Love is opposite belief

Love is opposite belief
19-meets Dadang at the stall



"yes, who subscriptions right?", Iwan stroked Mifa's head that looked so cute.


"yes, heheheh".


AT THE STALL AT 19:30


"dek, sit here first yes, kaka want to pesenin you as well as kaka" said Iwan.


"yes brother, not for long" said Mifa.


Mifa was sitting sweetly between the chairs lined up neatly but not too clean as well because people do not care about the surrounding environment.


Iwan is still in the queue position of fried noodles and fried rice accompanied by two glasses of iced tea and warm tea. "mbokk, pesen fried noodles with fried rice do not forget the same ice teg and warm tea as usual", Iwan shouted.


"yes, pedes?", said Mbok.


"fried rice is not spicy, fried noodles are mbok, thanks".


"yes".


"Dang, you want to pesen what?, cepetan mumpung gw treat nih".


a voice that is not too familiar but also not too familiar buzzed in Mifa's ear. "kayak know deh?", Mifa scrunched her forehead trying to remember this voice before.


"me fried noodles, use chicken too" said Dadang, just behind the seat Mifa and Iwan sat.


"Deggs....


"D,, D, Dadang?", muttered Mifa.


"hey!, why daydream?, here I've been pesenin", Iwan patted Mifa's shoulder gently.


"ehh,, oh, yes brother, thank you well", Mifa received the tray held by Iwan.


"you, dream what? is there a boyfriend?", guess Iwan.


"uh uh? girlfriend, brother Iwan would know if I never dated", Mifa was a little annoyed with the words Iwan earlier.


"eh, yes, no need to serem tau".


(Mifa?), Inner Dadang.


"already, maybe he doesn't know if I'm here" murmured Dadang with a clear face.


"maybe Dadang doesn't know I'm ahead, free".


"let's eat the deck", Iwan offered a plate of fried rice.


"your grandfather is still at work tomorrow?", asked Iwan before feeding a spoonful of noodles to his mouth.


"yes sister, I brought medicine too so don't worry".


"tomorrow brother between you, afraid of what is the same as you" said Iwan carved a sweet smile on his lips.


"yes, brother, thank you", Mifa said with a beautiful smile to Iwan.


"heh, Dang is his noodles, do not daydream doang" said Andi who arrived beside Dadang.


"uh, surprised me,,, do not arrive at the side can not", ketus Dadang.


"that's right, the only person joking I don't take it seriously" Andi sat to the left of Dadang.


"eh, bro it's not the secretary of the boss yes" said Andi while observing Mifa carefully.


"yes, why?".


"gw say hello", said Andi.


"eh no, there is a kaka you do not play", Dadang tried to undo Andi's intentions, but Andi still wanted to say hello to Mifa who was eating his fried rice.


"take the secretary", greet Andi from behind.


"uh, yes who was in the office?", Mifa faced towards the back.


"iya mbak, greetings know me Andi friends Dadang" said Andi.


"yes, greetings know me Mifa".


"Mbak already know Dadang?", asked Andi who did not know that Dadang already knew before him.


"oh, Iya I've known for a long time" Mifa carved a thin smile on her lips.


"yeah mbak, mbak continue to eat first and then the cold hunt is not good".


"oh yeah", said Mifa while fixing her seat.


"you are quite famous in the office?, just among his men" said Iwan while nudging Mifa.


"no, I'm not famous" Mifa said shyly.


"that was until someone knew you, even if you know someone first", Iwan teased Mifa.


"ishh, kak, I'm ashamed Mifa went on eating again".