See You Tonight

Chapter 86: Orange Ice?

"Oi Lang, will you come with us?" Ruben called me from behind. As usual, next to him was Ahsan.

"Where are you going?" I turned towards them.

"We want to eat at Sofia's father's place, how? Wanna come?" asked Ruben again who was now right next to me.

I thought for a moment before deciding whether or not I would come. Actually, I'm not feeling like eating something on this leg, just somehow if I refuse, it feels a little bad for both of them.

"Why is your face so serious? Just like I was doing math, hahahaha," Ruben laughed at my serious look.

"Eh really?" I didn't realize that my face had turned serious.

"So... Want to come or not?" ask Ruben again.

"Yes, I'm coming, '" I finally decided to go with them.

"Hahaha that was a long time ago, he thought. Is anyone bothering your mind?" asked Ruben while embracing me.

"Engga... Engga... I was just a little hesitant," I replied.

The three of us started walking towards Sofia's father's meatball shop. As usual, Ahsan this time had to lead her bicycle and walk with us.

"About tomorrow our class will win?" Ahsan.

"Yaaa of course hahahaha. I'm sure we'll wipe out all sports and be the overall champion. Just leave everything to manager Ruben this hahaha," Ruben looks very optimistic and very confident.

"What the fuck is tuch? Everything will fall apart hahahaha," as usual, Ahsan was always against what Ruben said.

"Haaa? You don't believe me? Then let me prove it tomorrow... Maybe you will regret it immediately after seeing the results." said Ruben confidently.

"Do you know the meaning of the manager himself?" ask Ahsan cynically.

"Of course I know... I will always see and follow the development of foreign football. The manager must be the one who manages the strategy of a team" explained Ruben.

"It's more or less like that, but is your little brain capable of thinking up strategies for our class? To think of yourself you are still misguided, what else is this thinking of the interests of the crowd. Where are we taking our class?" reply Ahsan.

"Just look at tomorrow" replied Ruben cuek.

"Again, who will allow you to be our class manager?" ask Ahsan again.

"Of course I'll tell everyone tomorrow at the second meeting. I'll make them trust me with all their heart" Reuben said confidently.

"Obviously, if everyone in our class already believes in you, then I will be the only person who will never believe in you hahahaha," Ahsan laughed loosely.

"Cihhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh "c. Damn you," said Ruben.

Not felt, now we are in front of the meatball shop owned by Sofia's father. The atmosphere of this stall right now was very quiet. No one but us visited. All the chairs and tables look manless. Maybe because it's now time for people to return home, so this stall is deserted. Maybe later after dark will be many customers who will visit again.

"What did you order Lang?" ask Ruben.

"If I had chicken noodles like Ben's iced orange," Ahsan said without needing to be asked. He sat down next to me shortly after saying this.

"Cihhh. Who asked you" Ruben said cynically to Ahsan.

"Here you go, there's no need to fuss over such trivial things. You want a message, right? All of you have me too hahaha," Ahsan laughed.

"Cihhh.." said Ruben while staring at the sinister Ahsan. Reuben then went straight to Sofia's father to order his food and drinks.

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Not long after, one of the shop employees came and brought our order food which is 2 bowls of meatballs, and 1 bowl of chicken noodles belonging to Ahsan. Not to forget 2 glasses of iced tea for me and Ruben, as well as one glass of orange ice for Ahsan.

After finishing putting food on our table, the employee rushed back to the back. Ruben and Ahsan who looked very hungry immediately began to "crawl" their respective food so that it tasted more shaky. Ruben and Ahsan were both seen pouring soy sauce, sambal, and sausage into their bowls. Ahsan, who likes to eat spicy food, added sambal and sausage in relatively large quantities.

In the meantime, I poured all of that out slowly and slightly. Not to forget, I always add enough vinegar to my meatball bowl.

"Oiya, by the way how about we go on a weekend of futsal practice? On Saturday or Sunday?" asked Ruben while blowing on the meatballs that were on his spoon.

"May, but who's training to fight?" ask Ruben.

"If it's about easy. I'll find an opponent later," now he swallowed the meatballs he had blown.

"You told the others not yet" Ahsan asked again.

"not yet. Later after finishing eating, I will ask in group WA," replied Ruben who had now scooped meatballs from his bowl again.

"puihhhhh, how bitter is my orange ice?" ahsan said while putting an unpleasant expression on her face.

"Hahahahahaaha why are you San? Something wrong with the orange ice?" Ruben immediately laughed with his release.

"This must have something to do with you, right? What are you doing with my drink? How does it taste so bitter and wry?" tanya Ahsan accused Ruben.

"I didn't do anything to your drink. Try to remember what you ordered?" ask Ruben back.

"Of course I ordered orange ice," Ahsan replied quickly.

"What was that you were drinking?" ask Ruben again.

"It's orange ice but it's not sweet" Ahsan replied as he thrust the glass in front of Ruben.

"So you just ordered orange ice, right? That's why I told Sofia's dad that the orange ice doesn't have to be sugar. Don't you just order iced oranges so you don't have to use sugar, right? Hahahaha," now answered why Ahsan's iced orange tastes sour and a little bitter as he revealed earlier.

"Basic shit... Wait for my revenge well," said Ahsan who then went to the front again to order the drink again. Maybe Ahsan was not strong enough to withstand the sour taste of the orange ice that was not given sugar.

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