Return of Romantic Artists

Breakup Love1

One of the things that the girlfriend likes the most is a mole on the cheek. She was so sweet, especially when she smiled again. Fortunately, the size is that big. Try a tennis ball. Darling, right? No need to be overshadowed, the cave was horrified to horrify him.

Starting from a twilight where the cave and he nangkring on the Wheels of the Fryman when the drizzle comes like offering a romantic atmosphere, the, after the cave went through a long struggle for three months of pedekate to the cave girl who had just graduated High School at that time,

“Aa want to say something.”

“What Aa?”

“We've been going a long way together. Aa has the intention to establish a relationship in a more serious direction with Neng.”

“Aa Shoot Neng, yes.”

“Lho..”

“Udah do not need to use pleasantries. Neng doesn't like to be confused. Say it directly.”

“Iya, Aa likes you.”

“Well, that's dong.”

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Then there was a pause a few moments before the cave continued while the idol was still cooking his second combro,

“Trus how?”

“Neng also likes to Aa.”

“We made this story?”

“Iya we are dating, eh Aa combronya delicious yes.”

Crispy, right? Crispy. The story of the cave when the real love to him is far from romantic impression compared to the love story of San Pek and Eng Tay or the famous Jack & Rose. But since then, we officially have the status of courtship witnessed by the brother of the fryman and bakwan who entered the mouth of the cave before experiencing the digestive process and then tragically ended up as feces.

The first month of courtship is heaven. The next three months the world still belonged to both. Stepping one year of the cave should be more frequent istighfar. A year of courtship is a time when the cave begins to realize that dating her is more of a minus side than more value the cave can get. The cave began to know the original properties of the doi that made the cave feel that what Pat Kay said was true, that the pain of love was never ending.

Jealousy

After dinner boiled noodles pake telor dicabein in the canteen deket kosan, nanya cave girl.

“Aa, per wednesday malem on 22 months yesterday back to work where was it?”

“Try inget-inget.”

“Males ah's. Why em..”

“Just sip-inget again. Neng wanted to know where Aa was going.”

Then the cave rewinds the events in the memory of the cave brain and after painstaking effort, finally the cave of events that the cave experienced two weeks past. The cave was overtime and came home at 21:00. It rained pretty. After the motorbike heat, gua saw Bu Nina (an employee who only worked a month in the office who happened to be the same fate because of overtime as well) still hanging out in front of the office berayung ria. Samperin deh Bu Nina cave while waiting for rain.

“Wait to be picked up, Mom?”

“He said he would pick up, his bike broke down. I went home with an angkot only like, Mr.”

“Where are you going home?”

“Glodok.” Area

“Oh, coincidence. I went through there too. Together with aja.”

“Nerepotin nih, Sir.”

“Nothing, all through. This hour is rarely angkot passing, Bu.”

“OK. Thanks in advance yes.”

“Aa inget, Neng. Aa anterin Bu Nina first before returning to kosan.”

“That new employee?”

“Iya.”

“That word Aa looks like that soap opera artist?”

“Truthful.”

“Oh, yes udah.”

Earlier, the, gua thinks everything is fine and tomorrow morning the world will rotate in normal conditions as usual where the sun rises from the east and sinks in the northern horizon (west times nih yeee) and Jakarta (not Bali) is still the Capital of the Republic of Indonesia. Until the cave finally came to a realization, the third world war drum had just been set…