My Girlfriend's Account Balance

Ayam

...Love is like a chicken...

...Looking up at the sky hoping to fly like any other bird. Same as when expecting this feeling to be reciprocated, whether that's when....

...Love is like a chicken...

...Not knowing that he will be slaughtered, just looking at the man who feeds him, is like being amazed to see his hero....

...Love is like a chicken...

...When he knew he would be slaughtered, he could only accept his death....

...Love is like a chicken...

...The dumbest creatures have only a small brain. However, maybe he will be happy when he dies later can fly to heaven like other birds. Ikhlas gave his life to his hero....

...Stupid as a chicken? That's my sincerity because of you......

Rabbet

Occasionally the woman with Indo-Japanese blood was glancing towards Raka. His smiling face itself let out a rough sigh.

"You guys just hitchhiked in my car, huh? Let me drive, " said the head of the factory to stop their steps.

Fujiko knitted her forehead. Somehow the head of the factory looks like the arrival of the CEO from the headquarters. A cold sweat was clearly visible on his temple, a contrived looking smile, a truly strange middle-aged man.

"We got on Fujiko's bike. You should get in your car and start thinking about regulating the morality of your employees. Interfering in personal affairs with work!? Arrange your subordinates." Tone full of firmness and pressure. Making the man bow down in fear, he was trembling at this moment. The boss of the boss is different, even the CEO must have a person he fears is a shareholder.

Not one but a group of people who own the company. The greater the percentage of the number of shares the more feared. A group of people who can fire the CEO easily. You could say in the company of shareholders is the real devil. In the sense of the most feared and powerful person, while the CEO only runs the company with the eyes of the shareholders who supervise.

Fujiko rounded her eyes, Raka really looks different at the moment. Even the head of the factory also followed his orders without denying immediately getting into his own car.

Honestly, the girl desperately held back her laughter. Still remember in his mind when there was one sample reject product that was accidentally passed. This is the name of a small fish (Fujiko) killed by a large fish (factory head) while the big fish killed by piranha fish (Raka).

The matic motor was turned on, leaving the front area of the tavern.

"How's your bike?" fujiko asked, hugging the young man who was piggybacking on her from behind.

"Tomorrow I'll walk here to pick up a bike," Raka answered, while Fujiko just smiled tightening her arms. The little boy's hair covered his face. Passing a day that was almost night, for some reason after the sun sinking he wanted to linger like this. He leaned his head against Raka's back.

While the young man only smiled faintly forward Fujiko's motorbike at medium speed."Don't let anyone put you down" he said suddenly.

"I was just like he said looking for a rich man to live a quiet life. But the difference is I don't sell my body, I just want to be officially married" Fujiko smiled, sighing harshly.

Marrying him? Raka just fell silent, still he was not ready. Remembering how her father spoiled her mother. Will he be able to please his wife later? Anxiety that still exists today.

"What if it's me?" ask Raka suddenly.

"Not seriously so! I was just kidding," Raka chuckled as she melted the atmosphere of not wanting their friendship to feel awkward.

"Raka, tomorrow you'll get 20 million, do you want to buy me something to eat?" ask Fujiko who is unsure of her feelings. Move to divert the conversation. You could say, they are friends who are like ducks, talk too much. Not knowing the term, the action used to just talk.

"You're a virgin?" tanya Raka held a smile on her lips. For some reason his possessive soul came out, this farmland belonged to him. A farm that no one has ever worked on.

"Of course it is still! So you made a bet without knowing?" fujiko asked, answered with a nod by Raka.

"Then what if you lose, where will you pay the bet money?" Fujiko slit her eyes.

"From my savings account. No one can put you down, you hear?" said again.

The girl smiled, tightening her embrace. This is what is called friendship to understand each other, there is every friend needs, although there are often small fights but everything ends in laughter. Truly a true friendship that kisses without status, hugs without status even makes a purplish mark as well without status. Too much of an extraordinary.

Until Fujiko realized something."You have over 20 million in savings?" tanyanya remembers Raka's earnings.

Raka nodded."20 million less, the result of my 10 years of hard work. Wh why? Are you in love with me because my savings account is 20 million?"

The girl smiled again, then shouted near the suspension bridge area."Grilled chicken tomorrow!"

Raka just laughed a little still passing Fujiko motor. How much is Raka's savings balance? Only 20 million less. A little bit in the dollar sense. That's his account balance. He's honest, isn't he? Not lying at all? The couple should be judged by their openness. That's his bank account balance. Not including assets.

Happiness is really simple, when they get to the boarding place. Parking the woman's motor slowly, Raka's name stopped his steps when staring at a pair of flip-flops with a green strap and white base color that is usually purchased in stalls.

"Raka, there's people coming in, still inside. He said your father, by the way, how old is your father? Is he a widower?" evi asks, can't his son his father is also quite handsome. Maybe that's what's on his mind.

"My mom is alive" that's just Raka's answer, walking in.

And sure enough his father was there with a T-shirt with a different legislative figure with him. Maybe this is what elections are called without chaos.

"Dad!" Raka approached her father and hugged him.

"There's something you want to say. I just stopped by for a minute. There's still a lot of work in the office" Patra said. The man whispered to his son. While Raka began to shake her forehead, hearing her father's words.

"Thank you" that's just Raka's answer.

"Take your girlfriend well." That was the advice of his father.

The young man who sighed violently was still with the father who might be there for a few more minutes. His eyes looked around, looking at Fujiko who was slightly peeking from the front door of the room that was open. Until it only leaves a paper bag containing a small chess board complete with magnets, to make it easier to install pawns.

A woman who just wants to show her gratitude. Giving souvenirs from Om Jo from Singapore, a former lover who only made friends through WA with him. A young man who looks like a real man from the outside. But the truth is that same-sex lovers. In the end after breaking up into long distance friends.

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Early in the morning, several people gathered at the hospital wanting to know Fujiko and Tita's test results. Two men who have undergone virginity screening.