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"Assalamualaikum," greeting Irga right at 4 pm came to the house Dayana.

"Halaikumsalam" he answered and opened the door.

"Are you ready?" tanya Irga stared at Dayana's performance from the bottom up.

"Udah, really."

"If she be Irga's wife? Are you ready too?" ask Irga with a cry.

Dayana displays her flat face, "Jan start you!" ketus Dayana hits Irga's arm.

"Hahaha, which aunt? Let Irga permission to take the girl," said Irga while clingak-clinguk see in Dayana's house.

"Again I go, I told you what I was. We just go" Dayana explained and closed the door to her house again.

"Oh, jude. Yuk, move!" exclamation Irga put her hand in front of Dayana. Dayana who had finished locking the door raised next to her eyebrows.

"Make what?" ask Dayana who is confused.

"Come on, Irga's holding Ma'am."

"Jan modus lu Ga, I gibeng lu ntar!" amuk Dayana with clenched hands.

"Hahaha, santuy kali. Gosah!"

"Whatever!" Dayana immediately went to walk first and left Irga still fixated on her doorstep.

"Mbak, wait! Girl, want to be chased. It's not wrong, it should be" Irga explained and ran after Dayana.

"Mbak," said Irga who had equalled Dayana's steps.

"Hmm," Dayana answered briefly. They are still focused on stops, whether angkot or bus later that will take them.

"Do you know what is the happiest thing in the world?" ask Irga to smile.

"Seeing happy parents with our own hard work."

"Yes, that's right. Besides that?"

Dayana knitted her brows, "What?"

"Loved back by someone we love" he replied and glanced at the face of Dayana who was still watching him.

"Can't it be Cil? Do not discuss the feelings of a day, you will not focus on school and learning for a long time," Dayana who does not want the value of Irga to be ugly just because of her thoughts about romance only.

"Hehe, yes, Ma'am."

"Where is PKL going?"

"Bandung Mbak."

"Why far?"

"Sir papa, I want to go far so I can find another girl and Maak can focus on Om Aldo."

"Dih, you fuck, hell!" ketus Dayana and hit Irga on the shoulder.

They stopped at the stop, apparently shortly after sitting the angkot came, "Well, take the angkot," murmured Dayana who actually did not really like riding the angkot.

Irga who heard the complaint looked directly at Dayana, "You want to take a taxi, Ma'am?"

"Don't, long after. Ntar, we go home last night," Dayana refused. Angkot stopped in front of them and the two of them started to climb inside.

"Wow, orange stella everywhere. Is this going to make the room smell or the trauma of the passengers?" tanya Dayana who saw the orange stella hanging.

"Mang, want to sell, huh?" asked Irga with a laugh.

"No son, let it smell."

"It's this much, let alone the room. Passengers who come down can be fragrant," said Irga with laughter that does not stay.

About 5 or even 7 stella attached, Irga who was sitting in front of Dayana looked at the woman who was starting to fidget.

He who laughed suddenly fell silent, angkot was already the way from earlier. Irga immediately moved beside Dayana because her stool was empty.

"Mbak why?" asked Irga with a panicked face.

"Ga, take the eucalyptus oil in my bag dong," Dayana's pinta held her head.

"Yes, Mommy." Irga quickly took the eucalyptus oil and opened it, before giving it to Dayana she applied to the woman's temple first.

"Now, Ma'am," said Irga handed over eucalyptus oil, "we're down, yes."

Dayana shook her fist with eucalyptus oil close to her nose.

"Sir, stop here, yes!" yelled Irga so that the angkot driver could hear.

"okay!"

Finally the hakot driver pulled the angkot and Dayana immediately ran outside, Irga took the money in her pocket and gave the fare to the driver.

"Huwek .. young." Out all the contents of Dayana's stomach. The eyes also dewy because they feel pain due to food that is forced out.

Irga who saw it immediately ran for drinking water which happened to be not far from the location, she crouched down and gave an open drinking bottle.

Dayana smiled and took the water, "Love," he said and drank the water.

"Bwahahaha, even if you can't naek angkot tuh gosah forced," said Irga laughed to sit on the asphalt sidewalk.

"Lagian you, anyway! Take an angkot ride, ride a bike like a cake!" pissed Dayana.

"Haha, it's my turn to take you to the police. Nanyain; STNK, SIM, Helmet, ID card and can not wear flip flops."

"Yes for our salvation."

"Yes, anyway. If I do that, I'm also sorry!"

Irga asked for a bottle of Dayana's drinking water, she doused her vomit, "There's no tissue?" ask Irga.

"She, nih!" dayana said after picking up the tissue in her bag.

Irga took Dayana's tisue and wiped the woman's mouth that had been vomited, Dayana stared fixedly at Irga's eyes that painstakingly cleaned it.

"Oh, am I not disgusted?" dayana asked when Irga had finished watering Dayana's vomit on the ground.

"What's disgust?" ask with a smile, "sorry me, yes, Ma'am. Because of me you have to vomit and the effect of gini glue."

"Dih, paan dah? Ordinary times, no papa."

"Oh, if so, let's eat!" exclaim Irga stood up with an empty drinking water bottle and a tisue to put in the trash can.

"Do you eat?" ask Dayana who got up too.

"Yes your food is over, you throw it all away. So, it has to be filled again. Yuk!" take Irga by pulling Dayana's sling bag.

Luckily, not far from where they went down earlier then it reached one of the malls. So, they just need to walk.

When entering the mall, Irga still pulled Dayana bag, "Dih, Ga! I made your cake for kayak gini!" gerutu Dayana who felt embarrassed because the mall visitors were quite crowded.

"So Papa Ma'am," said Irga, who was focused on finding a place to eat, "where will you eat?"

"Mmm .. whatever."

"Ck, chicken noodles would you like?"

"Nasi-nasi that's Ga."

"Fried rice?"

"No."

"White rice?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Chicken plump?"

"Not dry."

"Padow rice?"

"Males are fruiting."

"So, what's dong eating?" asked Irga who was frustrated until she chose to stop and looked at Irga.

"Whatever," Dayana replied with a cry.

"OK, whatever!" ketus Irga took off Dayana's bag and they began to walk to choose their own food.

"Well?" asked Irga when she saw Dayana turning to the right. He approached Dayana who was standing in front of the restaurant.

"It's up to you and you don't want to dry."

"Hehe, suddenly wanting," Dayana replied with a cry.

"Whatever you are!" ketus Irga walked first into the restaurant of choice Dayana while scratching his fist that does not itch.

"Sensi is very full of people. Again pms times, yak?" dayana asked who was confused by Irga's attitude.