Magic Lantern
The Day Off's
Kreshna finished his meal with a glutton and toilet.
“You doyan or hungry anyway?” Tanya Ratih laughed amusedly.
“Two.” Said while filling his plate back with chicken steak left, “spent is okay?” Ask Kreshna.
“It's okay. I made it for you. Just spend it.”
They spent time together at Ratih's contract. Play otello.
Patty seemed to think hard. They are scrambling to get a place in the corner and tip so that they can change the color of the seeds of the circle like theirs.
Or boycott half the board to their color so that it cannot change its color because from the tip to (almost) half the board is already filled by their color.
“I can only change three seeds circle all you have mastered.” Kreshna's complaint made Ratih laugh.
“You cry out once in every game.” Ejek Ratih's.
“Maybe it's because my brain is ninety-nine percent working. So it's gaptek when playing.”
Train back chuckling,”the most trite reason. The proof today is we don't work whose idea? Ninety-nine percent for work?” Said Ratih while laughing.
“There's time to burn out.” Kreshna said briefly while thinking hard.
“Already, it's just a game. Relaxed. If you're really burning out. You need refreshing.”
“You too. We're both. That's why I took the initiative to take a leave of absence for both of us. Immediate leave and coercion.”
Kontan Ratih laughed again.
“I will peel the mango while waiting for you to continue your game how?”
“Good idea.” This time Kreshna frowned at the sign of thinking hard.
“Awas not cheating!” Radih.
“Awas not acidic!” Timpal Krishna made Ratih laugh again.
Practice peeling the sweet fragrant mango he bought. The mango is greenish-yellow with a rubber melt on the outside. It looks very sweet and appetizing.
Put the mango slices into the dish and throw the seeds. Peeling three mangoes put on a plate that is quite large.
“You don't?” He offered a mango plate with two forks on it.
Kreshna glanced at the mango plate. It published his taste to see a mango that was so ripe.
Picked the fork and stabbed it. Chew it slowly.
“Sweet once.”
“Lezat right?”
Kreshna nodded her head, “sweet as it peels.”
“Gosh! Tombal once!” Train back chuckling followed by laughter Krishna.
“It is wrong?” Kreshna smiled broadly.
“This is not a matter of right or wrong but your dreadful attitude. What do you want?”
“Today you!”
Ratih pulled out Krishna's ears with a groan from Krishna.
“A sick! I was just kidding!”
“What joke? What if diaminin angel?”
“Her beloved grandchildren arrive right?”
“Internally!” Patih poured the tomato sauce into his hands.
“What do you want?” Ask Kreshna.
Ratih dipped his index finger into the spill of sausage that was in his hand. Striking Krishna's forehead and cheeks with his index finger.
“Red flags!” Shouts tight.
“I'm not deaf!” Sahut Kreshna did not lose his fast. Taking the sausage in the hand of Ratih with his index finger and reciprocating the two cheeks of Ratih with his index finger.
They war strip tomato sauce with their index finger.
Striping forehead, cheeks, chin, lips and nose.
“We are like Indian.” Kreshna said with the rest of his laughter.
“Astract painting?” Sahut Ratih in between his laughter.
“Pizza?”
“Saos tomato?”
“Indeed tomato sauce. Cook saos sambal.”
“What if you use sambal sauce?”
“Ogah ah! Ntar I become a meatball or chicken noodle.”
“Kan yummy chicken noodles or meatballs?”
“Iya but make fat..”.
“What the hell? Joking unclear..”
Both of them laughed again.
“Ngomongin meatballs. Looking for meatballs yuk?”Take Ratih.
“But the game is not finished.”
“We'll finish it. All save your face and your good name.” Radih.
“Asem!”
Train back to laughing.
“You're not looking for meatballs? Or you're just here staring at the otello board all your faults.”
“What error?”
“Error placing round seeds otellomu.”
“Not the wrong way but no other way. You made me have no choice.”
