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"Gee! Slow down, I'll take the bike!" alifah made me grin in shame.
"Brake jammed!" answer hence.
Hiks, sorry brake!
I entered the alley towards Alifah's house. I still have to stay there for a few days. After a week just staying at Mom's Dad's house.
"Assynnya!"
"Waalaikum... You guys are going home from school!?"
I almost laughed. Mama Alifah greeted us with a funny question.
Yes, Ma! We're going home from school. Not coming home from the rice fields, hoe in the peat hard work slam bones sweat. Hadeuh! Having Mama-in-Law turned out to be funny bases too huh!
I entered the room following Alifah after opening her shoes and kissing the back of her Mama Alifah's arm.
"Eh, why the hell are you coming in? I'll change clothes first, Combro!" alifah snapped with a voice held back. Worry too if your mom hears.
"Yes, Misro! I'm just hitching a ride! Change clothes, I won't look. The suwer!"
"Huh! Ruse! Lo khan work ngintipin girls change clothes in class when fitting sports lessons!"
"Diddid? Said who? Fucking lo!!!"
Of course I don't accept being accused of being a prankster by a fart bun.
"That's how you work with Rohman Rohim's twins! Those sounds I have memorized. Take my khatam even without seeing your ugly face!"
I'm glaring. Kinda pissed. Apparently he saw me once did peek. It was also unintentionally, as my little towel was left in the bag.
"Heh, sori ya, Eel! I'm not the kind of maniacal girl parts. At that time I was not interested. But knock on the door on purpose because I want to take my little hand in the bag! Abdul Rohman is like Abdul Rohim, but I'm not!"
I'm upset.
Until decided to get out of Alifah's room with a sour face.
"Elo didn't you want futsal?" knock it off before I close the door.
It was only the grunts and shoulders that I raised to answer his question.
I'm upset, accused of being a bully.
"Feed first, Gatot!" said Mama Alifah while opening the food lid on the dining table. The food has been served and still reflects hot steam, a sign that has just finished cooking.
"Thank you, Ma!" politely replied.
Mama and Papa Alifah were good. I am also very comfortable living with them.
What makes me uncomfortable is Alifah himself.
The girl came out of her room carrying my T-shirt.
"Now, change the white shirt first. Tomorrow is school!" abugn. Very attentive feeling Alifah, typical mother-mak.
I get confused sometimes too. We were forcibly married. Made by netizens as if we do have a special relationship, but not. We do often bacot, because we are arch-enemies since the beginning of school.
However, I and Alifah seemed to have to accept this condition and follow the proper path.
I myself, indirectly always remember the advice of Mr. Penghulu who read our rights and obligations as husband and wife.
Even my subconscious had to think twice when he saw Alifah coming home alone with an angkot whose path was a bit awkward.
Moreover, he looked weak once in the break. Once anxious, do not get sick because we think about our marriage raided by citizens of the RW. Hhh...
"Harum! Cook what, Ma?" alifah asked to make me look at his mother too.
With ease, I opened my shirt because I was used to doing it at home.
"Gatots!!! Change clothes in the room!" alufah's yelling left me flabbergasted and conscious immediately.
"Sorry, sorry!"
Mama Alifah just laughed at my behavior that looks cute.
I finally came out after half an hour of changing clothes while mourning in my heart for my forgotten stupidity.
Baka, baka, baka!!! My meaning is in my heart with the Konoha language.
"Change his clothes and put on a virgin!" sindir Alifah made my face turn red again.
Ish, Eel! You could be deliberately timid in front of me nyokap lo! Look out, huh!? Tar malem I'll make something!
Threaten me in my heart.
Again the heart is upset and cobbled.
But, forgot after seeing the plate of rice that he had prepared for me.
"Which same meal?" alifah asked me to worry.
This is a good original child, but why do I often make sprains and strokes!?
"Which way, I can!" I dare not choose. In addition, fried chicken or egg ceplok are both my favorite foods as well. So, whatever it is.I must have eaten it greedily.
"Eating up, would you please take Alifah to the shop where Papa works? Take lunch. Papa forgot to bring the bag. Could you, Gatot?"
I'm nodding. Mama Alifah's polite request where I dare to refuse.
Plus my motorbike can still be used, because the area of the shop where Papanya's work is not too far away too.
Just a few hundred meters further away from our school.
"Thanks yes, elo ga refuse a request please click me!?"
Alifah said a sentence that felt bitter in my ears.
"Huh?! Tumben you said thanks to me! Usually,"
"What usually? Ish, take the gelud mulu ni man!" his dream changed.
I laugh. Alifah version of fart back puffing sucks as usual.
Until suddenly, the voice of someone calling his name from the opposite direction of the road.
"Alifaah!"
I looked at it briefly. The voice of the guy.
"Rudi's? Rudy!!! Pa is lo?" he screamed loudly because I pulled the gas to increase the speed of my bike.
Somewhat mangkel also saw the puntelan familiar with other guys that I did not know at all.
Who the hell, you guys? Her Junior High? Or... Who is it?
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