My Fancy Beloved

Search for clothes

In the afternoon after they finished berberesan at Lisa's mother's house, they immediately say goodbye to go home each.

"Mom, we go home first. Tomorrow after returning from Friday we are here again," said the Princess as she said goodbye to her teacher.

"Yes, tomorrow I wait. You guys be careful going home" Lisa said as she drove them in front.

They went to the motorbike they had parked under the tree. Meanwhile, Lisa's mother closed the door again.

"Put, you anterin I go home first yes" pricil asked the Princess while riding the rear piggy bank.

"Anterin Pricil rame-rame yes," said the Princess of all her friends.

"Oh my brother, I'm going straight home!" said Tio while putting his helmet on his head.

"Yes, go home!! who asked for anterin with you" said Pricil sewot.

"Oh yeah, we're the anterin. Let him go home first" said Angga while putting on his helmet.

"Well, we're framed!" said Putri while running his motorcycle plan to leave the yard and followed by Angga behind him.

While Pricil gave directions for the road they passed to quickly get to Pricil's house.

After some distance, Tio followed in their footsteps secretly. Suddenly a curiosity arose in him to know the home of his ukek uang class brother against him. Though he was the one who caused the shock of his upperclassman.

Viewed from a distance, the Princess and Angga motorbike stopped in front of the White painted house and there was a Leatherback tree in front of the house.

Tio stopped his bike for a moment to make sure that Pricil entered the house he saw. And sure enough, Pricil entered the house after waving his hand to his friend.

With a quick movement Tio turned back his motorbike and gas before being seen by his friend who delivered Pricil earlier.

The lone princess carried her motorway in the front position, Angga and Vienna followed closely behind.

When they reached the intersection, they separated. Angga drove Vienna to his house, all to find out the house of his upperclassmen who he was appraising.

***

"Sil, so let's go tonight" said Chandra beside Pricil who was standing at the front door. Pricil turned to Chandra's voice.

Chandra entered her sister's house through the side door, coincidentally her two brothers were coffee and ngeteh there.

He saw Pricil standing in front of the front room door facing the street. He invited Pricil to leave tonight.

"Uncle yes! I like to ngagetin by the way. Thankfully I'm not happy!" pricil said as he rolled his eyeballs.

"Heheh, let's move now!" take her while taking the key out of her pants pocket.

"Wait a minute, I'm saying good to aunt." Pricil went back to see his uncle and aunt for a farewell.

After that they went to a clothing store that was not too far from their home area.

They arrived at the Annass Fashion clothing store, and immediately they chose the right dress model and size after entering the store.

"Kok, the shirt's a couple of uncles!" Pricil protested the results of his uncle's choice.

"What's wrong Sil, let's make it work." Chandra said as she handed over her chosen clothes to the shopkeeper to take to the cashier's desk.

"This uncle is weird. Like a man going out, clothes should be couple, we'll be like father and son." Pricil chirps as the path breezes ahead of Chandra.

"What Sil, you said what earlier. I didn't hear it!" ask Chandra while matching Pricil's steps.

"There's no tuh!" pricil said indifferently to his uncle's question.

When she was done, Chandra brought her clothes and hung them on her motorcycle hangers.

"We eat first, Sil," Chandra asked as he drove his bike.

"Eat what" asked Pricil.

"What do you want to eat" Chandra asked.

"Ramen yuk" said Pricil.

"Where should you choose."

"We're going to Okkittaa Ramen, cuss!" pricil said while pointing at the direction he was referring to.

On the way to the position to be visited, they chatted. Although the noise of other vehicles that dominate their sound more.

Pricil who is less clear to hear the talk of Chandra, he advances his face to the side of Chandra's head. His body was attached to Chandra's back, although not too sticky. But it was quite felt on Chandra's back.

The twin-shaped chewy object felt so gently pressing on his back from behind.

"What uncle, less clear his voice" cried Pricil beside Chandra's head.

Chandra swallowed his saliva with great difficulty. His relics even responded to something back there.

"Ap, what's Sil. Less clear of his voice" asked Chandra stuttering.

Pricil again pressed his body and closer to his face, his voice was more loud so that it was heard clearly by his uncle.

"Uncle earlier what, his voice is less clear" cried Pricil beside Chandra's ear.

"Udah, we'll talk about it again. It's a real race road, so it's not heard" said Chandra who began to increase the speed of the motor. He's very tense at the moment.

Now, they're at the place Pricil wanted them to be. They entered after the glass door was opened by the guard at the place.

They sat face to face and ordered the Ramen that Pricil wanted earlier, the menu they chose was named. For the spiciness that is. Because Pricil is not so strong to eat foods that are too spicy.

"Uncle was just what," repeated Pricil who was still curious about his uncle's question when traveling earlier.

"That's about this afternoon, who did you come home to?"

"Ohh, that's my best friend at uncle's school. Wh why? beautiful are they?" pricil asked in a seductive tone.

"No, I just want to know. More beautiful sitting here." Chandra said as she turned her gaze away from Pricil.

"Where? who's beautiful!" pricil asked while observing the people around him. But he did not find a girl, there was only a male servant standing guard next to the entrance. While the visitors are many men, and there is a group of families. It was just my mother who was old.

Chandra looked directly at the brownish bead of Pricil's eyes, and said what he meant.

"You" said Chandra with a handsome smile, and a dimple showing her cheek.

Pricil squinted his eyes at this uncle. Why does this uncle like to say that he is beautiful. In fact, he felt ordinary. Even the guy at his school no one glanced at him let alone said that he was beautiful.

Only his two best friends often said that. Finally, he put a smile on his lips.

"Uncle why I like to say I'm beautiful," said Pricil with a gaze still focused on Chandra's eyes, his smile still engraved there.

It made Chandra frustrated and wanted to scream.