My Mr's. Virgin

Chapter XXVI

As per the instructions from Fatimah, this she has also stood in front of the souvenir shop MARIANA BLING BLING. Rejected door made of glass.

The crane! The crane!

The bells echoed.

"Welcome!" a girl greeted her arrival. However, there is no visible nose of the owner of the voice.

"Search what?" ask the girl again.

He stood up after entering the shop. His head turned left and right, but he still could not find the owner.

"I'm here!" A hand suddenly came out from under the table to his left, waving. Followed by a torso with a black face and tangled hair. Lost to Mak Kuntilanak's appearance.

His heart almost slipped from its stalk due to being too shocked. Fortunately, he had no heart problems. Otherwise, it would have been picked up by the chief of the inhabitants of hell.

"Sorry! You're surprised, aren't you?" He was silent and did not answer.

"My computer suddenly exploded. What's worse is that I got stunted. Fortunately I still have nine lives in reserve. Ha-ha-ha!" Mariana laughs. He just smiled cleftly.

Mariana passed to the back, while she was busy looking at the items displayed on top of the cabinets and shelves.

What amazed him the most was the sculpture of various shapes and sizes. There are also statues of actors and actresses. Be it the actors of the country or abroad.

Five minutes later, Mariana returned with a neat appearance.

"What are you looking for?" ask Mariana.

"I want to make a statue. Hmm, I mean I want to order a statue with my face." He pointed at himself.

"okay! When take?"

"Now. I mean today too. Because at five o'clock (at 17:00 WITA) I have to take the bus to Maumere."

"Well! It is now 1.30 (13.30 WITA). There's no way I'll make it in a few hours." They both fell silent.

"Where do you live?" ask Mariana.

"Maumeres."

"You came from Maumere just to make a statue?" Mariana's heart was so flattered, like getting compliments from her lover.

"No! I have business here. I happen to see a lot of people have statues, so I want to have one "

"Ooh, that's how it looks!" Mariana nodded.

"How, huh?" Mariana scratched her head.

"Can you make me have it first? How much I'll pay."

"That's not the problem. You see, here," pointed Mariana at the stack of photos on her desk.

"There are still twenty pieces that I have not made. It's your turn in three days."

She's quiet. "No way either, I went back and forth from Maumere just to grab a statue. Maumere - Larantuka is not close," he replied later.

"The water! Since you're handsome, I give you an exception. But handsome guys cost more, oo!" Hm. Starting to be ready to open the style of salt fish.

Michael smiled. "No problem" he said.

"Two times the usual price."

"okay!"

"Have you eaten?" ask Mariana to shift the topic.

Rachete! Kriuuk!

"Ha-ha-ha!" They laugh.

"My stomach answered first" he said.

"Let's eat together. I haven't eaten either." Mariana took two plates, a spoon and a fork. Then take her to sit in a chair.

"It's okay, I just go eat at the stall there." He tried to subtly reject Mariana's offer.

"Who's your name?" mariana asked, extending a hand.

"Michael," he answered, welcoming Mariana's hand.

"Let's eat! Your job will be to serve the customers who come. Because I'm busy." Michael could not resist because he got a new job as a temporary salesman.

...***...

Dancing slipped into the pocket of the bag after feeling the vibration of the phone from inside her bag. They had just arrived home after coming home from church. Once opened there is one message from WhatsApp.

Tata Ana

[Origin, don't cook. Tata tract. Bring the Coward too]

"Well! What was he dreaming last night?" Dance whispering to herself.

"Hm! Not to be denied."

"Why?" ask Fendi.

"There are people who buy food" replied Tari.

"Who?"

"Who else, if not our boss." Tastiest dance.

"The word!" call him after he enters the house. Slender. He's looking in the room. Blank. The kitchen and bathroom were also empty.

"Madiney! Tata Anaah!" Not getting a lawyer right away.

"Where did he go, he said he wanted to buy us?"

"The bike doesn't exist. He's out." Fendi appeared in the living room.

Dance then walked into her room, changed her clothes. When passing through the dining room, the smell of goat drum sweeps his nose because the Dance room is next to the dining room. His footsteps approached the dining table, then he immediately opened the hood.

"Well, the villagers are going berserk, here!"

He took a piece of mutton. "Hmm, good!"

They have served all their favorite dishes on the table. Each dish is written with the name of each using a stick note. Fried noodles for Fendi. White rice dredged goat meat rendang for Dance. Chicken rice for Natan. Chicken porridge for Noel and two hodgepodge dishes of peanut sauce.

"Natan, call father and om Ande!" Dance told her son.

Shortly after, Andreas and Fendi appear together in the dining room.

"Gee!" Everyone showed admiration, but it was different from Andreas. The man got goosebumps looking at the peanut sauce. Wh why? I don't know.

Andreas went back to the room, before long he came back. Each took a seat, then Tari divided the food according to the order written by Mariana.

When Tari handed Andreas the hodgepodge, he also handed him a note that read: Eat slowly, dear. If in a hurry, it will be Bad.

"Well, it's my sister's romance, it's!" Dance try teasing. Andreas just smiled in response.

One more hodgepodge plate, stick note - it reads :

Gratuitous. Who runs out first, he gets an extra ration.

They began to eat the dish, after Andreas recited the prayer. One mouthful, two mouthfuls, as the third mouthful of Andreas's face changed.

Really being a Ugly. His face was flushed red withstanding the stinging taste of his tongue, lips, and stomach.

"Sheath! Uhhhh! Peddal!" andreas screams suddenly. It stands. The seat pushed back almost upside down.

"Crazy. Mariana, you...." He could not finish his sentence because his tongue was twisted. Immediately he sipped a lot of white water.

'Kribbbooo! I'm killing you!' He cursed in the heart.

Everyone is surprised. Dance took another plate of hodgepodge, under the plate, Mariana attached a stick note with the words :

How's it feel? Aren't you? Ha-ha-ah! That's a reply to my banged forehead. Eat this one. This I don't add wasabi.

Dance patting the forehead. Mariana is seeking revenge.