Love 150 Cm.

Love 150 Cm.
43. MEET FAREL (WHY HAVE TO ARGUE AGAIN, BIAN)



The two of them were equally stunned when faced with a person he knew very well.


"Didn't she say yesterday that you were a maid?" when the man said that Tasya was a maid. Their eyes were directly aimed towards the two of them.


Perhaps in their minds, since when was a Tasya maid.


"Yes, here I help when the homework is done. It must not be yes," elak Tasya lied to the man who had begun to be cornered.


"Yes no problem, I guess you're the owner of this store?" said the man named Farel, the man who yesterday had given a ride to Tasya.


"Well, what about the cake?" tasya asked about the results of her painting a tart cake.


"Satisfied and very good, thanks for the cake."


"Together," Tasya replied.


"Oh yeah, nice to meet you again, by the way can I ask for a mobile number to be made just in case. If later I want to order another cake," Farel told Tasya.


Tasya thought for a moment that it was not bad, and thought it was for business so he immediately pulled out his phone.


"It's yes." After giving the phone number immediately Tasya put in his gawai again.


The two laughed so hard that they did not realize if someone with a faint face, looked at those who were joking.


"Why does it hurt to see them" he said in his heart.


Earlier, before leaving with a flowering heart Abian hurriedly came to the store. Although he had to wait for Tasya for a moment, he thought it was no problem. However, even he met a pair of people who were joking happily.


"Based on a wedge mouth, already have a husband still with another man." Bian did not stop frenziedly because at this moment his heart was boiling. Like water boiled for a very long time.


While inside Farel wanted to go home and was saying goodbye to Tasya.


"Dad, then I say go home first. Kasian later my son because it has been waiting for a long time," said Farel, and for Tasya, Tasya gasped to hear the words of the man. Because what he knows if Farel is a single man, in fact what he thinks is not in accordance with his expectations.


"Huh, I have a child! Aish is not PDKT dong. Basic apes," said Tasya in the heart.


While Abian who did not stop laughing when he saw the face of Tasya is very funny. With a dumbfounded face he stared at the departure of the man named Farel.


Whoa, wah .. Someone wants to be a plaques nih," said Bian suddenly with a mocking smile.


"Damn you!" shouts Tasya to Bian.


Hahaahaha.


Abian laughed until he could not control, until his stomach felt cramping because most laughed.


"Shut up!" snapped Tasya out of a little embarrassment. In the end, with a big heart and pursed lips forward. He walked up to the stairs and climbed them one by one until he reached the room.


Bian still couldn't help but laugh, from what was originally upset now turned even more terrifying. That's because he looks like a madman because it's a really funny sight.


"Why are you following me?" Tasya looked annoyed at the man who was still with his laughter until it made Tasya even more upset.


"About no? So that woman should not be surprised. It's the end that's got" Bian said with a mocking smile.


"That was the proof, you are like someone who has been wrongly targeted your face was clear earlier," said Bian who still remembers when Tasya's shocked face was brought.


"Your! What do you want to come here. Don't you get jealous of me, look at that handsome widower." Tasya was forced to say that Farel was a widower.


“Oh, so she's a widower anyway. It's appropriate if you are crazy maybe because the widower is more tempting times yes,” said Abian a little sewot.


“Aaan the hell you are, not exactly clear.” Tasya stared pushyly at Bian, because from earlier that was discussed only about Farel, and Farel again.


“The basis of women is insensitive,” muttered Abian, but the muttering sound was heard by Tasya's ears.


“Who is insensitive?” tanya Tasya immediately attacked Bian's words.


“There is indeed someone else here besides you,” Abian said.


“There,” Tasya replied with a straight eyeball staring at Abian.


“Who?”


“You.” Abian was silent because Tasya seemed to make a fool out of him. Yes it is also true he said, not only Tasya was also there because Abian was in fact beside him.


Ck ..hc.


Abian clucked resentfully at Tasya, because he could always break people's speech, including himself.


“What do you want here? Is it three o'clock?” ask Tasha for the second time.


Bian also remembered what his purpose was here for, then he walked and sat on the sofa with his legs raised and placed on his thighs, and did not forget to play.


“Do not ask first, I am hungry can you feed me. Since this afternoon I have not chewed anything,” Bian said in a weak voice.


“Huh, surely it was just the man's wits. lest I pityfully feed him, Tasha's inner” before her husband was never like this.


“Don't look at me like that, because I'm really hungry.” With a contrived voice as if he was in a weak state, so that Tasya believed.


Tasya stared at Bian very intensely. He did not want to be lied to by the man, the article Abian is the boss. Why not buy food outside, even have to come all the way to the bakery. Just to ask for food.


“Duh, why should Tasya stare with such a gaze. This part of the mouth why also do not have the courage to say what is true,” said Bian in the heart, somehow he felt if his lips were very stiff and unable to say, Bian said in his heart, when you want to convey to yourself who will take you somewhere.


“It seems it does not lie.” In his heart Tasya muttered and did not find the lie from the look on the man's face.


“Yes wait, I'll find food.” After that Tasya also told Bian to wait, because he would buy him a meal.


When he arrived, Sonia immediately asked Tasya with a variety of questions and it made him upset.


“Syah, your man tumben here, want to do something, keep your face kok tangled. Now where to hurry..”.


"Stop! Can't be quiet."


"You're really very chatty, and you know what? You're just like that shitty guy!" sumpul Tasya immediately said that Sonia was very excessive, maybe if written in the book was not fit because of too many conversations.