OUR LOVE IS NOT THEIR LOVE

CKBC 11

"Nyak, Angga left first yes," said Angga on sibutramine Rodiah.

"Iye, careful. Don't fight anymore. Kasian lo brother if you have permission just to go to his office just make it to the school lo."

"Huh?! It's worth knowing?" ask Angga surprised.

"Yes know! We're gonna live in a house. You can see your bonyok face. Eh, by the way elo bonyok's opponent isn't he? Elo is a champion of fighting Ngga," asked Rodiah curious.

"Pastilah, the granddaughter of kankong right the sekecamat champion," praise crank Rojaih who from earlier was engrossed in eating fried bananas while reading the newspaper.

"Hehehe. He's also a fight guy. But still won Angga anyway."

"By tell ye, elo it's not easy to button with the opponent. Worryingly, your opponent will take revenge."

"Ngga, give me a message. Don't make a fuss just because of the girl's business. Shame on me."

"Yes, Ngkong. Not even Angga who started. He was the first emotion because he saw Angga with the girl he was appraising."

"Peace mom babe lo far away work sono. Elo nyang school. Don't think about girls first," Rodiah's good advice. "Tuh see lo brother, from the first plates only his life. It's a little weird like elo."

"Ah, life bang Juna mah too flat nyak."

"Eh, but she's really pretty?" tanya kankong Rojaih's. "Pretty shy that you fight because of ordinary girls."

Instead of answering, Angga only raised two thumbs to describe the girl in question.

"Lo got married?" tanya kankong Rojaih's.

"Kok kawang Ngkong? Dating can be a time."

"No need to date if the ends are not married to him. Poor people's children are broken. Make the sin of ajah." Rodiah sassy comment.

"Yeah, his name is also young. It's natural to date." elak Angga. "It's ah, Angga left first huh. Afraid late. Assalaamu'alaykum."

"Rodiah, look at your grandchild already big. Tau-tau wants to date."

"When in the past we did not wear courtship. Her father's mother also doesn't date. Meet directly married."

"Different era Nyak," commented Juna who already looks neat.

"Unfortunately there's no such match, Jun?" ask Rodiah curious.

"If in real life Juna doesn't know, Nyak. But if in the novels a lot," replied Juna with a grin. "But matchmaking today is certainly not as easy as the past, Nyak. Girls today are more independent. Their education is high and many also whose careers are more brilliant than men. So they feel more comfortable choosing their own future companion for life."

"If there are young married people, Jun?" Let Rodiah return to the kepo.

"There was. But yes, there is a durable to have more than two children but there are also divorced. The cause of the injury is also different. Infidelity, KDRT, or yes just split because it feels not suitable."

"Well that Priska neng yes, den?" tanya Mpok Mumun who came to deliver warm drinks as well as lunch bags Juna.

"Yes to the mpok."

"Indeed, Priska became a widow because of what? Lest CLBK be equal elo, Jun," accuse Rodiah.

"Oh my God, Rodiah, don't be reckless. When our granddaughter accused of being a player," Rojaih crank nagging who apparently secretly listened while reading the newspaper. "No one of my descendants destroys people's households."

"Ih, the pretentious brother knows this. Could they meet again continue to fall in love," Rodiah reply did not want to lose.

Juna and mpok Mumum chuckled to see the two old men before them arguing.

"Please calm 'kong, Nyak.. Priska divorced with bang Mamat not because of Juna. They divorced because Mamat married again the same choice of his parents."

"Well, it's okay if guys have more than one bini" said Engkong Rojaih. "Tuh the Husen bin three."

"Well, that's also what distinguishes women today from the past. Girls are now resisting in polygamy. Especially if the reason is not strong."

"Polygamy? What the hell is den? Poly main? Mpok rarely see girls nowadays playing poli. He said he was afraid his nails would break. Though the old mpok like this is still strong thump. Unfortunately, the waist mpok already often hurts," said mpok Mumun.

"Jeez Mun, that's not what Juna meant. You know lo ye!" namel sassy Rodiah. "If it doesn't mean don't get caught."

"What the hell is that, Nyah?"

"The polygamist had more than one wife, mpok," Juna explained.

"Ooh bebini more than one. Say that you don't have to use the term poly-polian. Make me confused."

"Makanya Mun, the clock of the school elo do not dig in the house mulu," ledek sily Rodiah. "Well, you used to be taught that schools didn't want to. They even married Japra. Demand left. Now you don't know where."

"Yes Nyah. Now Mumun niesel's. Mumun is also confused about the time of Angga to explain about Njum." Others laughed when they heard it.

