Puberty: Deketin The Jutek
16. BBM, Mishu, and Flashdisk
Fanya and Hanalya were aware of the rhythm of the second step that swallowed it immediately stepped in haste, but both were equally curious about what argument the two men were discussing. When they got past the two men and immediately turned towards the entrance of the cafe, they stopped.
“Ka, how's dong? I don't want it until Mama knows this,” said the girl while wiping her tears.
This guy, Revano, sighed harshly. “Where is this happening too. Yes, you want to do it again, later Kaka help you make it clear to Mama about this. It's not your fault, Kaka is wrong. Sorry to have made you in a difficult position gegara khilaf. Kaka's in charge, yeah, Chey.”
Revano reached out his hand and grabbed the hand of the standing girl. Swiping the back of his hand with a jolt. “Believe with Kaka, we will face this together. Kaka loves Chey. Spirit!”
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Hanalya decides to ask Kyla about the incident she saw this afternoon via DM on Instagram. Hanalya became suspicious that actually Revano was not a good guy, especially this girl had pinned the man as a chinless guy.
Could it not be true that way?
[Kyla, yesterday I went to the cafe we went to and saw your boyfriend holding hands with other girls. Mana saucy, but rada bulet his body. Actually, who is dating the TXT band guy is you or maybe you just want to bully me?]
[Answer, La!]
Sent up!
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On the other hand, there was someone desperately holding back his smile. Kamaliel stepped up his tall legs to climb one by one the stairs while holding the advanced flat object, the object that did not stop issuing a notification tone. While clucking, but also the corner of his lips lifted up framing a smile. Kamaliel was eager to laugh out loud but that was not the way he played.
Instead of knocking on the door, Kamaliel instead shouted in a loud and jerking tone. “Yes, Aya!”
Kamaliel did not get the authorization from the owner of the room, so he bravely pulled the doorknob without fear of nagging. As soon as he entered his sister's room one step away, Kamaliel did not get anyone inside. The day started late at night.
Where did Fanya go, her sister?
Kamaliel pulled the phone, which was not his, to look back at a text in a conversation. That's Fanya's phone left on the kitchen table. Auspicious coincidence when Kamaliel was about to leave the kitchen after finishing filling his glass, and at that time the notification ring from Fanya's phone tinkled so as to withdraw his attention.
[WhatsApp]
+62 839-xxxx-0143
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|Aya?
|Yes our friendship ended like this anyway?
|You sure you want to end our friendship from orok for no reason?
|Aya, look carefully yes
|I agree - only if the price of BBM is more expensive, as long as your smile remains cheap for me.
|Aya?
|I want to tell you, there was a fire truck through when I just finished playing in the cafe, the sound was strange
|Suara, ‘misyu, misyu, misyu’
Kamaliel can't help but laugh at this. He desperately smiles just because of the change his sister got from someone he did not save his contact. Even so, Kamaliel knew who the sender of the fight was.
“Hahaha. His sister Fasya is interested in it anyway,” chirps, “can dapet from where else is the boy contact Aya?”
Kamaliel was initially angry with Revano, but he was also the one who ajakin Revano to memgebikin or rebalikin the former nature of the Fanya.
Meanwhile, at the back gate of this residential complex, in the area of the tradesman ranging from the meatballs to the martabak at the nangkring in the rear gate area. Even though it could be the traders make a booth at the front gate or in the middle garden of this residential area, but he said feel safer in the back gate area for reasons of natural beauty. If the night was the atmosphere opium and make relax.
“Mang, spout atuh! Got me instead of postponed mulu for the sake of new buyers coming?” This is where Fanya is. Being inside one of anyone's favorite night hawker stands, martabak.
The martabakian immediately responded. “Eh, patience, Neng. Those are not my subscriptions. Relax, Neng same order Mamang given extra without additional cost deh!”
Fanya. “Yes, already, but it has to be a spit, yes! This is Mama's order, I'm afraid Mama thought I didn't buy martabak and ended up locked.”
The martabak mama gave her thumbs up even though she was busy with her work. “Sit down first, Neng. Later Mamang callin if it is done.”
The girl with a homely appearance was staring at the night sky with very few stars. His small body was covered in a green tosca hooded jacket with a screen printing logo from his favorite group. Ensiti.
He also wears pants that are knee-length in the cold air at night, Fanya is very desperate with a home outfit like that on these nights. Yes, although there is no harm also when out of the house where the distance is not too far.
“Kirain actually dicuekin, it turns out again live the mission of Mama, yes?” knock someone.
At first Fanya flinched, as soon as she recognized the sound made her sigh in disgust.
“Again!” His voice was stuck in the mouth alias muttered annoyed.
Who else if not Revano. The man immediately took a sitting position to the right of the woman he was looking for. Actually, Revano deliberately approached Fanya here because he got information if this woman was out of the house for a reason named being told.
Revano was silent for a moment. He sighed, then looked to the side. “Ay, my flash is still on you, right?” tanyakanya. “Eh, but it's already yours, anyway.”
Without even looking at it, he responded so tightly. “What's not clear!”
Revano smiled faintly. “Pinjem dong,” the door suddenly.
Suddenly the man's words made Fanya turn her head while raising her eyebrows. “What? What pinjem?”
Revano. “Hm, pinjem your flash, for the re-transferin cheer that you threw away three years ago. For the transfer of your time vacuum during that time without me here,” he said, “Ay, Vano apologized for leaving you without clear news three years ago.”
Fanya tilted her head, as well as her smile carving. “Apardon after sinning apparently? There is no guarantee that they will be erased from those sins, yes?”
Fanya knew that Revano would be instantly aware of what he meant in his sentence just now. Fanya touched on the conversation between Revano and a woman who was crying this afternoon.
“Iya, I'm sorry.”
“Why apologize to me?” Increase speech intonation. “You should not have come to me if in the end you have made the life of another girl destroyed, Van!”
Funny thing is, Revano is starting to get confused. Meanwhile, Fanya with her belief that Revano has a crush on Revano and the woman who cried this afternoon in front of the cafe where the boy band was playing.
**To be honest, Fanya was misunderstood. Misunderstand me anyway?
What's the truth, huh?
**next**?
