My Old Time

Sausage Sausage

"Hi! Watch what you say!," hardik Alya did not accept.

Feeling upset, he went to touch Jay's mouth, but fate something that Alya had never expected before happened.

When Alya wants to give Jay a gift, her hand is held back by Jay. However, he suddenly could not maintain his balance until they both fell down. However, the most unfortunate ... Alya accidentally landed her mouth on Jay's cheek that was underneath.

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The heart thump of the two of them who were already unable to compromise. For a moment they were silent for a moment what happened, until they finally realized.

"Puih iihhh," Alya screams excitedly, "you really mode anyway, take a chance in the narrowing," said Alya.

"What did you say?Didn't I hear wrong, didn't you kiss me?" reply Jay.

"You don't want to go first, it's just an accident there is no element of intent," said Alya, "can itch my lips," he continued while wiping his lips rough.

"Didih, what else is my face, can rabies because of you," sarcah Jay then moved from his position to leave Alya.

"Where are you going?" alya asked Jay, "to the toilet, why? You wanna come?" the answer teased Alya.

"Go there!"alya was ashamed.

Inside the toilet, Jay recalls what happened just now between her and Alya. He held her cheek with a smile on his face.

"He kissed me?" he said not to believe. His heart is now in flower.

While outside Alya was like that, he shook his head as he recalled the incident that happened just now.

"I why? No. .. no. Not this is just intentional, I can't think about it" he said, shaking his head.

"Gosh, why the hell are you? Why did it arrive salting in front of this strange man," Alya said inwardly.

****

Even night had arrived, Amel and Indra felt the worms in his stomach had called for rations, until finally they decided to cook together after performing prayers isya.

"What do you want to eat, Mom?" amel asked her husband, "it's up to you" Indra replied.

"Well, then how about fried rice?" ask Amel, "i agree," Indra replied.

"Okay, wait a minute well, ma'am," said Amel then about to pass, "Where are you going?" ask Indra, "want to cook fried rice".

"Why, is there an Aunt who's cooking?" jay said, "mending you sit with Mas," he continued.

"It's okay, Mom. I want to cook for us tonight, it's my duty as a wife" explained Amel, "i also want to bring for Mother," he continued, "but...."

"It's .. it's okay, Mas," said Amel.

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She kissed her husband's lips and ran to the kitchen. Indra shook his head to see Amel's behavior, "Basic," he said with a smile and followed Amel.

Amel was busy struggling with cooking ingredients, until the arrival of Indra he did not realize it.

Suddenly he was very surprised, as a burly hand hugged his waist from behind. She turned and it turned out to belong to her husband.

"God ... Mas, you just ngagetin deh, "say Amel, "you are very serious cooking," said Jay who still hugs Amel.

"Deliver, Mas. You're embarrassed to see Auntie," why? I just hugged my wife" Indra teased Amel.

"No, the soul's so charred. Because of you anyway," said Amel a little frown, "the sausage in the refrigerator is over again," he continued, still sad. How not, fried rice mixed with sausage is his favorite food.