I'm Not Tarzan

31. Direct Smash Only.

Tama rubbed her wet hair with both hands. While Mr. Amin is cool to enjoy his kretek, as is also enjoying the results of his download which is on top of the car tub. Relax folding one of his legs on the Motorcycle Seat.

"Yes!"

Tama swiftly caught the Rambutan Fruit that Alisa threw.

Tama smiled looking at the red color on the palm of her hand.

Alisa walked over.

"Ginsul?" Tama looked behind Alisa.

"Washing her face" said Alisa.

"Yiyyyy! Hurry Tama! It's going to be night!"

Tama and Alisa turned to look at Mr. Amin.

"Yes! Mr Amin! Waiting for Ginsul!" Tama.

Alisa nodded her head towards Tama's sahutan.

"Ayyyyyhhh! Where's He?"

"Wash Sir's face!" Alisa.

"Yalyyyyy!" Mr. Amin breathed back his Kretek.

Tama smiled, inviting Alisa to sit in the small cottage.

Tama brought the bottle back to his motorbike, after it was used to wash his face and hair.

Alisa was sitting on the bamboo floor of the cottage watching her.

"Ginsul is still angry with me" said Tama approached Alisa.

Alisa smiled lowered her face.

Tama sat down next to Alisa.

Alisa floated her gaze on the large and branching Rambutan tree from under her trunk.

"So far, he just kept quiet with me?" Tama saw Alisa.

"Let Ginsul speak at length about you." Without looking at Tama.

Tama took her breath. Look at the puff of crete smoke on Mr. Amin's face.

"I told Ginsul."

Tama turned back to Alisa.

Alisa also nodded.

"But?" Tama shed his gaze by looking back at Mr. Amin.

"But Ginsul wants you to say it." Alisa again. Seeing also Mr. Amin, his lips smiled to see the head that had just opened his skull.

Tama is smiling too.

"I just realized, there's a field complete with ball volinya."

Tama heard it.

"Alisa-Alisa." Tama looked down, Mr. Amin looked at her and Alisa.

Alisa smiling. Making Mr. Amin's head light up before it's turned on. Not to mention his smile, like a bat that began to roam after rambutan fruit in the afternoon.

"Have I explained it?" Tama without looking at Alisa. Mr. Amin's eyes were still on him and Alisa.

"But you haven't finished everything yet." Alisa was down. Like no power also saw the gaze of Mr. Amin who began to flirt with him.

Tama breathed out slowly.

"You need to prove it again." Alisa again.

Tama raised her face, looking at Alisa.

"Why Alisa?"

"Is it not enough to simply ...."

"Need Action! If you want to pluck his taste back." Cut Alisa fast.

Tama was like a crack in his heart.

"In a few days, we'll have a volleyball match against Kyra." Obviously Alisa.

Tama looks at Alisa.

"And I guess? You can come to pick her up."

Tama looked at him with a sigh.

Mr. Amin has put on his witness cup again. But the smoke has not disappeared from his face and mustache. Like a forest that is burning.

"I'll try Alisa." Tama hesitated to respond.

Alisa widens her lips.

"Means we have to accept defeat again." Alisa pessimistic. His eyes stared deep at the top of the rambutan tree where Ginsul was washing his face underneath. Reviewing the events that made the Gins have to be overwhelmed receiving the ball from the Kyra Swarm.

Ginsul is like staying in place until Bu Lan blows her whistle.

Alisa breathed out, looking back at Tama.

"What am I, feeling less sure all because I didn't pick him up?" Tama looked into Alisa's eyes.

"Surely." Alisa Smile.

"All because of what you're trying to do, not to come."

Tama pushed Alisa's shoulder slowly.

Alisa laughed a little.

Tama also laughed.

Both of them immediately lowered their faces. Mr. Amin paid attention again.

"Tama, Ginsul loves you very much" Alisa said half in a whisper.

Tama smiled.

Alisa pushed her shoulders.

"Oiyyhhiii! Tama! Alisa! What makes you laugh?"

Tama and Alisa immediately raised their faces to see Mr. Amin.

"There's nothing Mr. Amin! Alisa just asked, how much rupiah price Iluk Pak Amin? How come! Looked gah!whoa!"

Alisa instantly pushed Tama's shoulders hard with lips holding back a laugh.

Tama complained of holding back the laughter anyway.

Mr. Amin's lips expanded perfectly, standing by releasing his skull.

Alisa seemed to be unable to hold back her laughter, writhing on Tama's shoulders covering her laughter and face.

Tama held back her laughter.

Maybe Mr. Amin will show off his head again.

Tama squeezed the Rambutan Fruit that He still had, with all her might to hold her laughter against Alisa.

"Sir Amin! Already Sir! Alisa just wants to know!" Exclaims. Can't bear to hear the laughter on his shoulder.

Mr. Amin is back wearing his skull. But immediately covered his entire face.

Tama immediately laughed.

Alisa almost went to sleep on her back if she did not support her body with the rapid movement of her hands.

Then hit Tama's arm with a laugh.

"There's a ninja tree Alisa." Tama covered her by covering her mouth.

Alisa was afraid to see Mr. Amin. Immediately look when you see it.

"Sir Amin!"

Tama immediately got up to see.

Alisa also looked quickly.

Ginsul ran towards them while throwing Mr. Amin with Rambutan Fruit.

Seen Mr. Amin dodged by standing from his motorbike.

The Ginsul Throw is only about the Motor Standard.

Mr. Amin was heard laughing mockingly behind his skull.

Alisa who saw immediately seized the Rambutan Fruit in Tama's hands. Stand up quickly.

"Gins!" Alisa with the catapult of Rambutan.

Ginsul who understood Alisa's intentions immediately ran to welcome Rambutan who was fed to him.

"Live Smash!!" Shouted Tama standing up.

Ginsul jumps fast and...

"Ohhhh!" Mr. Amin groaned holding his head.

Tama and Alisa jumped out of the cottage cheering along with raising both hands.

"Ginsul! I love you!" Tama with prancing glee.

Alisa was stunned by slowly lowering her two hands.

Ginsul, who would cheer, covered his mouth with his finger, staring guiltily at Mr. Amin.

Mr. Amin opened his skull with a grimace.

"Sir Amin, Ginsul is sorry." Ginsul is approaching.

Mr. Amin held his head.

The awakened Tama immediately rushed with Alisa approaching.

"Sir Amin? Doesn't hurt, sir?" Tama by looking at the bald head of Mr. Amin.

Mr. Amin just looked at his fingers.

"Relax sir, rambutan fruit will not make Mr. Amin's head leak." Alisa felt guilty anyway.

Ginsul nodded slowly.

Mr. Amin grimaced in pain wearing his skull. Silently immediately turn on the motor and gas.

Tama, Ginsul and Alisa.

"We're all wrong" Tama said.

"Sir Amin seems angry?" Ginsul regretted his actions.

Alisa.

The three of them immediately looked towards Mr. Amin who was leaving.

"Tama, you're the one who hugged Ginsul, aren't you?"

"My bike seems to lack wind." Alisa saw the motor near Motor Tama.

Tama looked at Ginsul.

Ginsul was pouting.

Alisa's approaching her bike soon. Tama.

Ginsul turned to the rambutan trees.

"Tama, just smash it" whispered Alisa.

Tama termangu's.

Alisa looks at Ginsul.

"Net net in Ginsul's heart, pretty low really,"

Just smile.

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