Love is opposite belief

36-no stranger may be just a feeling

Raphael climbed up the steps one by one with my mau, and headed to his room. "i better go to the bar",

meanwhile, the two humans who are in the only room playing games and the other is 'sailing on the island of Kapok' enjoying a quiet Sunday.

It has been an hour ago now Mifa just woke up and immediately prayed. "Well, I want to go to the supermarket near the bar?", asked Mifa. "yeah, we bought a lot of it", Iwan cheered happily.

"many, many people pay what?", muttered Mifa with annoyance. "the good Adek", Rayu Iwan put on his aegyo face.

"yes yes, I'm ready, sis, sip there wash your face, continue to pray", Mifa came out of the room and intended to wait for her brother who was ready to be ready.

Iwan went to the bathroom in Mifa's room to ablaze, he was too lazy to go downstairs, and in Mifa's room there was also a sarong.

after carrying out his duties, Iwan came down not forgetting to wear perfume and take his mobile phone. "Sir, you are ready" he asked while taking the key of the motorbike on the living room table.

Mifa was looking at her favorite cartoon and finally looked at a voice that was not unfamiliar to her. "yes Kak come", Mifa got up and immediately followed behind Iwan trying to equalize his steps with his Big Brother. Ivan.

"the helmet" said Iwan while giving a helmet belonging to Mifa who was hanging in the rearview motorbike. "yes".

now Iwan and Mifa are in a jam, because the supermarket that usually (subscription) contract has ended, it is a risk, the supermarket near the bar. Yes it sounds far away. (it's not Kak Rafael's car?), Mifa's inner. Iwan looked at the rearview mirror looking at his sister who was looking at a black sports car. Why do you want? I'll buy it later", lantur Iwan.

now that Mifa and Iwan are putting their bikes in the supermarket, again Mifa sees the black sports car, a lot of rich people here, maybe. Think Mifa.

"but again astaghfirullah", Iwan seemed frustrated to find his sister daydreaming, fortunately not tambet. "yes maap kak", cynical Mifa who went straight into the supermarket.

Iwan ran to try to equalize his steps with his sister and was greeted by supermarket employees politely. "i'm there, I'm there, I'm there", Pinta Mifa. "what's not for the food", Iwan immediately ran to the place designated by his sister.

"i ordered one wine and one alcohol", pinta nya and immediately sat at one of the tables in the corner of the room. There are not many visitors or anything because it is still early, whether until when Rafael will be there.

"this, this well there is finally Alhamdulillah", cried Mifa happily, finally bread wrapped with chocolate and chocolate content has been for months no now there. "want to buy five" he added.

"buset dah, tuh much in the basket well want to add the bread five astaghfirullah ga afraid of fat Mif?", asked Iwan who was surprised to see the behavior of his sister was not afraid of the name 'fat, fat, fatness, fat start'.

"yes continue? it's up to me", said Mifa. "oh this is Brother buying this huh?", Iwan gave a snack that he had held in his hand.

"this is seven that you bought yourself just buy a lot", Mifa immediately took and put into the basket.

"already yok, go home", invite Iwan who is obviously embraced by Mifa. (his longtime mentor astaghfirullah), inner Mifa