
This is true: Meta and Galak morning walk in park—that's all. There is no ice cream together, a couple, let alone holding hands.
Really ... all this is boring ….
Ah, crap! Meta, right, can't keep quiet. In times of boredom, that's where Meta will act.
“Sayang Erak ...,” call Meta already stopped. He bends. Trying to improve his breathing.
It's not stopping either. He turned around and saw Meta very far behind him. It's not heavy. That woman is really troublesome!
Galak began to move his feet while wiping the sweat that soaked his face with a towel. The sweat was clean when it got Error in front of Meta.
“Need a break?” ask Galak.
Meta was finally able to straighten his body. He nodded.
“If so, let's rest there first.” Erratically pointing at the sidewalk. He also stepped first.
“Honey Error ...,” call Meta again.
Erratically looked. “What?” saith.
Meta raised both his arms parallel to the head. “Gendong ...,” whining.
“Ogah!” exclaiming Galak. He turned around again and continued his steps. He could finally rest first.
Although Meta pursed his lips, he still walked with weak steps. Finally he sat beside Galak who was enjoying his white water alone.
“Sayang Erak ...,” call Meta for umpteenth time.
It's not good to lower the bottle. “What?” sahut.
“Meta Haus,” says Meta.
“Your own fault did not bring drinking water earlier,” Galak said.
Meta's getting so bad. “Sayang Galak, really, not sensitive, anyway? That means, Meta asks Darak to buy Meta drinking water,” explained Meta.
Instead of waking up, Galak offered his own water bottle. “Drink this aja,” he said.
“It was, right, the former drinking darling Galak earlier,” protest Meta.
“I mager,” timpal Galak.
For some time, Meta hasn't even taken that bottle. Not surprising. He saw the doubt on Meta's face.
“Udah. Just drink. Husband and wife, really, really dirty pretentious,” Galak quipped.
What did Galak just say?
Husband wife?
Meta didn't hear wrong, did he?
Did Galak already spend a sack of cayenne pepper that Bu Astri bought?
Why is his behavior so different?
“Honey Fired Kasman?” ask Meta.
Erratic looking at. “Not knowing,” the answer. Then wake. “Udah. Let's continuein!”
Meta wakes up thinking.
Didn't Kasman say that yesterday?
Kasman also said that this morning he did not come to the yard, meaning Galak was jealous. Is that really true?
Meta walked quickly to block the steps Galak. Both of his hands opened wide.
“What?” ask Galak.
“Sayang Galak ... jealousy, yes?” ask Meta.
“Ngehalu you, huh?” timpal Galak's.
“Bener!” pekik Meta, “Sayang Galak jealous because Meta yesterday hugged the same Kasman!”
“I don't care. It is up to you to hug the online taxi driver, cake; pedicab maker, cake; or even the porridge maker on the hajj,” elak Galak. He shifted his steps so that he could pass Meta.
“Really?” Meta hesitated about it.
It doesn't matter. He continued his steps.
“Cowok ..!”
“Cowok ..!”
“You're curling me, aren't you?”
Ah, crap! What the hell, did that female fox do? Fiercely turned. He instead found Meta waving his hands towards the group of men in his flirtatious style.
Error hurrying to approach Meta. He immediately locked Meta's mouth with his palm and locked Meta's body in his arms. Galak only grimaced to give an answer to the question mark on the men's faces.
Meta thrashed, but Galak did not let go. Forced: Meta bit Galak's palm and poked the man's foot simultaneously.
“Ah!” Galak Jokes. Eventually the whole lockdown was broken.
“Cowok ..!”
“Cowok ..!”
“Help me, dong!”
“I love you guys!”
Ah, crap! That crazy woman is getting worse. Fierce, trying to chase him. However, the woman ran away without ending her scream. Erratic not to lose. He continued to chase until that waist, finally grabbed by him from the front. As the woman continued to shout, Galak finally silenced her with his lips.
I don't know what entered Galak's mind at that time ….
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Anybody want me to take a bunch of baper, don't you think?😥