Not Bucin's girlfriend

Not Bucin's girlfriend
#25



Finished cooking kale stir-fry, tempe frying, and chipping chili, Ina and Ani immediately go to the family room to relax. They brought a jar of snacks to enjoy together.


"Mama, Eni, same Ana on where, Tea? Tumben afternoon gini deserted." Ina asked while focusing on the contents of the jar, choosing which cake she would eat, the cake should be the largest with a lot of jam on it.


"Know," answered Ani lazily, his hands were busy pressing the tv remote to change the channel in search of interesting shows. "Ah, but if you don't remember wrong, there's a tahlilan event that's in the neighboring house."


Ina mangosteen. "Kok I wasn't invited? That's a nice envelope for snacks."


"You took a bath again, if you want to go there," said Ani did not care.


"Yes, it's too late now. Most also briefly finished," Ina grumbled.


The two sisters began to get busy, Ina was busy with moving the cake from the jar into the stomach, and Ani was busy watching the news. What an event that could not attract the attention of Ina in the slightest.


Ani does not really focus on television shows, because in fact she is playing a mobile phone, chatting with her boyfriend. He replies one by one the messages that come with pleasure, before then cry hysterically like a new lottery win.


"Why, anyway, Tea? It's noisy, huh!" gerutu Ina did not like, he was busy chewing even surprised by the same unclear scream.


"Hh, shut up, I'm so happy!" Ani was smiling uncleanly while hugging the mobile phone. Before then his smile immediately turned into ridicule. "Na, my boyfriend wants an apple tonight, you know."


"Continue?" Ina replied unconcernedly and remained busy chewing.


"Your boyfriend when are the apples here?"


Uhuk.


Ina wiped her pretty messy mouth with a tissue from the table, before she started to nag, but she already let out a series of protests.


"Ina, uh! What a bitch you are! If you eat carefully, look at my clothes get dirty! Where does jigong smell anyway!"


Hearing that Ina suddenly clucked, indeed because of who he became choked? If the tetehnya is not the origin of ceplos, it is certain that the cake he is chewing can get to the stomach safely. This is why I like to blame others.


"Yes, he didn't use Bismillah yet."


"Yakali, I'm real, nih. When does he want an apple here?"


Instantly Ina's face turned sour and filled with gloom. Not in his shadow in the slightest that guy will come for apples to his house. If dating is absurd, how about apples? Maybe it's the guy bringing the wind.


"Know," Ina replied regretfully, she immediately molested lazily.


Instead of being sorry, Ani laughed happily, making Ina's mood even worse. "Crazy, you guys are so funny! Did he ever hold your hand?"


Ina turned away unwilling to answer, reluctant to serve the care of his neighbor who likes overdose.


"Duh, what a pity, my sister. Sunday night he just plays his cell phone at home. Scroll down, staring at the stars from the balcony of the room. Jiahs. It's so sad."


Ina just rolled her eyeballs lazily, she was not that good. It is common to enjoy Sunday Night alone if you are not invited to play with both parents. He was even happy because he could stay up late and spend time reading novels online.