Marsha's Last Port
#PTM CHAPTER03
“TEMENS ALL TODAY YOU CAN EAT FOR FREE.. EVERYTHING'S AS SATISFYING.. COME PESEN” Said Marsha shouting, suddenly all the students who were there saw Marsha with a strange look.
“You don't believe.. Do people there want to buy you all?” Marsha pointed towards Bhishma who was sitting eating her food at the very end of the table.
“Serious lo?!” Ask one of the students.
“Gue is serious, he is the kindest person.Is he Bhishma?” Marsha said with a sweet smile.
“Hmmm” Bisma just muttered to answer Marsha's question.
“Tuh.. did I say a sneak pees as you like Lo” Titah Marsha to the male student.
Hearing the Free words of all the students storming every point of the canteen, Marsha smiled proudly at the sight of the students and schoolgirls eating voraciously. Marsha ordered only cold mineral water she was sitting near the Bhishma who was staring at her full of marahan.
“Thank you Bismaaaa.. It's good to treat us” said Marsha without a wrong rasaber.
“Sama-sama.. Thanks for helping me spend my pocket money for one month” Sarkas.
“Haha I believe lo rich people, money like this must open the problem right to lo?” In Tanya like that prestige if you answer this problem. Obviously Bhishma will answer not a problem.
“Clear dong. Bisma” Said Bisma bragging herself.
“OK if so.. I return to class now bye.” Marsha waved her hand towards Bhishma and brought two bottles of mineral water.
“Bu. anyway all pesenan children in payin people there yes name Bisma” Marsha pointed towards Bisma.
“It's good Non.. Thanks yes non”
“Thanks for her Bu” The canteen mom smiled.
Bisma immediately paid the food bill given by the owners of the canteen, with friendly Bisma saw quite a lot of notes with the nominal, he immediately paid all cash.
Although annoyed still he paid everything with a smile consider it an unexpected alms, he was sure his father and mother would not bother if his pocket money was used up, son of sultan mah free time..
After the second break at twelve o'clock all students have entered the class, today is still free lessons are still not conducive because it is still the period of introduction to each other.
In class he still looked at Marsha clingy from the leftmost bench. From tomorrow he promises not to make Marsha feel at home here, Bisma will deploy her minions to help her prank Marsha.
“Dis.. when will you play to my place?” Ask Marsha.
“Gue wants to but must nyokap permission first”
“Izin lah from now.. later let my driver who anterin lo to home, how?” Marsha's proposal, Didis nodded.
“Wait. I WA nyokap first”
Marsha noted the lesson schedule for the start of Monday, starting next week the lesson will begin.
“Sha... I'm in permission nyokap, but have to go home under 9 o'clock malem”
“Siap.. later I tell the driver anter lo before 9 easy it”
“OK..”
“Nyokap I must have taken it to home” Tukas Marsha happy. during his school no one ever came to visit, because all his friends are less likely to have friends sultan like him.
At three o'clock the students and students disperse each and go home to their homes.
Marsha and Didis were waiting for amen at the school security post, after being telephoned by his little boss Mr. Amin immediately hurtled to his destination.
Tidbits.(.Think of it as the sound of a horn..
“Bos small.. Have you been waiting a long time?” Ask Mr. Amin still in the car.
“Not yet, let's enter” Marsha let Didis enter first into the car.
When it was in the car Didis glanced briefly at Mr. Amin.
“Pak, I'm sitting behind ya. Oh yes sir This is Didis new temen I” Didis salami mr. Amin.
“Salam knows ya non Didis”
“Iya Pak.”
Mr. Amin is turning to Marsha now.
“Small boss we want to continue where is this?” Ask Mr. Amin.
“We go straight home & let me buy food from home just deh”
“We go direct yes non”
“Okey pak”
The car has driven to the interraxal residence in the elite complex in his circles, Didis was amazed not when riding a very luxurious car from his father's. Didis is also actually among the upper class, his father is a member of the House of Representatives but still remains rich father Marsha who is the owner of a halal make-up standardization business one Indonesia.
“Already until the Boss is small. please non” sir amen open the door for both of them.
“Thank you Amin” said Marsha and Didis together.
Didis see around the house Marsha is very big. “Sha is Lo's home?” Her question was amazed.
“Not.this House nyokap same bokap” answer his relax “Udah rush in!” Marsha pulls DIDis' hand into her house.
