Om That's my soul mate
CHAPTER 7
Without them realizing, many pairs of eyes see it.
"Yes, I'm ashamed to see so many people." pulled Sya's hand to leave immediately.
"Then the road is using the eyes of om!" I said half a scream and left the place for the car.
Nay's appetite and hunger just disappeared.
"Wouldn't she eat Nay?"
"I've lost my appetite" I said scowling.
"Sorry Nay out of this man is not his apology even silent like a statue." murmured me sprained.
"It's better to forgive before people apologize to us. That's better, baby!"
"Why is your heart really good Nay but person2 is bad to you, while I am there I will always be the front man for you." Inwardly She.
They immediately left the unlucky place, on the way Nay asked Sya to stop at a bakery to buy bread for himself and anak2 a halfway house.
"I forgot to bring my wallet.."
"Well, you're asking me to treat you, right?"
Naya and Sya immediately turned to look at the 2 men who seemed to be 1 year older than those who were fighting. One is a local and the other is a blaster face. The man with the face of the crossbreed took out a wallet and took out a hundred thousand pieces of money between the folds of money that were bulging because it was full.
"That's your money a lot Le.."
"Why if I have a lot of money? isn't that you're more than me?"
"Hehe, but now you're the one with the wallet and I'm not."
"Well?" ask Yan.
"Yes you must change" he replied.
"Such an elite you are Le money just how much will not negabisin your treasure" said Yan Kesel and left him.
Without Naya and Sya realizing they had a small laugh hearing the chatter of the two guys they didn't know. And made the two men look towards Naya and Sya with grim faces. One is somber because his money is reduced, while the other is somber because it regrets his friendship with someone who is so calculated with money.
After getting a shopping stuk from the cashier they immediately passed from the presence of Nay. Now Nay is faced with a very judesque cashier and flat-faced without expression.
"One hundred and twenty-five thousand rupiahs."
Say mbak cashier with a tone that is no less flat with his face. Nay nervously took the money out of his wallet and paid for it.
"Thank you mbak.." My speech.
"Nzam2. Huhh!!" answer with a rough grunt.
"Judes really mbak this, again upset times huh?" inner Nay.
He got out of the cafe before the cashier read his mind. Said people are usually quiet and flat people who have the ability to read the minds of others. Afraid also later my mind read the same cashier.
Because that afternoon the middle sun was at its peak as if to roast every inch of the body exposed to its rays. Naya finally used one of her hands to cover her face, trying to reduce the heat of the afternoon sun. While waiting for Sya who asked permission to go to the toilet.
"It's good enough not to glare.."
Naya looked at who was putting a hat on her. Apparently one of the guys who fought in the cafe earlier.
"Ah, yes thank you." said Naya politely.
