Superior Seedlings Mas Duda

Of jealousy?

"Ras, let's eat first, shall we?" take Alvin with me when I get ready to get on his bike.

This is a big guy, isn't it? Why is gini so good? Actually, since Alvin was good, it's just that he was seen to keep his distance. Let alone to eat and go home together like a gini, just say hello he will not be long, just a little pleasantry after it leaves. Maybe Arsy's pellet reaction had worn off when they broke up until he finally realized that I was the only one he deserved to fight for, eeaa ....

"Where do you want to eat?" ask her.

"We just eat crochet in front of the road there, you like tormenting, right?" I nodded with a smile answering his question.

We headed to where he meant. In fact, I was very tired today, not to mention that my mind was always fixed on the Sky, wanting to feel like it was soon home and rest. However, I'm not happy if I have to reject Alvin. After all he had just returned from misguidance, it was my duty to guide him back to the right path, the path to my heart.

While waiting for orders, we told each other about the activities of today. Maybe today we're just exchanging stories, but I can assure you tomorrow we'll exchange hearts. The sound of the phone ringing paused our conversation, I picked up the phone that had been in the bag and saw the name that was on the screen, Mother called ....

"Assalammualaikum, ma'am," I answered receiving a call from across the street.

"Needoo, Nduk. You're home from work? You're not bothering me, are you?"

"Mboten, Mom. Saras has trouble getting home from work. What was? How's Mom calling?"

"Yes, not tumbens. But if not Mom who calls first where you ever call Mom, you're stingy pulses" said Mother who made me giggle.

"The phone call was just for Saras to say something?" I asked while still giggling.

"Yes, that's it. Giniloh, is it not good for you to go home? Than there you live alone. He said he wanted to change his fate, what would he want to change? Wong you buy pulses you can't."

"Well, what's going on here, when suddenly I tell Saras to come home?" I asked while glancing at Alvin for a moment who was busy with his phone.

"Iniloh, Ipan nanyain's boss you continue, when he can greet you. Lah according to the same Mother Father than you there is nothing that takes care, will mending go back to marriage with Ipan boss, your future is more secure."

"Huh? Married man?" Mother really married her own child just as many married men. Mommy would Saras be honey?" my protest to Mom. I saw Alvin frowning at my words. Ah, Mom just ruined my date.

"Not to overdo it. You think this is a soap opera that married his son to a rich man in order to get money? Don't forget that the Ipan boss is a widower, his wife is three, but two have died, one is divorced because of cheating. Do you think that I killed my own child to become honey?" mother's nagging that makes ears instantly hot.

"hehehe .. Let's be dramatic. But if you just want to find a widower, why should you go home? Here also there are widows, handsome, rich, young again. If you want Saras to mate with a widower, tomorrow Saras cariin duda cool. Anyway don't be an Ipan prankster," my involuntary protest made some people stare at me.

"Yes, there's a handsome widower, rich and young, but the problem is he won't be with you? Wong you make coffee always a connection, you want to find a young widower."

"Newly also bitter coffee, Saras life is even more bitter. Especially if so married same Ipan, bitter and bitter as one,"

"Well I mean good mother, than there you just eat instant noodles, right mending here at least instant noodles there is default."

"Pun to, Mom. This is the era of what pake fooled all. Saras promised me, go home tomorrow Saras bawain mantu for me."

"Do you have a boyfriend?" sela Mom.

"Pun, Mum. Saras wants to eat, this wants to eat catfish plus there is lalapannya too. No need to slow down first."

"Nggeh, kanjeng mami. Assalammualaikum," my regards before finally closing the call.

Two rice dishes were ready at the table but it was not seen Alvin touching them. His forehead was furrowed, as if there were a lot of things he would ask or perhaps he was confused at my absurd attitude. Ahh don't let him cancel his crush.

"Cock hasn't been eaten?" tanyaku while pulling a glass containing iced tea, ngoceh continues with kanjeng mami turns thirsty.

"Again waiting for you. So which widower are you counting on?" his instantaneous asking made me choke. "Slow down, Ras," he continued, patting my back.

"Ehm .. that, anuu .. that is, just lie to Mom, rather than me actually being told to go home and continue to marry," I said nervously. Even though the widower I mean is actually, Damar, there is no way I can be honest with Alvin.

"So really want to be married? You want?"

"If I wanted to, anyway, maybe my parents would be married immediately, but they don't mean it, just pity to see me working alone here."

"Keep, who will you bring tomorrow when Lebaran who? Do you have a boyfriend?"

"Yes, I don't have one yet" I replied. "But Lebaran is still five months away, say you know in five months there is a miracle," I replied again not forgetting the grin.

"Ow ... Thank God, if so." Now replace my frown that's frowning at hearing the answer.

"Now Alhamdulillah?"

"Hmm .. That, already, yok, eat! Hunting is not good later," he replied, switching the conversation.

Usually if you again watch the soap opera FTV, answers like this indicate the man there is a feeling. Could Alvin have feelings for me? Hopefully yes, because if not, it means the author of the FTV story never did research.

After eating, Alvin drove me home. Usually when I get to the room, I want to feel like I'm taking a shower, but this time it's different. Alvin's scent and a few touches were still on my body, so tonight let me sleep while holding the heat, most importantly Alvin's scent didn't disappear. Let me feel sleep in the arms of the pujaan man.

***

"Brace ... Ras, hurry up and open the door. Emergency, Race, emergency!" A knock on the door shattered my dream.

Anyway why is that boy early in the morning already bothering people. I don't know if I'm so excited to see Alvin and Damar fighting over me. I feel like the most beautiful woman in the world. A knock made me come back to my senses, forced me to get up and open the door.

"What the hell, Din? it's still eight, we promise to leave at ten, right?" I'm a grumbling that's not ignored here.

"Wake up! Look in front of a black fortune car like yesterday, does that person know where we are?" My eyes opened wide to hear Early's words.

"Isn't yesterday said Mas Damar we are guaranteed safe? How come they're coming again?" dini continued panicking which inevitably made me panic.

Gusti, how is this?