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the chapter up 82

"Hey hello in the dalem?"

"Gue Cha."

"Yes ela. Tini ci's lock?"

"What, not clear?"

"Open!"

Again the body muters, the door is knocked. Jihan immediately opened the fitting room and the friend immediately entered. Icha's hair looked unraveled, not yet rolled, so she was busy.

"Hii.narrow down ah."

"Garrel, chirp."

Icha dribbles to the middle while tidying up the hair. Although both bodies were slim there, but Icha's elbow poked Jihan's head. Jdukh!

"God, anjrit..! Assemble!"

"Gechel makanyua.."

"Yes, you come and try, even nyerobot gini," said Jihan did not want to give up. "We are sardines, but it doesn't fit into a gini."

Icha silent do not reply, have bitten hairpin and still konsen clean.

Before long, the music of the open shop finally resounded. At this hour all SPGs and employees must be at their respective stands. Jihan seemed to have stood up sweetly at the Hamam counter, but her eyes were still pointing to the fitting room because Icha had to reprimand the security there, Icha came out with a chuckle, followed by Jihan.

"Hhh-hh! It says not believe. Khan was shocked, " Jihan said as Icha passed in front of her stand. "But, talk.."

"Bido. Hhh-hhh!"

They laughed when Icha latah heard the security stick tapped into the room fittings board. He immediately flushed talking 'so', not istighfar.

An hour later, Jihan was working as usual. T-shirts are ruffled by customers, record stock, make copy sale, fold, until he again bengong waiting for buyers to come. This saturates it because the clock is spinning very slowly. Not yet a face mask that ties the face.

Usually Jihan fill time with her jeans through the intention voice, chat anything. He and Nutritional are one man. But somehow Jihan has no nutritional knowledge. Maybe they are different groups.

Jihan is actually able to manipulate time, or use Sorrow as her stuntman. But he chose to refrain from "cheating". Paradoknya has seized a lot of Server power, his timeline or the earth is not his stall.

Jihan still has to be overtime. However, his longing for Nature must be kept in the meantime. Jihan fiddled with pictures of her son's face, but the results made her laugh.

During the break, Jihan eats with Mamah. They are both one building but different companies. Their working hours are the same, both at overtime today.

"Well, if Ortu's good how the hell?"

"You're talking about Dufan is not strange, Hani. Tumben the question."

"Yes, let's just say it's still part of the Dufan, Mah."

"You're so big, that's what you said to Mamah."

"Umhh, don't understand Mah. What does that mean?"

Jihan was already snacking on her fried chicken, staying relaxed.

"Tell your Father and Aunt. About work, Mama can still answer. Mamah to your great instincts. It could only be a year carrying Ririn."

"Sunday is still late. Trus Aunty doesn't know anything about Dufan. Hani seriously you know it's still part dufan."

"Yes already. Learn now as a parent, as if you were educating yourself. Now, the question is why haven't you met your girlfriend to Mamah?"

"Who's talking about guys."

"Why are you talking about home?"

"Yes ntar known. Why not Mah, girl?"

"Ask the Father."

"Brother will not be worried."

"Yes already. Don't niru Mamah. Take the good ones."

"City.wuu. Must have been gini if Hani chatted with Mamah."

You drink, pretend not to hear and see. EGP.

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"It's a law to make it to the parlor? It's like Kencana's portal."

"Emang heu euh wormhole. Technical child nu modif, Han. Ilmuna meunang ti the snailers so that all the lusids can be opened through your badges.

Tanem system is also at the same time for testing, let the natural know there is another world on the face of this Earth. You see khan, eleven taon tuh not a time span. Let's not have to be a recluse first, just a tester."

There is a strange object on the ground, the source of the existence of lawang, his name is tester.

In the grounds of this house Jihan observed the line of the portal, a rectangular rib. It turns out that the object is not much different from the effect of the server wormhole when the 'laser' is touched. Now the tip of Jihan's finger whose image is missing, is not visible and the shadow of Jihan's finger is not there.

Sunday morning after jogging, Jihan went home with Marcel.

On Tuesday they had met in the dream world, but Jihan was disappointed. Ray has closed the destination nomand, blooming - the term has been fixed, Hoax has been imprisoned.

The nomand is 2587 while the allowed nomand is active in the 24th century. Jihan can use her Quarantine Ship to a nomand destination by sleeping encapsulated for a century as a paradox (Hoax), going without Nutrition. So this way does not allow Nature to trust Hoax as Jihan.

That day not only Jihan who joined, Marcel's finger was sealed, made unemployed.

For days Ray's in the field. He opened the service but excluded the two girls 11-12.

Marcel had known Ray for so long, so knew the character of the khodam. No wonder Marcel persuaded him. The recluse pretended to be angry, already falling in love with his Arc. He leaves, letting Ray sit pensively on Fincez's post bench.

More or less so Marcel told me the seal on his finger. Today the ascetic's thumbs have been unlocked, no ink-election marks anymore.

"You've been planted with gini, ntar ketimbun dong testernya, Sel? Because of the rain, the concrete buildings in the era of tomorrow. Three thousand later."

"Trus?"

"Waves Tester will be stuck at a certain frequency by beginners, or again ritual projection. The tester has also been set so that the auto door appears near the beginner.

But, the radiance depends on will elo, Han. If you are calm again, when there are a thousand people on this Earth who are just as calm, their meditation successfully synchronized with the frequency lo."

"Means I have to meditate all day?"

"Ari siaa's. His teu need. It is arranged random. So here's the draw tea, Han. Another ondangan."

"The khan-frequency?"

Marcel silently looked at Jihan, waiting for the sentence to be hung.

"It's a tester, so.. like a matchmaker? It's meureun?"

"You could say that, Han. Moga yes it is."

"Yes I'll marry a thousand dong, ahh."

"Yes. Let's find out why."

"Hhh.. Insolent," limp Jihan. "There are times, other ways, Cells."

"What?"

"Tanem stocks."

"So you permitin.. khan, this Shares?"

"You want to increase the number of astralers, why don't you guys open the registration anyway?"

"You guys have seen the evidence, it's easy, Han. Everyone can make fiction."

"Yes. Deh's. Hhh.. Fuck you, ahh. If set to a thousand gini, pliss squared to the rank of three Cells."

"Han, one more FYI."

"What?"

"Gue's coming."

"Elo khan who ran me, Marcel. Meaning nia naon?"

"Ntar deh I'm clear alesan lo same nutrition sealed continuously."

"Oh."

"Lha kiraen you know about Hoax."

"Gizi told me the seal is related to my protocol ghost. The vacuum."

"Rada. It's about initiative, actually, Han."

"Gak ah. I'm waiting for the protocol. I just gave the vacuum to Olive."

"But watch out for the Nutritional pain" Marcel said as he walked towards the table, leaving his interlocutor.

"Boro-boro. There, he's making me cry all day, Cell. So I'm actually waiting for Nutritional, let him kill himself."

Marcel was already sitting on the edge of the terrace opening the package of ketoprak. Pack on the plate the other one he left on the table. Because the two rubber ones belong to Jihan.

"Kalo maneh would like to come, yes hayu, Sel. We find the father of Nature together" Jihan said, continuing the observation.

Marcel was busy eating. There was a plastic chair next to the table, but he sat there. Marcel also seems to be starving, so what the bodo Jihan said just now.

"Ouch. It's really good to have Han."

Marcel put his spoon in his mouth again.

"I told you, it's good to be hungry."

Vibe nutrition:

Jehan:

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Nature:

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Marcelina:

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