Pears
Chapter 12 (4)
After eating, Vallen continued his work calmly. Time is moving closer to midnight. Both of them finished their work and began to lay down on the bed. Vallen is daydreaming and Rafa is checking out his chat app.
Silent.
Vallen tried to close his eyes. His hands were in front of his chest to hold the blanket, but not even for three seconds, Vallen opened his eyes. After trying to close it again, it was open again. Vallen then poked at his own lips, why was he so hard to sleep.
"Shh!" call Vallen.
Rafa is still focused on playing.
"Fa! St!" Vallen was still whispering, but who would be bothered if they were noisy in the room.
Rafa turned his head, can Vallen guess because the sound of his pillow moving.
"Main guessing yuk!" take Vallen.
Either genie from where, but Rafa immediately approves, he also keeps the phone at the table. Then follow the sequels like Vallen.
"Death the lamp!" vallen's word is as good as it is.
"Your same!" tell him to turn back because Vallen's position is closer than the door where there is a light switch next to it. Vallen snorted and walked there to turn off this bright light, then Rafa turned on the sleeping lights on the right and left of the mattress quickly before Vallen returned.
After that, the girl went up to the bed. "Gue has a guess" he said, positioning himself as comfortable as possible facing up. Vallen took a breath, but as he was about to issue his question, he chuckled to himself instead.
"Gue is sleeping" said Rafa, who Vallen again heard as a threat.
"Ih, no! I'm starting!" Vallen glanced at Rafa through the corner of his eye. "A foreign singer who's having a hard time calling her name?"
"Sore her throat?" ask Rafa plain.
"Hahaha, no. Answer who."
"Where do I know."
"Cobain answers who is kek ...."
"Justin nelen's lips?" Rafa answers the origin, making Vallen again laugh while commenting on him for being nervous.
"Ok I tell you. The hard-nosed singer ...
...
Ed Drag!"
Vallen poked his lips in laughter.
Crick ...
"Haha! Ed Drag!" The girl began to spin around because of her own jokes.
Rafa sees Vallen strange. "Ha .. ha," he said as a substitute for laughter, which is certainly not sincere.
"Ck, try this one." Vallen tried again. "A football player who weighs 3 kg?"
"No is."
"There! Let's guess."
Rafa thought, so hard that he narrowed his eyes as he stared at the ceiling. Nihil, there was nothing in his head.
"Nerah?" Vallen smiled disdainfully.
"Hm."
"The football player who weighs 3 kg ...
"Mill of gas canisters! Ahhaha!"
"Again, Fa. Is the Arabic still in place?"
Rafa turned his sleep so sideways to the right. The guy could clearly see Vallen who was still looking at him lightly.
"Come what!"
Rafa muttered.
Vallen smiling. Rafa sucks! Time can not answer all these guesses, even though it is on the internet.
"The Arabic is still in place? Ta'kabur."
Vallen glared and tilted his body so faced with Rafa. "Crazy! I guess you won't know this one either hahaha!"
"Satria ever gave me that guess."
Vallen understands.
"Replace, I," suggested Rafa.
"OK, what?
"What's the English kebo next to me?"
"Buffalo beside me."
"Wrong."
"Huh?"
"I don't know!" Now Rafa can reverse underestimation and replace Vallen who thinks, his grammar is wrong?
"The buffalo beside me?" The girl tried to answer again.
"Wrong."
"What the hell is dong?" ask Vallen not to take it.
"In English it's ..."
Long enough Rafa hangs his sentence, inviting the attention of Vallen who then raised both eyebrows to ask for a more complete explanation. "That?"
"It ..."
"Old rafa!" comment Vallen.
Rafa smiled slightly, then advanced his face onto the bolster that was their barrier. Get them closer and for Vallen to hear the answer clearly.
"Kebo next to me, the English is ...
... Buf-fa-len ..."
Vallen frowned for a moment until then he understood.
"Anj*r, you mean ...." He pointed at the face of the man in front of him. "STROY!!!!" And then the man became the target of boxing from his own wife.
Buffalen rampaging!
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