My Secret Bodyguard's

Part 16 The Belonging

Sunday morning, jog round the Complex, Andrea was wide-eyed when she saw Ren's instagram post.

“Wah, department. Ren what the fuck? The Princes I must have seen," he said.

Not finished his surprise, his gawai vibrated. Inzel's name was on the screen.

“Yes, Zel ...”

“I'm sad.” Zellina's voice sounded disappointed.

“Why?”

“You see instagram now, see Ren's post!” Zellina is half-ruling.

Andrea's feelings are not wrong, Zellina will be the problem.

“Ooh, the. Yes, I have seen. Zel, last night we just took a walk to ..”

“You guys are very.” Zellina's words whirled, then there was a clicking sound, the sign that she was closing the phone.

Andrea looked back at Ren's post. He had no idea that Ren had captured their hangout last night at a rather large cafe. Yadi invited them to eat and drink there.

They also walk to the mall. Ren looks photographed with Yadi, with a cheerful smile behind her graceful hijab, while Andrea herself looks geeky behind them while eating the lilok she bought in the square.

Ren is so outrageous, he's just a beautiful origin of his own, inner Andrea.

"Huhhh ... Can be hostile to fans of Yadi school, nih."

He was sure that tomorrow would hear a barrage of disappointment from Zellina. The spoiled child if it is disappointed will immediately have an impact, sad and endless vent. He and Ren would be tired of easing it.

Andrea contacts Ren, but is inactive. His phone has been inactive lately. "Where the hell is he."

Andrea thought while looking at the mango tree in her yard was fruiting. He remembered Dale. He took some mango kecal that can be achieved from the terrace.

“Still immature, Ndre.” His mother suddenly came out. Helmet wearing.

“From the first codot, Bu.”

“Codot?”

“Kalong, bat.”

“You are the codot." Yuli nosedived Andrea's nose. "Make what the hell? early in the morning pick up mangoes."

“Ngerujak.”

"Ck, don't be too spicy, later hurt," joroh Yuli.

"What connection?" ask Andrea.

"Je connect." Yuli answered lightly. “Mother go first yes, Ndre.”

“Where?”

“There is work in the office.”

“Hustom deh, holidays also to the office.”

Yuli smiled, tucking Andrea's hair into her ears. Andrea kuping of course, not her ears. Know that his son often protests that he continues to work.

“Home days yes, Bi Cicih rather late afternoon." Yuli doesn't want to argue anymore.

“Iya,” sahut Andrea, she let go of her mother. "Be careful, Mom!"

The sound of his mother's motorbike was away, Andrea entered and was stunned at the dining table. Staring at raw mangoes. He remembered his two best friends who were eager to eat rujak, but now one of them was snacking.

"Rather than thinking that Inzel was sulking, mending called Dale," he murmured.

Closed eyes. “Dulale Dulale westin wergan wesma werma,” murmured, flicked her thumb to the nose.

“Wahh, strangle.” Dale looked at the mango in front of Andrea.

“Duh, a habit of ngagetin." Andrea rubbed her chest in shock.

"It's mango, not clove,” Andrea said again.

“It's name mango clove, Neng.”

“Ooh, kirain young coconut cloves.”

“If young coconut instead of dawegan?” ask Dale.

“Yang younger than dawegan, its name is clokir.” Andrea knows.

“That clove made drink.”

“Cup, Bambang!”

“I Dale, Neng, no need to double L.”

“Iya, tahuuu ..” Andrea and Dale laughed.

They are now getting more and more familiar, and feel good about each other. Andrea likes the style of Dale who is a little ngocol, the same as himself who does not really like serious things.

“Dal, make rujak yuk!” Andrea, who had just finished her bath, found Dale in the living room, squeezing the television remote.

“Hayu, Neng ...”

"Later do not carelessly move the channel, especially if there is a Mother or Bi Cicih, can surprise them." Andrea manghintu's.

"Wings, Neng." Dale.

"Wings, winged bird."

Andrea immediately took out some other fruits from the refrigerator. All the spices, stacked on the kitchen table.

“Bikin spice use blender only yes.”

“Not, the cowet does not exist.” Andrea looking for cobek stone commonly used to make sambel. "Blender is faster."

“This, Neng.” Dale showed me a tear in his hand.

“Wuihh, advanced ...” Andrea takes cobeknyak. “Asli,” said, amazed.