“You're lacking in exercise.”
“Lack work times me. Play otello.” Sahut Kreshna as he chuckles. Followed Ratih.
“So not hunting meatballs?” Radih.
“Come, who's afraid?”
“Level 30.”
“Means?”
“Pedesnya level of gods..”
“Oh no! This is just me scared.”
“So he said not afraid? Scared what?”
Kontan both chuckled.
“Fear of dehydration!” Sahut Ratih's.
“Fear doctor!”
“What's the connection? Not connecting to.”.
“If dehydration can go to the hospital. In the hospital there is doctor.”
“Then can dong also fear ghosts?”
“Kok ghost?” Ask Kreshna.
“At the hospital there are ghosts too?”
“Yes too yes...But if ghost mah everywhere keleus.”
“Yes too? But why not be afraid of the sisters anyway?”
“Ngapain afraid of sisters? Beautiful and sexy so?”
“He flirty!” Shouted Ratih while pinching Krishna's waist.
“Adawww!”
“Eat him don't flirt!”
“Where's the harm anyway?”
“Try to open a dictionary or encyclopedia?”
“Kok dictionary or encyclopedia?”
“Let know his fault dong..”
“Trus if you already know his fault. So bener. What if it is wrong?”
“OMG! Headache!” Ratih's cry was accompanied by the laughter of Krishna.
“Come dong find meatballs!”
“Ok! We didn't just eat. No three hours?”
“That's a big meal. Snacking time.”
“What? The snack eats chips. Chips. Cookies. Cake.”
“That meatball includes snacks. Mood booster.”
“Msgnya make fly...”
“Nah yes. Endorphine..”.
“Duh more and more awkward if continued this conversation..”.
Both of them laughed again.
Ratih locked the door of his rented house. Closing the contract fence but not locking it.
They walked while looking for meatballs around his contract Ratih.
“I have three meatballs for subscription.”
“Choose one of the most delicious.”
“But want to try a new place. Which has never been tried.”
“If it doesn't fit?”
“Newly we choose one of the places I used to eat.”
“Why not just choose aja anyway to a place that you already know the taste?”
“Create variety!”
“But if not suitable we will be heroes wiri.”
“Touch-count sport.”
“Force bang.”
They were looking for meatballs that Ratih had never tasted before. They walk back.
Choose one of the meatballs that sell meatballs urate, smooth also jumbo.
The place is almost no different from other meatball stalls. Sells various drinks. Orange ice, mix, juice, mineral water, tea and coffee.
They were looking for a place that was a bit to the corner and near the window. Which makes this meatball stand more interesting. Lesehan.
Both ordered two bowls of meatballs. Super special meatballs. Chicken noodles with jumbo meatballs, urate meatballs are also smooth complete with wet chicken dumplings. Iced sweet tea.
“Tehnya from Solo. Can try it.”
Ratih nodded his head agreeing to order two glasses of sweet iced tea from Solo.
The tea was very fragrant. It also feels fresh and delicious. Plus the ice cubes that make the tea taste even more delicious.
Meatballs were served after a while the waiter put sweet iced tea on their lesehan table.
“Where's the meatball?” Ask Kreshna.
“I haven't tasted. Just delivered.”
“Oh yes.”
Ratih scoops his sauce and sips it.
“The fruit is good. Savory.”
“Perhaps because of his salary and calendar.”
“Plus mecinnya.”
“Yeah, add favors.”
“Awas ntar tulalit.”
“I called you? Tulalite? Origin do not constipation aja berabe.”
“Tulalite is also constipated but in the brain. Lovely right?”
“Udah ah! Don't bring. Bon apetite.”
Kreshna cut the meatballs. Chew it and breathe the sauce.
“How does it feel?” Ask Ratih.
“Enak.”
“But still better in my subscription place.”
“Better to your subscription place.”
“Nothing want to change the atmosphere. Bosen also eats there. It's also delicious.”
They enjoy their food while chatting.
