Miss Sound Adhan

Eps. 31 Meet In The Stall

Rayhan immediately drove his motorbike to the food stall where Carissa was located.

Broom! Carissa who is still busy reading the job vacancies in the newspaper to put her newspaper as soon as she heard the sound of a motorbike heading towards her.

From a distance the motor was red and instantly made him alert. He was afraid if it was Rayhan's motor.

Let's hope it's not the bike of the wretched, inner Carissa.

Honestly, some time he felt afraid of himself when he saw the red sports bike while on the streets. He was afraid that the bike belonged to Rayhan. All the red motorbikes on the streets he always avoid when passing.

A few days ago Carissa met a red sports bike and it followed her. He was so creepy that he dared not look back. But fortunately it turns out the wrong assumption turned out to be an ordinary motorbike rider of the same type.

“Maybe it's not the motor. It's someone else's motor that looks like.” Carissa concluded.

He did not want to take a headache and immediately sipped orange ice that was on the table two minutes ago and he had not touched at all because he was still focused on seeing other locker news.

His eyes were immediately fully rounded when the motor had stopped in front of the stall. Especially after seeing the man who got off the bike.

“K-you why are you here?” carissa said stammered and shocked to see Rayhan walking in and now standing in front of her.

He even choked because he was so surprised. He did not expect to see the man again today, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow and so on. All his life he didn't want to meet, let alone deal with a brandal like him again.

“Of course to eat,” replied Rayhan briefly then sat down.

With his leisure he took a cloth belonging to Carissa which is still warm and not touched at all. The smoke and the spicy steam that came out of the white bowl was very inviting to his stomach which again screeched sorely.

“Lumayan for stomach propping.” Rayhan immediately fed a spoonful to his mouth.

“You're really yeah? Just play comot belongs to people without permission first. Is that your custom?!” Carissa was upset.

He deliberately silenced the seblak so as not to get too hot when eating. Because after drinking ice if you directly eat hot food the teeth will feel sore, it may be hollow afterwards.

But now it's been eaten by Rayhan. Of course there's no way he could take it again and eat Rayhan's marks.

“This is mine so it is only natural that I eat it,” Rayhan replied lightly, without the slightest sense of sin.

“Mine? How can it be yours while I order it.” Carissa.

“Because you still owe me, then just consider this mine. You pay your debt with this.”

“Hais! My stomach can't be compromised.” Carissa held her stomach that felt sore wrapped around. He called the waiter at the shop.

“Bu, I want to add one more bowl,” he said order.

“Iya, Non.”

Carissa looked back at Rayhan who was now sweating and picked up a tissue to wipe the sweat.

Why does this taste so spicy? Inner Rayhan. His tongue was burning and hot.

It seems he's not spicy. Feel it! Wrong yourself eat mine directly comot only! maki Carissa in heart while smiling faintly.

“It Non, asblakan.” The waiter delivers the order.

Carissa then immediately ate the plate that had been served in front of him, because he could not swear by anything he could not hold his stomach wrapped around.

Strange as it is, he doesn't sweat like me at all. Is he a fan of spicy? rayhan's inner, staring at Carissa.

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Carissa hurriedly finished her meal, other than being hungry she would not deal with Rayhan anymore. Maybe the man asked her to buy him a drink too. Even though the money is getting thin, and he must save until the end of the month.

“Where are you going? Don't leave if you don't pay me too,” asked Rayhan to pull his foot out of the table to block Carissa.

“I'll pay for the food you eat. But all my debts are paid off.” Carissa stepped over Rayhan's feet heading to the cashier to pay.

“Hey, wait a minute!”

Rayhan runs after Carissa out of the food stall.

“I already paid. But why are you still following me?!” carissa said, uncomfortable.

From the back they both passed Devi's motorbike. The girl has sharp eyesight when it comes to Carissa. He could tell clearly even from a distance.

“Isn't that Carissa?” he muttered to see the figure of his rival, “And the man..isn't he a thug who taught me a lesson some time ago? Why is she with that gull again?” he felt astonished.