"Yes original oruh, Neng, from stone."

Just about to peel the mango, Bi Cicih gave a greeting from the front.

"Assalamualaikum, Neng Andre ...."

"Waalaikumsalam, " Andrea sahut.

He told Dale to be quiet, not all held, otherwise, Bi Cicih would see something strange and must be floundering. Inconveniencing.

“Neng what more?” ask Bi Cicih. Look at the messy kitchen.

“Royal pen, Bi.”

“Ya already, let Auntie make.” Bi Cicih immediately took a broom and a rag. He has to take over everything before any tools come out of his lair. He'll do more work.

Andrea relented, she felt she had become an intruder in the kitchen, in the kitchen of the Bi Cicih territory.

“OK, Bi. I'll wait in the room ya.”

“Iya, Neng Andre just relax, later Aunt between her friends to the room.”

“That much yes, Bi.”

“What, cabenya?"

"No, mango."

"Okay, Neng."

Andrea gestured for Dale to come to the room. Bi Cicih saw a new looking cobek. He had no idea before there was such a tear in the kitchen.

"Mom bought more cobek huh? where's ulekan?" Bi Cicih looking for a yaw, a pair of stone cobek that he held.

Dale forgets, makes cobek not the same.

“Here alone, while waiting for us to play around here.” Andrea told Dale to sit in her room. It's okay he sucked a guy, after all he's not human, not told to also like to infiltrate.

“Main what, Neng?”

“Halma can?” Andrea took the halma board over the closet.

“Can dong ...”

"So grandpa used to like to tell him to do anything?” ask Andrea. He gave Dale a matching glass of dice.

“Juragan Karsijan rarely ransacked.” Dale shuffled the glass.

Andrea blushed a little, she was ashamed of being so different from her grandfather in treating pets. Just got to know already ranting, getting angry. Fortunately Dale was good.

“He needs me when it comes to forest control at night to keep him company. The scribe was very dislikeful of the wood thieves in the forest, so I was told to scare the thieves,” continued Dale, shuffling the dice, then throwing them on the floor. One and three dice are visible.

“How to narrate how?” andrea asked, he took a whisk, because it was his turn now.

“Most often it turns into a Belang." Dale runs cones on the halma board.

“Si Belang?” Andrea's forehead wrinkled. In his mind was a cute cat like Kety, Zellina's cat.

“Neng want to know the form of Belang?”

Andrea nodded.

Trekk!! Dale snapped his finger.

Wuss...

Suddenly a tiger was leyeh-leyeh in front of the halma board. The striped tiger yawned, revealing its pointed fangs.

Andrea jumped to her feet, her heart almost dislodged because of shock not a bitch. Dice were thrown from his hands, revealing dice dices six and four. Andrea's feet trembled until she finally wet her bed so scared. Her frog pants are wet.

Wuss!

The tiger turned into Dale. Dale frowned watching Andrea wet the bed.

“He wants to know the striped,” Dale said while chuckling.

Andrea who was still standing with a deathly pale face immediately ran outside the room, heading straight for the bathroom.

“Dulaleee ... Watch out, you!!” scream from inside the bathroom.

Bi Cicih came in throngs.

“Neng, what's wrong? Any catfish?” Bi Chirp shouted.

“Nothing, Bi. I'm singing another catfish shake ..” cried Andrea.

“Kok kayak smells like this.” Bi Cicih sniffing the air. He kissed her clothes, and glanced at the floor that was like wet footprints. “Times Neng Andrea wetting.”

Dale still chuckled in front of the room door. He could not bear to taste the mango cloves in the kitchen. As Bi Cicih sniffed the smell of the piles, Dale immediately ate the half-baked mango that had been cut into pieces on the plate. Not forgetting the link.

Bi Cicih was curious, took a mop lap and began mopping the wet floor. Andrea was in the shower again.

Back in the kitchen, Bi Cicih was stunned. “Feelings, just peeled mango already a lot, how to run out?” Bi Cicih spoke for himself. Checked mango skin in the trash, a lot.

“What do I eat? Ah, start forgetful.” Bi Cicih peeling mango back.

Dale paced in front of Andrea's room, then disappeared because his mouth was like burning, the spiciness of Bi Cicih. Kualat has already signed Andrea.

Thank you for reading, do not forget the continuation yes.