My Girlfriend's Account Balance

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"Fujiko, come sit down!" Rosita pulls her sister to sit next to Sean.

The girl let out a rough sigh staring at her awkward looking lover. Quickly back up walking into the kitchen took out two extra plastic chairs. Then sit next to Raka.

"Fujiko?" Rosita looks upset, this is the best husband candidate for her sister.

"Sorry, I just brought this." Raka said full of smiles, putting a box of sweet martabak chocolate flavor.

Rosita and Tari clenched her forehead. Sighing roughly, they still had to ask, even though they might already know the answer.

"What are you graduates?" tanya Dance.

"I'm grading SMU Negeri." The honest answer from Raka, considering that she had never entered the gate of the university.

Such a disappointing answer, where exactly does Fujiko's logic lie? Maybe that's what's on his two brothers' minds.

"What's yourjob? How much's the salary?" this time Rosita who asked, although unlikely, could be this young man a successful farmer or fish farm owner.

"Perker--" Raka's sentence is cut, by her lover who looks furious.

"She became an unknown ghost writer, as well as a foreign-language article translator. His salary is less than 2 million per month. Indeed why!? She's my boyfriend!" firmly Fujiko clung to Raka, clutching tightly to her lover's fingers.

Makes the atmosphere even more awkward. The eyes of two intimidating older brothers wanted the happiness of their younger brother. And the look of the sister who seemed to say, he could live happily with the miser, considering the year they had spent together as a couple gathering kebo under the guise of friends.

"Thank you, we eat together?" The Word smiled, probably the only neutral person in this room. Opening sweet martabak and souvenirs from Sean are quite a lot. Put it in the middle of the table, so everyone can eat it.

But everyone seems to have no taste. Sean wants Fujiko. Raka who just silently stared at the sweet martabak that made her really want to cry. Rosita and Tari who disagree with the arrival of the little paid young man. While Fujiko, wants to keep his beloved.

A aura of hostility that was completely domineering. There are two unequal camps here. Until one more person was present, just came home from work, carrying a pack of satay.

"Fumiko! You finally came home! This is Sean dancing with Fujiko at your engagement party. He wants to get acquainted with Fujiko more closely." Rosita smiled, as if asking for support from the newly arrived Fumiko.

"Whale goddamn?" fumiko muttered with a strange facial mimic."Sorry, wrong, my dear sister-in-law has arrived. What's up here? You should have said if you wanted to come a little Dwi can pick you up," he said walking closer to Raka. Being a sweet sister-in-law.

The atmosphere was silent, only Fumiko's voice full of praise was heard.

"Son, are you sick?" ask Dance to Fumiko.

"No! Get rid of that fish!" the second child in the family.

"Fumiko," said Rosita, repressing her anger at her sister.

"What's? I agree with him more! Fujiko has known him for a long time. Sean's only here to be friends with Fujiko, right? Just wanted to be friends you guys have been like this. Not necessarily Sean likes Fujiko, Fujiko already knows Raka inside out." Fumiko to her brother and sister.

Raka let out a rough sigh after a while looking at the sweet martabak that was on the table."Whatjourjob? You said your name was Sean, didn't you?" ask her with a smile that looks strange. Smiling yet giving off an aura as if wanting to destroy the life of the person before him.

"I have a middle class effort. Sorry brother Rosita, sister Tari, sir Word I say back home, there is a sudden business. Fujiko, I wish we could get to know each other better." Sean said with a calm face, starting to get up.

"Let me drive to the front." Rosita got up quickly and drove Sean away.

The woman who walked cheerfully eventually found a soulmate for her sister. The first impression he saw from Sean was coming from the upper middle class and good heart. Maybe Fujiko will be happy.

"I'm sorry, or Fujiko and Fumiko's behavior. Maybe they have offended you" said Rosita bowed.

"It's okay tomorrow I'll come again. Fujiko's a good person, I just want to get closer to her." Sean smiled as he started getting into his car.

"You like my sister? Then I give you advice. Don't surrender! Fujiko was just being teased by the br*hsek guy. Another month or two he will be back on the right track" Rosita smiled, encouraging. While Sean just smiled, drove his car away.

Rosita steps quickly into the house, soon after Sean's car departure. The drab scenery is seen when Fumiko ran to make drinks for Raka. While Tari just kept silent staring dislike at her sister's lover.

"Raka, I'm sorry if any of you have a relationship?" tanya Firman stared with seriousness.

"Yes! I mean it with him! I can't promise, but I will try hard to make her happy. Please bless our relationship." Pinta Raka snatched the words of the Word.

"So you guys are in a relationship?" asked the man with one of his teeth made of gold.

Fujiko nodded quickly."I'm comfortable with him, Dad. We stayed one year as neighbors, even the smell of my fart he memorized,"

Word incised her own temple with the behavior of minus her youngest daughter."He knows you can't cook?" his question, answered with a nod by his daughter.

"Everything she knows about you?" ask Word.

"She knew my habit when defecating never closed the door tightly, preferring to eat using the hands, while sitting down, sometimes peeling from littering, sometimes peeling from littering, he even lifted my clothes if I forgot. So he knows I always wear matching underwear." The resolute answer from Fujiko, hugging Raka's arm, was leaning on her shoulder.

The Word is turning its own temple."You are a daughter. No prestige in front of men?"

"No! I'm comfortable with him. If you now have a partner while maintaining ethics, then when married later how to maintain ethics. Should I hold my fart all night!?" ask Fujiko, convince her father.

Word can only sigh."You haven't introduced yourself. And what does Fujiko know about you?"

"He knows the amount of income I make from being an unknown ghost writer. Fujiko knows the size of my clothes, she knows I'm always an irritant. That's all..." The answer from Raka makes Fujiko stunned, he never really knew the figure of his lover. Even Raka's birthday doesn't know.

The woman who swallowed her own saliva. Actually not only that mentioned by Fujiko, more things that Raka knows, including the pads that are often used. But he did not know anything about Raka.

Brak!

Rosita's breaking the table, rousing everyone from her daydream."I don't agree, if in the end my sister has to live hard."