LOLLIPOPS

LOLLIPOP 23

The sun has gone down with the moon. The sky tonight is beautiful, but not with my heart in turmoil. I want to go home to my parents. Spending time alone with Om Sammy, but I don't know what to reason. So long diving in turmoil I finally decided to go home to rented.

"Assalamualaikum" salamku alakadarnya.

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Why is that face so tangled." said Sinta.

"Capek work." my dear.

Though miss Om, my mind screams

"Such a house," I said as I jelonjoran in front of tivi with Sinta.

"Train in the bedroom time, if Grace hasn't come home yet. You take a shower and keep throwing garbage." The instructions.

"For the mager, you're the one who threw it away." I said lazily.

"Just boy. I've cooked yes. Sono dumped her trash just ate."

With a lazy step, I headed for the kitchen to take the oath to throw away.

The deg! What the hell am I looking at? I took a thing from the trash.

Holy hooch! It must have been Ratih. Who else?

I ran to the living room, where Sinta was engrossed in her flying duck soap opera.

"Sin, Sinta, look." I said slowly.

"What the hell is running away exclaim nih the actor in the jambak with his wife that man."

I held the thing in my hand.

"Look first!" i said again.

Sinta's turn was wide with her mouth open until she was silent for a moment.

"God.... Who's wearing it?" bego tanyanya

"you reckon? It was me or Grace. Already know we're immortal singles."

"Raise?" guess it. "result is negative. Still got away with the kid." he continued.

"The two of you did not, until my greeting no one said." asked Grace approached us.

I handed him the test pack. Grace didn't accept her, she just saw. Then come sit with us

"Whose hand?" tanyakanya.

"That's what we talked about. If it's not us, it's got Ratih, right?" said Sinta.

"Thank God it's still negative. If it's positive we will also be bothered." timpal Grace cold.

"Yes, that's right too. Being married to Buluk is definitely impossible. Her choice is to raise her womb or abortion. Oh, I'm serem ah!" I said creeps.

"What is our position, dong?" ask Sinta confused.

"If it's still negative, why care! He's the good one we should think about. There he's happy, we're mentally ill." Grace said

"Wantas? We're just being a bitch?" I still can't bear it.

"Duh is not not faithful, but I think, as long as we have not been harmed biariin only. Don't get into her shit too much" Grace said.

"Crazy yeah..... Didn't expect Ratih to be like this." I said in shock.

"It was Pril who said Grace had a point too. Why do we think about Ratih. But he's really cool. The carpet in us is good in him." Sinta took the middle path.

"That's right. We have done our portion as friends. She's just been blinded by lust." said Grace again. "I don't really want to judge him. But that's it." he continued.

After the shock we died down. Grace goes to take a shower, Sinta continues her flying duck, and I take out the trash. But my curiosity is still stirring. Finally I talked about Ratih again, not holy-spirited, but I still could not believe what happened earlier.

"Sin, how can you train to be like that? Maybe you didn't get pellets?" I started to disturb Sinta's focus.

"If you look at the soap opera, the possibility of being hit by pellets exists. But the time yes a CEO of a company lacking work is very yes go to shaman everything to train." commented Sinta.

"But the soap opera is usually based on true story right?" my chase.

"Yes, but more of his imagination. How do we even talk about soap operas?" we laughed a little.

If you remember the college days. Train one of the students who greatly maintain his association.

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