My Girlfriend's Account Balance

Matres

In the end the young man came out this time not using a towel alone as usual. Raka was still wearing her clothes earlier, her hair and skin were a little wet a sign that the young man was actually hitching a bath.

Fujiko knitted her forehead."Tumben immediately put on clothes," he murmured. Accustomed to Raka who carelessly wandered in his room with only a towel around his waist.

"There's a woman here." Only that was the answer to his rude sigh, glancing towards Fumiko, the older sister of his best friend.

"Am I not a woman?" ask Fujiko laugh.

"You are different from the other women," Raka smiled winked one eye, then walked out of the room.

Fujiko's eyes stared at Raka without blinking, occasionally smiling indistinctly. Pissed off? Of course, it wanted to feel like Fumiko was slamming her sister.

"Remember! You're just friends! Don't fall in love with her! Your future will be full of struggles if you live with it!" fumiko Emphasis.

"I.yep! Who likes it..." Fujiko.

*

While Raka walked towards her room, changing her clothes. The young man who was just silent, still hesitating to this day what Fujiko loves him? Probably not, a feeling that only grows as a friend. Leaning his body on the door of the closed room.

Love is a complicated thing. Despite telling her true identity, Fujiko will still not love her, due to a binding friendship. Her lips tried to smile, but somehow her tears flowed.

A young man who has never been in love is eventually subdued by his own best friend.

Does kissing mean love? What's the cuddle too? Raka began to lie staring towards the ceiling of the room. If physical touch is love, who does the comfort woman love? Comforters have hearts, right? No, it could not be love, just napsu.

A wall called friendship exists between her and Fujiko. Trying to smile whatever is on his mind at the moment.

"Better I write sad scenes, so that my mood is better!" his mutter runs his side hobby as a ghost writer of unknown mystery horror.

*

This morning she had breakfast in Fujiko's room. But there was a strange, no wind no rain, Evi brought nuggets for them. He said that all the good deeds will be in return.

Words that are not understood by a pair of friends. Moreover, Evi who now often even praised Fujiko's beauty without saying or insinuating about friendship that exceeds the heat of a married couple.

That's not how much, the girl washed Raka's bike, saying this is a sign of gratitude as a friend. Really weird, is that guy out of his mind?

Indeed, the money in power, after graduating from college later, it will be difficult to find a job. That's when the rich family connection plays a role, something Evi realizes is always looking forward.

"Yesterday you put it in the refrigerator? Today we have breakfast nugget." Raka said full of smiles, serving breakfast to the two of them.

The young man sitting cross-legged ate voraciously. While Fujiko is stirring up his rice."We won't eat together tomorrow. I'm going home to Dad's for three days, I'm leaving in the afternoon,"

Raka just smiled."I've bought soap and shampoo, it's okay."

"Sometimes I just think, if I get married later what about you. My brother said he'd find a soul mate for me. I-" Fujiko was down somehow her heart hurt. A fella? Is it true that you are just friends?

Raka bowed, trying to accept the fact that she was just a friend."It's okay don't worry about me. Most importantly, you are happy. If the man is having an affair just kick his breeding tool," he joked trying to make Fujiko smile.

For the first time Fujiko ate while crying, as if this was her last meal with Raka, a friend who accompanied her this one year.

"Why crying? Like someone just died!? You only left me for three days! I'm not going to starve to death!" said Raka hit Fujiko's head with a spoon.

"Basic dedemit! Cook with my rice, my vegetables, my tempeh! But my head was hit!" fujiko snapped, forgetting her sadness.

"You'll be gone for 3 days, then you'll get money from Tita. You can lend me 100,000 if I have my paycheck back," Raka smiled, a smile that looked sinless.

"Tita's money's yours. So, I just transfer everything. What's your account number?" asked Fujiko to grab her phonecell.

"That's yours, use it to buy a pretty dress, don't let anyone put you down." Raka said, Fujiko suddenly hugged her body.

"Thank you!" Those are the words of Fujiko.

"I'm really stupid, giving up money for you to have an affair," Raka replied to Fujiko's embrace full of smiles.

"If you want to go, don't forget to lend me 100,000. One more thing, the rest of the grilled chicken for me huh? I'll sell it again" he said, recalling that there were still two untouched roasts in the fridge.

Fujiko knitted her forehead."If you're stingy like this when do you have a boyfriend!?"

*

He hadn't been home for a long time. Only come home during the holidays, although the distance of his father's house is not too far. In the end he came home too, home with a mango tree in his yard, where he grew up.

The house has undergone many changes. He and his three brothers raised money for his renovation. Not the result of asking from each girlfriend, but indeed from personal savings.

There is nothing wasteful between them, Rosita works as a cigarette salesman, Fumiko a low-paying female employee, while Tari works in a hospital cafeteria. To be honest with their naturally beautiful appearance even without expensive treatments, they can squeeze out rich men easily. But they do not, just enough to find one established boyfriend, to be a prospective husband.

Along with the girl getting off the bike, the father's motorbike was also parked. A man in white, his face so calm one of his teeth is made of gold, a gift from Fumiko's boyfriend.

Fujiko's eyes glanced there was a car there, no matter who. The father suddenly hugged his daughter."Why are you wandering around, I said it's enough to help you in the store!"

"Find the experience of father," Fujiko returned his father's embrace. "Whose car is that?"

Word let go of his embrace."That's my dad's car, Rosita's boyfriend gave it to me. He said that because Rosita did not want to accept it, it was given to me. Actually, I do not want to accept it, but how else, he said the existence of this car to tie Rosita because many are chasing her. Duda is more possessive, understand it,"

This is what makes Fujiko more determined to find rich men. He felt the only one who could not bring a filial son-in-law. Actually, the father does not matter as long as the man is responsible and loves his daughter. But still, the four girls loved their father so much.

A few passing neighbors began to peek, the nicest house in the area. Want to know who will be Fujiko's girlfriend considering all three of her sisters have an established boyfriend.

"Matre, where they want to be with my son" one of the neighbors sneered.

"Yes, remember Rusli didn't? Who became a teacher, immediately rejected by Tari (third child, Fujiko's brother). He said that if he had a salary above five millions, he would come again! Arrogant beauty-ridden! Also sell yourself." Other mothers insinuating.

"True, arrogant amit-amit. Mending me match my son with the son of Maimunah, although not beautiful, but immediately want to be with my son without seeing his income." Said the new mothers.

"Maimunah's mother's son is not a widow who was left cheating on her husband huh? My mom's son has just been training for work. Want to marry a salary of 1.2 million? Enough to eat my wife's child!?" ask other neighbors who are passing by.