“Ma..Mama...” Marsha said to enter the house.
“Hey baby, just got home? Who is this?” Ask Marissa.
“Oh yes Ma, this Didis her friend me, Disknow Mama I” Didis kissed the back of Marissa's hand.
“Sweetie once, call Mama aja so familiar”
“Hehe Yes Mama Marsha”
“You've eaten? Mama planned not to cook, you pesen food aja gih”
“Iya Ma, we go to the room only yuk” Marsha took Didis' hand again to his room, when he saw the frame of the wall photo of his house, Didis saw there is a photo of the owner of the famous cosmetics office. Rama Antareks.
Arriving in the room Didis amazed by the interior of the room is contemporary, indeed Marsha is not the child of people carelessly it turns out.
“Sha.. emm who was bokap lo?” Ask didis.
“Hmmm why?”
“Lo his son Pak Rama Antareksa?”
“Iya, why? Rich in shock?”
“Why not say?”
“Times I have to say, hay me Marsha princess Antareksa his son Father rama Antareksa.. must be so?”
“Hahaha yes not so many times, I was surprised even though you are the number so many people but actually no one knows”
“Involuntarily, I hate if I have a friend who saw who”
“Haha really too, means I am the same rich guy dong?” ledek Didis's.
“ANNjrott ngeselin lo, pokonya at school can't anyone know I'm family antareksa”
“Each small boss” Say Didis respectfully.
They chatted about the experience of Junior High and others, the food they ordered now is their favorite pizza. From now on they became close friends, Didis also never had a very open friend like Marsha, because the friend who was known first, only utilizing his intelligence and his property only.
“Tomorrow saturday..where are you going?” Tanya Disis while eating a mouthful of her pizza.
“Where to go, saturday I tutoring week I want to practice Volly, why?”
“Gak papa I just aja, weekand I have no event because. Abis training Volly if I pick up to gor how?”
“Continue going?”
“We go, to time zoon so..”
“Tar I permission my brother deh, if possible later abis training Volly I'm phone lo okay”
“OK..”
They spend their food up to the toilet, the body can be small but the stomach is not in Tanya.
It's almost seven o'clock Didis has cleaned his bag which was previously taken out. When finished Didis say goodbye to Marissa and Rama.
“Didis want to go straight home?” Marissa asked as didis kissed the back of her hand.
“Iya Mama Marsha, because Mother was uda telfon”
“Ohh so yes, Achaa please say the same amin anterin Didis as Rumah” Titah Marissa.
“Papa marsha,Didis go home first” Didis say goodbye to Rama.
“Iya Be careful on the road ya” Rama said.
“Iya Mom.. Papa, Bang” Rully nodded.
“Greetings to your father and mother ya”
“Iya Ma good night”
“Night.”
Didis already boarded the car set by Mr. Amin, Marsha waved her hand to Didis.
Slowly the car left the large garage belonging to the interracial family. After the car disappears from his sight Marsha and Marissa choose to enter and have dinner together with her family.
“Cha.. That's your name is actually Didis?” Ask Marissa in wonder.
“Surely from earlier Mama want this nanyain yes same I Hehe.”
“Iya Mom Curious Achaaa”
“Name Adisti Ma, but called Didis”
“Oooo.. You Marsha why don't you know yourself Acha?”
“Ihh Gak want Mama. from childhood I like the least called it, later on ledekin again Acha Acha Nehiinehi. Don't want ah” Rajuk Marsha.
“Hehe Mama Joking, let's eat now” said Marissa while hugging her beloved youngest child.
Tonight they went through dinner together as usual. Rully who is still busy always makes time to go home for dinner together.
Since it was abandoned by the grandparents of mama Marissa and Papa Rama, this house became quiet, and, because the house built by Rama with the results of his hard work raised the production of make-up carried on by his eldest son Rully.
Once the Marissa family was just a family of ordinary people and only the child of ordinary civil servants, Rama's heart was adrift when the woman helped her mother who was in custody because of shopping luggage. Marissa ignored her prophetic intentions just to help her carry a heavy finger.
From there the Antareksa family was formed and united with the Marissa family, and created children who are handsome and beautiful also charming. Their Friendly Attitudes were also derived by their benevolent grandparents and ancestors when given sufficient wealth by the almighty.
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