My Halal Lover

chapter 22

Tired of walking, Farhan invited me to stop by the cendol wagon, to slightly irrigate the dry throat.

While waiting for the order, Farhan and I were engrossed in our cell phones until the noise seemed to damage my ears.

"Hey...! Radit, right? Yes, yes Radit . Still want me dong for sure? Geez, add a handsome mas now. When are you coming back here? How come I didn't know that?"

This girl took her place between me and Farhan. It even pushed me to shift . I turned to Farhan. He just smiled awkwardly at the girl.

I chose to quietly listen to what conversations would come out of their mouths.

Iceman cendol delivered our order. I was just about to welcome the ice glass, the girl grabbed it. Without a care, she returned a sweet-ass smile to my annoying husband.

"Eh, mas , what is the atmosphere of the village?"

"Brothers"

"Why did you come home here ? Want the city or miss me?"

"I want to go to college here, Rin."

"Well, nice dong! Where are you going to college, Mom?"

"UGMS"

"Well, same dong, mas. Hopefully we can get a college."

I went back to snorting at the spoiled pretentious words from this girl. I stir the ice cendol in my glass hard. Farhan glanced at me, but I ignored him.

" Mang, in this hot city huh?" ask me a little scream to the iceberg cendol who is busy concocting cendol for other buyers.

"Ah no, mbak. Wong is cold."

"What is mang? The feeling is hot. The ice block is still there, isn't it?"

"Still mbak, what do you want?" Innocently this cendolier gave me a bowl of ice that had been destroyed.

"Which is still intact there is no mang? Get somebody's kid's head down."

"Well, Ma'am there's nothing to joke about, hahaha."

"Duhh, Ma'am said no need to scream! It hurts my ears. " The girl next to me spoke up.

How did he scream from earlier? I didn't reply. I just glanced and went back to talking to the mamang earlier.

"Mang , the ice block didn't. I just pinjem mirror. There ain't?"

"Well, there's just this mama. Here, please."

It's plain that this mamang gave me a broken mirror that was put yes in the cendol cart. Without speaking, I greeted the mirror and placed it on the lap of the girl next to me. I don't know what his name is .

" What the hell is that? What does nhi mean, mbak?"

"Let's go, Ma'am. That's fine." Answer me indifferently..

This girl has gone perfectly. I believe his emotions have been ignited to the ubun ubun. I lyrics Farhan who even mengulum smile.

"Don't know how much Krama is? You don't know who I am?"

"No." I replied innocently.

" Nobody in central Java doesn't know who I am."

Huh! How arrogant this girl is!

"Then, what do I care about."

" Bastardly basic! You're definitely not here, are you?"

"I don't think we should get acquainted, do we?"

I saw his furious face. His hand that was holding the cendol glass was already floating in the air. I'll make sure the cendol ends up in my veil. I just closed my eyes.

One. two...

"Yeahah!!! Mas Radit, wet I am! What the hell did Radit do to belain him?"

I opened my eyes to see the strange girl stomping her feet. Her cry wagged the cendol spilled on the clothes less material it ...

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