My Neighbor's Young Police

thirty two

Lies.

Farhan lied to me.

He did not really want to nganter I made it to Semarang it turns out. Though all I've been thinking about this, and he's not real. Not a bluff, I'm sure. But this morning she called with her hoarse voice money either waking up or sleeping, she said..

"I can't anter you meet mas Maul, sorry yes.if you still want to go there, I can ask my driver to anter you."

I don't know, don't understand the attitude of this one boy, why he could be so relaxed talking, but I was nervous until it was cold hot just to pick up his phone doang. But she. surfing it's her talking, smooth anyway. Kayak is not something big, even though it is already what is discussed, how do you know to squirm, seem to want to come out his eyes.

Thank God, he changed his mind. All apologies so too, astagah.

You want to know what my answer is? Just can say "yes" while smiling, uh wrong grinning the horse, his smile was like that of the ear until the ear. Seneng anyway ngedenger he is good again talk his not using emotions that make my heart so crazy.

Udah bodo very same business, Darhan emang his son is still unstable, malem gini afternoon talk that way, whatever the good he is, as long as not the strange strange aja.. But, if he has spoken that means I can already dong ya accept the invitation from Susan. Tuh son also brought really from semalem ngajakin eating meatballs doang in fact, but I know there is something behind his compulsion ngajak.

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"Aren't you the same as Lu Git?" Do not be surprised by the words of the ngawur Susan, her tongue is not seenteng to defend her destiny of the creator.

"Where do I know who my soul mate is."

"No need to sok muna lo ya. semalem who ngerenguek asked in temenin ngegalau because in pekanin just as soulful. Afraid of lo if your bocil already crave."

"She's not necessarily my soul mate, the beautiful Susan.he could be the meatball's son so my soul mate.."

"Eeh uh.. do not. laen aja. his son mang canteen to, kang keep indomaret to. origin do not his son pakde deh. have me it."

"It's true...." Honestly also nih child, all this time always ngajakin ngebakso who want it just disino, until malem week aja willing to actually be a mosquito repellent in this place, just because he wants to monitor his son who is still in a white uniform ash. Seumuran Farhan.

"Just relax dong lu Git.do not need to be sober.." Susan grinned at the horse, not realizing if she was eating meatballs filled with mercon which contained cabean all.

"Demen said yes, but he was little San. not suitable for aunty kayak lo."

"Sih. indiscriminately. Not self-conscious. Noh ngaca sonoh, the guardian of the soul mate of people all this time.."

What does it mean.

"What dahan? When have I ever watched someone's soul mate? My pedecatean has never been me. Boro Boro keep the soul of people."

"Wait a little while." Final Susan even more cool ngebih buletan meatballs that are already small.

"Gita."

A very familiar voice in the ears I tuh, a voice that I have been accustomed to hearing from me small until this morning, a voice that has never been absent from my daily life, he said, a constant voice is present at an unexpected moment.

"A-.a?"

Shocked anyway.. Be honest. Shocked by the view behind me.

"Mas Maulana is home."

I know he is now big, the scope of his friendship is also wider which means more and more friends.

"Would you like to go to the house together or Susan's sister?"

But just this time, I squirm with my own eyes, he grabbed another woman's hand in front of me.

"But mom and dad are not home anymore. It's just Maulana doang, she's just getting there."

The hand link was clearly in front of my eyes, which without me realizing it, made my head dizzy arrived.

"Why?"

That was the first question I could not control.

"Hp you're hard to contact, so I thought mending tau tau directly, let you know more mepet."

"You what?" Now, my gaze prefers to point to his eyes directly, it feels more nervous my body makes all this mixed taste.

"Yes tell me your Lana's at home."

"My Mas Lana?" What's his word? "Heuh... my Lana mas? You said my Mas Lana? When did I tell you she had me?"

I don't understand anymore, my emotions seem to have been unable to stand it anymore. And Susan seems to understand the situation. Fortunately for us, he sensitized and immediately held my hand to make me realize that we are still in a public place.

Yes. It's not just me and Farhan. Or it's not just me, Farhan and this indistinct girl. There are still many pairs of eyes that wriggle this short-sighted drama and I am not willing to make myself ashamed just because one girl who just can hold the hand of the unstable boy.

"So you said, what are you here for?"

"Mas Maul is home. You want to go there with me or with Susan?"

"Why do I have to be with Susan, if I can get there myself."

Not wanting to add drama again, I immediately stood up and left all of it without saying goodbye. Just bring a cell phone and a small bag that was lying spoiled on the table.

It feels like they have not been willing to talk long with them, let alone their hands that do not escape.. Hello. situ new ngerasain ya feel warm sitangan bocil it, if you lo belom know I've been from born in the same soul mate him. Just met yesterday afternoon belagu, pretentious show-off in front of me who again eat meatballs. Make an oath, it feels like I want to go out again that I had eaten in front of him.

Intersection. Intersection. The entirety of Keselllll....