MAY

12. A Huge Story

Meli blinked her eyes many times, she was confused to find her best friend was sitting daydreaming on the balcony of the room.

In his hand a cigarette had been burned at the end of the middle to emit a thin smoke.

"Yinghgaar!!" he screamed again for attention.

Remain the same, 2 previous calls are also in the campakan.

"Ck! Shhhhh!" once again, Meli took off her cellphone cassing and threw it at Enggar.

It was an effective way to attract Enggar's attention. He looked at her with a shocked face. "Hm? Since when are you here?"

Oh look at his innocent face when he asked that. "Since this morning."

Meli then thrust a bag of crackles containing a box of food cardboard. "Now!"

"But jerk!" The sluggish cringe changed 180 degrees. "Lo here from this morning? Means you see me snacking, farting, the same I dislodged clothes dong? Jeez Mel, it's a pervert, you!?"

The original charge came out smoothly from Enggar's mouth to Meli.

"Bodo. I brought you a special martabak for you."

Enggar stared uninterestedly at the floating crackle as Meli insisted that Enggar accept.

"Well, in the kitchen you can. Love to mama." The guy's smoking his cigarettes back. Staring blankly at the cloud above.

"Udah, I bought a lot. Under 2 boxes. At home 3 and this one is lo but special!" Meli said in a proud tone Enggar.

"Hm. Taroh on the table there." Enggar answered quickly.

Seeing the face of a friend like this. Meli immediately sat on the chair sebrang Enggar. Enggar looked at her with concern.

"Lo why the hell? Hem?" Meli menoel soft arm Enggar.

The guy did not react, instead back to smoke a cigarette and then stick his back on the back of the chair. He looked at Meli's eyes straight.

Meli silence. Thought Enggar was going to tell you a story soon, but in fact, the guy just kept quiet like that. Can't bear it coming back. "Crazy ya Nggar, what lo gini because less I noticed? I've been dating not a week since your life's been fucked."

"Makanya Mel, break up Raka. Same date as me, take care of me Mel."

Sounds flat indeed, but who knows in his heart his love roots are branching and still expect Meli to remain by his side.

The memory of the word Intan whirled in his head. He cannot give up and surrender. Don't waste the opportunity.

"Dih, if I'm going out with you. Bottom of the cake I'm going to fuckin' nggar." Meli had scrunched her face, as if there was already a shadow about what Enggar said.

Enggar was silent, his hope was as if a small fire doused in one bucket of water. Directly extinguished. He chose to open the martabak earlier and plucked it ferociously.

Meli chuckles at the ferocious way of eating Enggar. Thought it was a joking activity Enggar, but in fact such a guy to vent his anger.

"Smurphy!" point Meli at the area around the mouth.

Enggar swallowed the rest of the food and then leaned his body towards Meli. "Well-in!"

Light hand tickling helps. He grabbed the tissue and then cleaned the area around Enggar's mouth painstakingly. As he was about to draw his hand, Enggar held it in place.

Their eyes clashed, then Enggar sounded with a serious facial expression. "Gue wants to ask."

"That's a notice, not a question," about it to Meli.

"Ye whatever," the lazy Meli kept answering, then a split second she changed her nose with a smile. His right hand that was not in the ring of Enggar he clapped on the guy. "Uttuutu, just ask. What does it do for you."

Taking a deep breath Enggar sharpened his eyes to look at Meli. "Lo never mind, mind to like to temen yourself-"

"Yes!" yet Meli has not cut enthusiastically. "Gue even likes to temen I'm not afraid."

"Huh?" Enggar pura cengo.

"Lo...." What did Meli say just now? His heart rustled slowly coupled with a cool breeze. "Lo...is not wrong to ask this? Okay yes, I like to go to my own office. Armandika Raka! Temen my SD."

"Oh," softly and flatly, Enggar threw his face the other way in annoyance. "This thing tells me to fight."

"Continent?" Meli faintly heard the name called. "Yes, how is he?"

"good. Intan's good. But we're not good."

Meli looked not understanding.

"Lo belom is mature enough to understand this Mel." Enggar said like an adult. He launched his action while patting the top of Meli's head.

Enggar's room door squeaked pretty hard. Appeared the figure of a 15-year-old teenager with a smelly face.

"Opa! Pinjem a matchstick." Nindi stood on the doorstep. "Eh there's Meli. Thanks for the hammer."

Meli nodded. Enggar took over the conversation. "But what? Do you want to smoke?"

Nindi clucked at Enggar's un-benefit allegations. "Build brother's room! Hunt!"

"Astaghfirullah, your dorhaqa is grandpa!"

"You need to practice IPA. Here ih!"

"Pake the stove there."

Nindi grunting. While Enggar held back a laugh, the whole house knew that Nindi was a girl who still could not turn on the stove. He had a trauma at the age of 5.

"Competor there. My matches are too sacred for najisin kek lo." Enggar raised his eyebrows against Nindi.

That girl growled. "okay!" Nindi shouted as if defiant.

"OK on going lo." Enggar replied in a light tone.

"Love deh Nggar, very difficult to pinjem gitu doang." Helping hands helps.

"Yesterday you were called bk, right? Keep calling your mom and hire someone else. Aduin to mama ahh." Nindi threatened with a sly face.

"Make it go!" Buy the stove behind Enggar.

The black match soared 1 second in the air before finally landing on Nindi's palm.

"Gomawwo!"

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