ngajak child, spoiled spoiled same wife, let alone yes.kaya said loe just now. He's busy, in college, making a living. I'm rich ain't got no wife, ain't afraid he's looking for another wife outside what ?" The word Inez is spicy, like the pentol mbak Uli level 15, which if eaten directly makes the eyes and nose watery.
Shania snapped her chews, in order to dive into Inez's sentence. Crossed his mind about Arka.
"Mas cape must repeat, mas ga can love happiness for you, let's just say by supporting and supporting you is the happiness that mas love, the way mas love you"
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"You want to live in the village, "
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"Mother, rich mom !"
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"What you want is desire, your happiness is happiness, "
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"Don't make our mas and relationships a barrier for you to reach your ideals,"
Eyes are the window to the heart (eyes are the windows of the heart), can not lie, even though his lips say firmly there is a highlight of hope and disappointment. The tongue may hide the truth, but the eye.never ! (Tongue may hide the truth, but eyes..never!).
