Maidatul Khan's

Chapter 9: Advising Yourself

"Oi Datul!"

Plaque!

Datul was shocked then megeplak thighs of his friend who was not nongol this month. Nongol-nongol has been crazily beside him.

"Ngagetin knows,"

"Once I daydreamed, I knocked on the door until I couldn't hear you"

Datul is indeed daydreaming, although sitting with the view of watching television but actually even television watching Datul. How not daydreaming, he's in ghosting it's the same girlfriend.

"huh. I think you've forgotten until you never came here"

Maktun pulled the edge of his lips, then twisted the eyeball. "Hi.. You think I'm lecherous, imagine that I work like a rod, yes even though paid, but really from Monday to Sunday I have no holiday, I have no holiday. - I do not, leave in the morning home at night, hoaaahhh. If only money can be photocopied, really bad work so..."

"continue now that you're rich yet?"

"yet, but I have dared to be arrogant, every payday I hold money this thick" maktun explained while hinting with his finger. Datul believes, after all, work in a garment famous for its overtime hours, it produces more than enough.

"Select, treat it that way..."

"Ashiapp... When is po?"

"All right now, I want to ask for your help..."

"Where?"

"The meeting of men" Maktun blinked his eyes. Makes Datul want to vomit. Ga pantes Maktun sok cute.

Then the two of them actually left the house that afternoon. Maktun parked his motorbike in the courtyard of Al Muttaqin Mosque and then they both walked to the square. Fortunately, Datul today also received a holiday. So his friend was not disappointed to come to his house.

"Sir, is this really you want ground coffee with aliens?"

"You think he's an alien? just careless!"

"i know him through FB anyway, continues lately he met, you know.every time he calls his voice... I so imagine his face must be as handsome as Shahrukh Khan, just by the way he said it feels like I want to jog India, let alone later meet, I invite him muter-muter tree dah..."

"So you don't know his real face yet?"

Maktun shook his head. "He never put up his picture, his profile is just a picture of a chicken"

"Well, you are brave too. What if that guy doesn't meet your expectations? Scary tofu!"

"There you are, at least if he is ugly I have a runaway temen, hahahha..."

"And...!"

"Guild him, meet him where this is!" Datul began to sewot, worriedly afraid of his own mind mixed into the thoughts of his messages that until now have not been answered Nugroho.

"Yes, this is also again in the chat, lush tau!"

"Patience!"

"Well.it!"

Datul and Maktun will cross, from their position they see the fathers in yellow clothes who are also seen looking at Datul and Maktun.

Datul stiffened, unaware that he was squeezing Maktun's arm so tightly that the friend was complaining of pain.

"Sir, Mommy, look at the father of the yellow shirt. lest it be a man you are proud of..."

Datul ga tau course, Maktun's heart has also been pounding. Added reading chat that just entered,

[I've seen you, we're opposite each other, I'm wearing a yellow shirt]

"You need to talk a lot, don't look at the gentlemen, we just cross, then pretend you don't see him, okay?"

"But---.." actually Datul wanted to say if he wanted to run away why not just turn back to the parking lot, but Maktun was still moving. They even head for the crowd. And damn it, the smelly fathers of the land followed them.

"Don't noleh, don't miss!"

Their steps are getting more and more unguided. Datul was nervous to death. Until he nudged the arm of a man with a gray hoodie.

"Eh.. sorry.. I'm not senga-ja..."

Mas Hamam's...

Not satisfied Datul stared at Mas Hamam in such a close distance, Maktun pulled him again. Tenan asem.

"Run Tullllllll......!!!!!"

Bangs...Bang out!

Datul and Maktun are really running right now, as hard as they can. Until his breath gasps. They stopped when they found a public toilet and went inside.

"Haaaahhhhh.. die me!"

"Yes, just die! What did I say! do not be careless to meet! you're a fool or an oon!" Datul scolded Maktun, but the sentence he spoke was like slapping himself. Datul is crazier, receiving love in droves that just a month into a relationship is already breezy. Ga clear.

"Sori..sori.. I'm dark in the eye.. You know for yourself the boy chapter I was blind, dating also never.. huhhhhh..ah..."

"Actually, I'm just as stupid as you are." Datul suddenly wanted to cry. Regarding the sweet leaning, Datul has not told Maktun. Suddenly he felt guilty, why did he just tell me when he was sad like this. A month after her sweet, she doesn't even remember Maktun.

"Why you?"

"Udahlah, I'll tell you later if it's been found out the ending"

"Basic freak!" Maktun scrunched his forehead. I felt like Datul was hiding something. Sure.

But there are more important things now. Blocking the man's number stinks the land.

"Udah kapok haven't you?"

"See if this one, but I'll try again tomorrow, hehe..."

"Effort to Mak, but be more careful,"

I was crazy to advise myself.

"Yes..."

"But I'll see, she's still following us?" Maktun opened the door a bit and then looked out.

"Safe, safe!"

"Thank God.. treat! I don't want to know!"

"Yes, what do you want!"

"To ask Lamar Mas Hamam can?"

"Mas Hamam? who's hayo?"

"Eh...."

"No! I mean, I want to eat chicken. hiyaayam!" Datul, stupid. His heart was sad to think of the sweet leaning, but why half of his heart was also still fascinated by Mas Hamam. Can it be like that? Or did Datul actually also have unfaithful seeds? But all this time he kept getting hurt...

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