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"Still with him?" asked Dewun after almost 5 minutes there was no chat between him and SyahRaa.
"I can't take it off, Buy. Do you have a way?" ask back young lady Pradipta while looking at her without a smile.
His sad face was so clearly radiated that anyone who saw it would feel sorry even though they did not know what happened but could understand the unusual look.
"There's no other way, Raa. Go, before your love deepens, I've often said, don't play games. You're different, Chris Embe and you're KuDa, B E D A!" sahut Dew laughs, he deliberately did it so that his cousin smiled and in fact succeeded.
"So inget the Choky right," he said, which immediately added sad.
Dew that is still chuckling immediately attract SyahRaa to be embraced, it feels unbearable if you have to see the heart of the girl was broken by her first love.
"Main there with Choky, bring it here can't ya?"
"Ribet ih, anyways there let the grandfather (Dad Ibun) alone," replied SyahRaa who was getting bigger, getting busier and more unable to play with his beloved horse which is now getting older.
The two girls continued to chat at length while waiting for another cousin to come to the main house, a luxurious building that became a gathering place for all family members because all the facilities were there.
"Where is night?!" An annoyed dew grabbed his phone again but SyahRaa's cell phone sounded.
"Waalaikum salam, Bun," the beautiful girl replied as she raised a call that turned out to be from Ibun Aisyah.
Dew that saw SyahRaa was talking a little seriously was left alone until finally the girl was saying goodbye suddenly.
"Mingle again on the street, Raa."
"Other times yes, or tomorrow you go home yes, I'll call Mbul, Ok." SyahRaa who was seen to rush out of the room of Queen Rahardian, he really went home according to Ibun's orders.
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"Assalamu'alaikum," said SyahRaa when he entered the living room, there were all but his little brother who had been out of nowhere.
"Waalaikum greetings beautiful children," replied Grandma (Mother Mother Ibun) while giving a warm hug to vent the longing because it has not met for two months.
All in salami by SyahRaa without exception , his heart was so happy because he could gather together again in the midst of his busy college.
"Grandpa and grandma have to take a long time, brother does not want to know," he said a little pleading and threatening.
"Just two days, we're here just a little bit need, son," said Grandma who still hugs her spoiled granddaughter.
"Oh yeah, if you're not here the same Om, then who's the same?" ask SyahRaa who just realized this.
"We came here-, ah that's him, it's back from the toilet," replied Grandpa who now all eyes are on the figure of a handsome man not least SyahRaa.
"Son, introduce me first. This is the grandson of Kiyai HJ, in Pondok Pesantren," Abah said enthusiastically.
SyahRaa who frowned also turned to the direction of Ibun and PanDanya and they nodded instead.
"SyahRaa-," he said introduced himself by cupping his hands on his chest.
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Me, Agam...