Maidatul Khan's

Maidatul Khan's
Chapter 37: The Call of Love



Sunlight shone on the roof of the residents' houses that lined up tight. Only this time Datul will go to apply for a job carrying his own body, without his mean friend.


There was an incredible feeling of nervousness mixed in. Still remind, not long ago he almost fell in the night world under the guise of a dimly lit stall. Although this time it is guaranteed to be accepted, but still Datul is not confident. Not to mention the SKCK tempest, making Datul's heart unsettled since opening his eyes.


Datul concluded his shoelaces in front of the terrace. His head was raised as the sound of Ninja Hatori's motor stopped right in front of him. Datul breathed a heavy sigh.


What the hell!


After a night of being upset, early in the morning his heart was invited to wrestle again. He shouldn't show up, so that Datul can continue to hate him.


"Let me take you!" Hamam held out a head protector for Datul. Datul scowled at the sign of dislike.


"You guys want to fill up the gasoline, jeez angry kog not finished" Hamam complained because Datul has not yet responded.


Accept it? push off? accept it? push off? It looks like Datul needs to pray istikharah only to accept or reject Hamam's offer. It's hard!


If I accept, Mas Hamam will feel victorious and forgiven. I have not yet expressed anger. But if I refuse, it means I have to walk up the front alley, wait for transportation, continue to rise until the afternoon market, continue to change minibuses until the terminal, then walk again until SPBU. Rempong.


"The food's up!" as if he could read Datul's mind, Hamam with a spirit of independence snatched confidently.


Huh, Datul is indeed a girl suse-menye, the establishment is not as solid as Borobudur temple and not as thick as Sinchan eyebrows as well. The next second Datul was already piggybacking behind Hamam. Even though he had been silent all along like a rock.


Hamam several times glanced at Datul through his motorcycle spy. The girl really put her mouth on. Jail, Hamam took the bike faster. As if to follow the speed of Valentino Rossi while racing in the arena. Datul screamed, hugging Hamam's waist tightly.


"Mas Hamam mending rename!" shouts Datul out loud.


"What!?" finally willing to open his mouth too, Hamam drengesan in heart.


"MAS JERKY!"


Instead of reducing the speed of the bike, Hamam increasingly drove in the accompaniment of Datul's increasingly crazy screams.


"Youngpam....!!!!!!"


Shittt....


Bremm...bremmm...bremm...!!!


Datul was still tightly hugging Hamam's waist when the bike stopped. His eyes are still closed. Have I reached hell?


"Down Tul, I'll have to get in line for gasoline if I don't want to run out"


"Aghh, I don't want to, I'm afraid" said Datul still with closed eyes. His heart was jumping up and down, not knowing falling scattered on the road or not.


"Hahaha.just say at home hugs gini, smell me"


At such a tease Datul rushed to his senses and let go of his embrace.


"Fuel incense! you jerky!"


"Please don't joke huh!"


"smile first!"


"Gaje! the hunt stopped! be ashamed"


Hamam did not bother him, he continued to shake the bike. Jumping could-can Datul toppled.


"OK stop! I smile. hihihi...hihihi..."


"Happy?! satisfied!?"


"Wakakakakak.. that would be delicious. please go down princess Tulai khan" Hamam tilted his motorbike so that Datul easier to get down.


"Ckkkk... sucks!"


"Ahai...thank you, from today onwards, I will call you Tulai khan, consider it a call dear to you"


"Damn, ngaco! go home!" call your dear entud! Batin Datul misuh - misuh.


"Right! btw, spirit! hopefully, get the written test"


"Written test?"


Datul rounded his eyes wide. Why yesterday Hamam did not give. Where he learned nothing. Without preparation and this all impressed sat set in a hurry.


"Yups, last night Tomi said before the interview test there will be a written test, may be some kog problem"


Datul is very anxious, "if you know that why didn't you tell me last night huh!" one hard blow landed on Hamam's small, muscular arm.


"Auchhhh.. Tulai Khan's pain!" Hamam. "Who's wrong last night didn't reply to my chat huh"


"You ah...!" Datul is out of words. Just because of one question 'still angry?' last night, he was almost crazy. Datul nesu-nesu left the grim Hamam on the bike.


Funny you Tul...


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I'm so badmood I swear😑


Ga di zahin ayang because😪