Imram And Arul And My Solid Team

Chapter 6. Already Her Fight, Let's Go Shower.

I also started acting.

"Hey Mantili....Come face me.the spoiled woman...!!"

Even my friend, who played Mantili, started acting angry.

"Did you say Laksmini...!! you seductress, don't expect you to win from me...!!"

With a tone of annoyance filled with anger.

We also act to hit each other's hands, and we use our feet, and attack each other.

For a long time we acted with hands and feet, hitting each other until we were exhausted,

We were tired and discussed the next act..

"Laksmini later you lose, and get hurt badly and your husband takes you away well."

I also taught a new scene to my friend who acted as Mantili, and we continued the fight.

We fought back and I pretended to be badly injured, and took my husband away

go awayl. And we sat down, watching Arul and my two female friends.

Arul also started acting.

"My wife and my sister Mantili let's return to our kingdom."

Arul also held the hands of our girlfriend, who acted as Arul's wife, and sat down again. I'm the queen of bauble and like to make Arul upset, began to sewot.

"Hahahaha..hahaha.....!!!!"

I laughed too.

"That's a little bit of your acting.hahaha....What is it to go home.wanted to ask first what happened basic oon....!!"

Arul was upset and came to me and immediately pounced on me.

As usual I was Tom and Jerry with Arul. We pounced on each other and rolled over, and overcame each other. Sometimes I am above and sometimes I am below. Our hair is full of rice straw.

Instead of being broken up, my friends are broken up, because we are tired of seeing our drama, if you blame me, Arul defends me, so I am angry if someone blames Arul. they better disperse if I have a duel because lazy to see our drama, often see us duel but faster also better again even more compact.

Before long there was a shout Mama Arul called us, which was still mutually recorded. I'm a woman, but I'm very naughty, even in my school. Bad boys have been all I fought and dueled, and I never want to lose, and hold a blow and have a very high prestige to cry.

"Had quarreled.....!!! Let's go take a shower...!!"

That's how Arul's mother was, she never scolded us, and our quarrels she had considered only our cuteness.

And as usual we were like a piggy goat in the nose, immediately stopped fighting and ran home together.

Our house is side by side. Water officials in the city.

This reservoir water has many doors that have a wheel to open and close the waterway, which will drain the rice fields - the rice fields that are behind our house.

There's a straight sluice, and there's a right and a left.

Arul has a big well in his house, with

a spacious and open shower that has been cast in cement, for where we bathe while playing. I like to shower at home. I just went home and got a change of clothes and ran back to his house.

The well was inside Arul's house, before going into his kitchen. I also opened

my clothes are so Arul, we used to shower only on CDs.

His mother had already started the water machine, and our watercrew opened, and the water began to fill the large basin, which was already in front of us.

Arul and I took a bath and took turns water and took turns to use soap bath. If it's quiet again we're very compact, but if we fight again we'll be like two tough wrestlers.

I put shampoo in his head and he did the same thing, laughing we squeezed each other out of our hair, faced each other and rubbed the shampoo that started foaming.

My hands squeezed and rubbed her foamy hair, so did Arul do the same in my hair.

We laughed cheerfully and started changing into a bucket, and doused our heads

until clean.

We also use soap again alternately, rub our backs against each other, We are Tom and Jerry if we get along, very compact but if again quarrel with each other and fight skills silat homemade.

After the bath, I also changed the clothes I had brought from home, and as usual ate at Arul's house, even took a nap with Arul. We are very compact and so if again adem.

Sometimes we sleep with only one pillow together. Mama Arul already thinks of me, her own son. Even my hair he likes it very much, if the model is short and fronted he said I am very cute and adorable. He always cuts my hair if it is long. Because Arul's father, who is my father and Mama Arul, is a good housewife.

My father was a clerk and my mother was a teacher and there were 2 girls. 5 Years and 3 years old. Her name is Nia and Ana. So I'm more often Mama Arul takes care of me.

I lived next door to Arul from the age of five until I was in second grade High School, My parents bought a high-rise shophouse in the middle of town.

But we still visit each other.

Amira Flashback.

"Name..mama...mama...."

Suddenly the sound of my youngest son calling me, his name Patih, who broke my beautiful childhood daydream.

My current house, is a two-story house and just finished its construction, because my son studied in this city. My husband also moved to work in the city. As a Driver in a Coal Mining Company. He prefers to work for others, not my family, while I still sometimes take a job, a field as a manager in the family company.

I went down from the second floor of my house to the first floor, to meet my son, who wanted to go to school, to bathe him and put on a Muslim shirt.

Seriate.