Rosie Sanders!
Paul's Persistence
Noora arrives at her neighbor's house with a box of fruit pie, as a hand from her.
"Good night, Miss Mora, come on in. Look you're so pretty tonight, I'm afraid my husband will keep glancing at you instead of his own wife." Praise the hostess for a little laugh.
Noora changed her nickname to Mora of Morail.
"You look so beautiful, Madam Rahma, I thought, you might have just turned 35." Reply Noora no less giving praise that made Madam Rahma blushed.
"You could, I could barely walk on the floor because it's too light and it's starting to float in the air." Say the woman with a tinge on her padlocked cheek.
"Wow! Miss Morail you look stunning, I almost turned to look at you. To the extent that this big lady is almost invisible because she's covered in your extraordinary charm." Connect Mr. Ardiansyah who just came out of the kitchen area, bring some glasses to be brought to the back garden.
They had dinner in the garden behind the home of Mr. Ardiansyah's family.
"Well! I told you, my flirtatious husband will be instantly fascinated by you. I'm starting to feel burning right now, please get down a little bit your beauty, Miss Morail." Candid Madam Rahma chimed in the words of the husband's joke. What a harmonious and mutually understanding family definition.
"Ah, I'm sorry madam. Tomorrow I'll start not paying attention to any skin care." Seloroh Noora also chimed in the jokes of the couple.
Until arriving at the back of the house, Noora's steps came to a halt when she saw someone she knew very well standing next to the grill. Showing a shitty rancid face in her eyes. Almost Noora cursed so upset, why the man was always there wherever he was.
"Why did you stop here Miss Mora, join me there." Inevitably Noora continued her steps even though her heart was in a sense of annoyance beyond measure.
"Ah yes, I almost forgot. Well, he is Paul. Our new neighbors are on this block. The house is right next to yours, you remember the empty house of Doris's family, right? Paul's only been in this one week, so he hasn't gotten to know you yet." Noora tightens her jaws to hold the crap, Paul who she avoids so much, is now her neighbor.
With a smile full of compulsion, Noora extended her hand towards Paul. Which of course was accepted by the man with a heart full of joy.
"Paul, your new neighbors are also all good people on this block." Said Paul introducing himself while smiling sweetly, showing a very beautiful cheek line. But in Noora's eyes it was annoying.
Noora responded by clasping Paul's hand with all her might. Paul's smile grew wider, a smile to cover the heat that spread in his palms that felt crumpled.
Now reply Noora who smiled as sweet as honey. A smile that seemed to say, "feel now my vengeance".
That night was very long for Noora. The neighbors seemed to deliberately create a long chat that was endless. Not to mention lope lope's full gaze continued to be directed at her. Really Noora wants to stuff Paul's eyes with oyster sausage made by Madam Rahma.
After the dinner that made Noora's tension rise drastically, the woman was seen walking hastily towards her house. Regretting he did not bring a car, even though the distance was only four houses from his house.
"Hey! Slow down, how does a woman as annoying walk like a thief." Paul said with a breath of terror. The man had just finished saying goodbye to the owner of the house, realizing Noora had gone a long way, Paul ran to catch up.
"As far as I am, why do you always just poke like a woman." Sarkas Noora is irritated. After arriving in her yard, the woman entered and intended to lock her fence. But the woman's patience was back in the test, Paul managed to get into his yard with a sinless face.
"God! Paul Scout's! Are you lacking a job? Go home, it's the night I need a break." Noora growled furiously at Paul. The man even more exposed his rancid face, which made Noora's jellyfish more smoky thick.
"Go home, Paul, do you know his etiquette of visiting? It's night, don't make my night a nightmare. Okay?" Now the tone is starting to soften. Facing Paul was really draining his energy.
"Well, if you talk this softly since then, of course I'll go straight home. Often be gentle like this, I don't want to see the mother-to-be of my children have a flat face like a plywood." After throwing a sentence that ignited the fire on Noora's head, Paul jumped through the guardrail between his house and Noora's house.
Fortunately, his height was only one and a half meters.
"Bas on a crazy man!" Bump Noora half yelled small. It could be dangerous if the neighbors heard her, it would destroy the reputation of her calm and meek girl in the presence of her super-friendly neighbors. She will be labeled as a bar-bar girl, although that is true.
Paul chuckled as he walked into his house. The man deliberately chose a room that was exactly opposite the balcony of Noora's room. And it's been a couple of nights, that guy became a ninja by jumping on the balcony of the woman's room. Just to look at the beautiful face that had been fully immersed in her heart.
Paul's madness is unparalleled. Jumping over the limit of almost 2 meters to the balcony of Noora's room, what a tremendous risk of life.
Morning greet with the sound of kang kang Jumri the vegetable seller roving Noora subscription. The woman came out with a batik negligee along the knee. Her hair was in the original pinch and came out with a pillow face.
"Kang, I'm a vegetable kale as a white terasi yes. Chicken breast, grated coconut claw the tree are all ingredients for cooking coconut milk." Said Noora while enduring the drowsiness. Last night the woman could not sleep well in her room because of the actions of her cursed neighbor.
Paul plays the guitar by singing love songs that make Noora's head dizzy. Until the end mya the woman gave up and moved to the lower room. If only not thinking clearly, it would be very desirable for Noora to pull the trigger of her gun to the crazy man's head.
