Maidatul Khan's

Chapter 14: Fatigue

One month later Datul was really quiet. Unemployment and jomblowati again. The difference is, now Datul is immune. Not to mourn his fate again. The picture of his heart is like the words yaweslah meh piye neh? Yeah how else? Thought it was as sweet as a beef jerky!

Life must go on... After all, Mr. Datul is still able to feed Datul three days a day. Help-help ngantar crackers so that later in the love of more money to buy acne cream.

That afternoon Datul's door was knocked. Datul who had just been about to pray dhuhur opened the door with a half-wet face.

Turns out his high school classmate, Mita.

"Hi Datul.." said Mita who is now increasingly glow up. Datul deserves envy, most of his High School friends are now in the middle of higher education at prestigious universities, of course their appearance has changed a lot. Kece storm.

"Eh.. enter and enter, sorry long ago again ablution,"

"Liet, just a moment kog, want to give this," Mita gave a wedding invitation. "Come next week,..."

Datul looked up for a few seconds. So the bride-to-be nganterin own wedding invitation. "Ahhh... senengnya, enter first come on.. chat long time no see later let me pesenin iced tea Mbak Minem," Datul pleasantries.

"Heummm.. thanks, but sorry this is still a lot to be delivered, I say directly yes"

"Hloo.. kog is in a hurry anyway"

"Next time okay.thank you yes" Datul's friend didn't even want to come in. From the paper bag that he tenteng is still a lot of heaps of invitations anyway. So it's a hurry.

Now Datul stared at the invitation with nanar. I really want to come with that girlfriend. Yesterday when I had a boyfriend, no invitation came. The turn of singles wedding invitations come and go. The world has never sided with Datul.

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All right, no girlfriend's friend so. Still lucky to have a friend of one frequency and be under the same flag. Jomblowers. They gathered together at Datul's house before going to leave together.

"Menor ain't my lipstick?" asked the graceful Datul with the long dress in black. Her semi-curly hair she clasped to one side.

"Menor nda kayak biduan that!" sambar Maktun's.

"Ahhhhhh... Cook anyway? I think it's fitting"

"Tuh ngeyel, asked in answer even prokes"

"Makkk PROTESTERS!" tiva said chiming with a calm look plus calm. "Beauty kog Tul, PD again!" Tuh beautiful people positive thoughts continue, naturally many men who pursue.

"Okay, I'm not erasing it!" Datul sneered towards Maktun and grabbed his mini bag. Do not forget to enter the small envelope that Datul filled with a piece of money fifty thousand. Understandably Datul has so much, is unemployed. What matters is sincere.

Arriving at the event venue, they met with other friends. Mita's wedding event is even like a reunion event, because rarely they can gather and chat like this, in a lot of food suguhi.

While the bride and groom sit in a herd, Datul and his friends begin to circulate to pick up food. Take a meal too, just left not to eat.

"Tul, get some good egg stew!"

"When have I eaten eggs!?"

"Oh yes ding, it's illegal for you to eat eggs yes" Maktun giggled while pouring broth on his own plate.

"Ga dare to ban food anyway, only I don't want to die because of eating eggs must be my acne crazy, sick tau!"

"Hahaha. ya already take the chicken gih"

"Definitely, goyeng chicken, goyeng chicken" said Datul imitating Ipin. "do you want Tiv?"

"Can"

They did not realize from the other corner of the table there was a handsome man who observed the behavior of the three of them.

Sweet girl, it seems I should approach Datul... Datuls...

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The next day Datul was confused, is he hallucinating now?

Mas Hamam in a light yellow shirt sitting in a Minem mbak stall? Hot afternoon do not ask, thirsty Datul, it feels like to suck Hamam's mas if you can. The guy always looks refreshing like a happy soda. Eliminates thirst plus makes happy.

"The idol!" Datul gawking, his name called, ah so mleot this heart.

"Yes???" Then Hamam approached, running small towards Datul. I swear, Datul wants to carry it into the house.

They are now standing face to face. Highlight Hamam's eyes successfully diverted Datul's world. Datul's heart was racing again, like there was a drum band beratraksi there.

"Oi Datul! yesterday you came to Mita's wedding?"

Datul stutters. "Well... a-pa?"

"Then you came to Mita's wedding, you were in a class?"

Datul. Then managed to master themselves. "Ah. yes.., one class fitting SMA"

"Mas Hamam knows Mita?"

See me? huh, when? how could I just miss a handsome guy...

"Oh yeah? I didn't see Mas-Hamam?"

"You're joking with your friends anyway"

"Ah. yes maybe..." Datul was whiny instead of being sweet.

"You want some ice? order it there let me pay!"

In what order? did Mas Hamam want to approach me? GR can't be?

"Yes, uh that means no need Mas, I bring money kog"

"Have ordered it!"

"Mbak Minem has Datul to count on me later!"

"Sip Mas!"

"Do you want to drink what Tul?"

"Es good day brown Mommy, regular little water, ice cubes a lot"

"Sit here!" hamam's orders. Mau, want, run on asked to sit in the stall, invited to sit in the pelaminan only Datul mau mas.

They also sit next to each other. It's an honor for Datul to sit on a bench like this with a handsome man. Oh, this depleted Datul will divide crackers as a form of gratitude.

Hamam sipped his ice while snacking on tofu. Datul is getting crazy with his own thoughts.

Crazy, eating tofu can be that cool!

"The idol!"

Wanted to answer, "yes baby?" hahaha.dreaming!

"Yes?"

"Yesterday when I saw you, I noticed one of your friends,"

The deg! Wh who? Maktun, Eni, Aina, Susi? Datul recalled the row of friends he had with him yesterday. Datul is silent.

"Wearing a black hlo shirt.he's decking the same you keep kog"

Wait, wasn't yesterday the one wearing the black clothes Datul himself, what Mas Hamam fascinated then pretended like this.

"Where the hell is mas?'

"That's what you eat with you"

Jem! Datul forgot one person who was definitely able to attract the attention of anyone.

"Oh... The tiva? Name's Ativa..."

"Heummm. She's so sweet in my opinion..."

Www....!!!!

That's the sound of Datul's broken heart!

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"May I have the phone number?"

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Poor Datul.... mas Hamam even smitten his best friend, how about?

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