"Jun, who the hell is the girl you're fighting over with your sister?" This time around Rojaih was curious.

"The son, Seno. That's the one whose wife sells nasi uduk that we often buy. The one that cranks doyan the clove."

"Did Dian have a daughter?"

"Punya and coincidentally one school with Angga. Already ah, Juna went to work first huh. Assalaamu'alaykum."

"Bang, I think my kids are being told to come back. Poor Juna and Angga have been left behind. They have a confidant after all. Moreover, two more months Juna will marry Priska. Surely Juna wants them to be present," Rodiah's sassy proposal.

"Iye later I ask them to come home and stay with us here."

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"The water... The fira!" There was a sound of someone calling Safira's name when he had just opened his helmet. He saw Angga leading a bicycle to him.

"Good morning sir" Angga said politely to Seno, who escorted Safira.

"Eh, son Angga. How come you never buy rice again?"

"Now you have to leave early, sir. There is no slug. Understandably, my vehicle is just this racing bike" said Angga. "Eh yes Fir, have you registered a fieldtrip?"

"Hmm. I don't think I'm coming" Safira replied slowly.

"Lho why?" ask Angga wonder. Instead of answering, Sapphira approached Seno and kissed her father's hand.

"Well, Fira went to school."

"Fir, go home to school later do not forget you stop by Irma's place. He wants to help you."

"Yes yeah."

"Fir, are you really not coming?" urged Angga as they walked towards the classroom. A few times, Angga took Sapphira to his class. Of course, all that did not escape the observation of Troy.

For example, this morning. Troy sat in front of the class as Sapphira and Angga were about to pass by.

"For Sapphira," said Troy without concern for Angga. "Cock tumben the day it comes?"

"For brother. Not just brother Troy who tumben early in the morning has arrived at school," said Safira without lifting his face. For some reason until now he still did not dare to look at Troy. It was different when he was with Angga.

"You don't keep dong down. What the hell is on the floor? Lift up her face. Brother Troy would like to see your face that was present last night in a dream." Troy launched his deadly seduction. Angga who stood beside Sapphira put on a flat face even though he was annoyed half-dead hearing Troy's chatter for Sapphira.

"Emm. sister, Sapphira to class first yes," Safira hurriedly was about to step away from the place. Not yet able to walk, Troy held his hand. Of course Safira felt shocked at once uncomfortable. Especially at that time there were several senior students who saw the incident.

"Sstt. look. That pompous chick is again a flirt with Troy."

"Ih, don't realize it's a girl. Soky-kew!"

"Beuuh. feel really he contested two guys."

"Gue heard his bokap he's just a driver ojol."

"Say alim, held his hand just like a guy just keep quiet. Megatellant!"

"Sister, please take his hand off" Safira whispered in a trembling voice.

"Why? I want to talk to you. There's something I want to tell you." Troy held Sapphira's hand.

"Please put his hand on. Don't you see you're the center of attention?" tegur Angga is upset. He could hear the words of the senior students.

"Why is elo an emotion? No likes? Of jealousy? Boyfriends are not jealous. Self-conscious bro!" said Troy cynically.

"Gue's not her boyfriend, even though I like him. But I can feel that he's not comfortable holding his hand like that. Elo has no ears, so they quipped Safira?"

Troy looked around. Sure enough, the senior students were staring at them with a cynical look. Some immediately threw away their faces as Troy stared at them. Troy could see their dislike. Not caring about it, Troy instead pulled Safira to follow him. Of course Angga didn't let them both. He followed them.

In the park near the canteen Troy finally stopped.

"Did you follow us?"

"Let there be no slander" Angga replied calmly although in fact he was very upset to see Troy's attitude at will. "Once again I ask, take off his hand.

This time Troy removed his grip as he saw Sapphira's eyes glazed over.

"I'm sorry, did I hurt you?" ask Troy softly. It was very desirable that he pulled Sapphira into his arms and apologized for making the girl sad.

"No papa, brother." That was all Safira said in a trembling voice holding back her stuffing.

"Bro, you should realize that this girl like her is very caring for herself She does not want to be touched by a man who is not her mahram, even if only her hand." Angga scolded in a cold voice. "Don't equate him with the girls you're dating!"

Troy was surprised to hear that. He did not expect because he thought Sapphira only veiled but still mingle as usual.

"Ma-sorry Fir. Troy doesn't know."

"No papa brother. What was Troy talking about?"

"Eengh.. kakTroy just wanted to ask you why not a list of fieldtrip events?"

"No papa brother. If I just ask about it, I want to go to class. Assalaamu'alaykum." Sapphira hurried to leave Troy and Angga.

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