Superior Seedlings Mas Duda

Kisses

"I like Zakki now, Mas." Mas Damar suddenly rewinded his body as I answered his question.

"Zakki is now much more fun. He's more open and humorous, in stark contrast to the geeky little Zakki." I giggled to myself remembering how a Zakki was in the past.

"What kind of person do you like?" mas Damar asked without looking at me, he set his eyes straight ahead. Urung grabbed the DVD cassette that he would play.

"I can't promise to say I don't like it right now, Mom. There is Allah, the All-Turning of hearts. I was afraid that my answer would precede his will. But for now my feelings are nothing more than a friend to him."

I sighed, feeling like a dream talk that wise, that was really Saraswati Anjani's speech twin Nia Ramadhani?

"I hope your feelings for him stay on that portion, Race." There was a bit of a happy stroke of him Mas Damar's face, a strange man, his feelings were fickle in just an instant.

"Absolutely the feeling of being able to put a bowl, Mas? can you count the portions?"

"Gosh, Race. You're getting better, aren't you?" Mas Damar again scrambled my head.

"Go rest! your wound is not fully healed. Next time I get a doraemon movie, we'll watch it together," continued Mas Damar again with a sincere smile.

Again discussing doraemon, basic cat no morals, eeh cat what I do not have morals, huh?

"But Mas Damar hasn't explained the portion of the feeling yet," my protest was still reluctant to stand.

"Later, huh? if the time comes, I will teach you the right level for every feeling. But learning can only be like me, yeah." This time Mas Damar mngerling naughty, I raided several times, trying to convince myself if it was Mas Damar.

That guy, the more flirtatious he gets, but I like it.

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"Ras, there's your friend downstairs." I am busy playing with Sky in his room to stop because of the call of Mbak Indri.

"Eh, buddy? what kind of tumben, what kind of man is a woman, Ma'am?" I asked when Indri was still standing in the doorway.

"Women, Race. Now wait in the living room."

"Okay, Ma'am. I went there. Thanks, huh?" Indri nodded then passed from there.

Fortunately Arin had finished Bathing, I could leave the Sky and leave it to Arin.

From the second floor I could see Dini was engrossed alone in the living room. The girl, tumben played without fussing first. Looks like he's still in his official shirt, looks like he just got home from work.

"See noh, hpmu. No phone calls a few times no answer."

"My head is in the room, I'm taking care of the sky earlier," I said with a grin.

"Nih, I bought in vegetable lontong Mbak Rini, he said yesterday pingin," said Dini while handing the package over to me.

Staring at the long-cherished vegetable lontong, suddenly my eyes sparkle, hopefully there is no netes iller.

I invited Dini to go to the dining table in the kitchen. This afternoon, the kitchen is always quiet. Mbak Indri and Mbok Darmi are still busy cleaning up, ahead of Magrib they just struggled back to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

I poured the vegetable lontong into the bowl. Not caring about the chattering Dini admires the beauty of this house. For me now, there is nothing more tempting than a bowl of vegetable puffs.

One spoon, two spoons to the fourth spoon all taste good. Feels like a new cravings person obedience. Tomorrow if you really want to, I promise I won't trouble you, Mas Damar, Eh? Sorry Khilaf.

"Eh, again fun, tumben here, Din." Mas Damar who suddenly nongol this time did not dampen my spirit to eat vegetables. I'm sorry, Mas. You lose competitiveness with vegetable lontong.

"Yes, Sir. Nengoki Saras. He also said he was sick, was it better?" ask Dini to Mas Damar who is still a henchman in front of the refrigerator.

"Alhamdulillah is better. Maybe tomorrow we start working again. Uh, is that Saras eating what?" I who was engrossed in vegetables did not care about Mas Damar's question. After all, there is a Early who will explain later.

"Again Lontong vegetable, sir. from yesterday bothered to ask it continues, so, all you bring deh," explained Dini to Mas Damar.

"Well, vegetable lontong? It's delicious, you want dong, Ras." I stopped my eating activities, looking up at Mas Damar who was in front of me.

"Eh, there's only one, Mom. I have eaten too" I replied as I swallowed a vegetable spoon in my mouth.

"No papa, a spoonful of doang, reduce the feeling of cold."

"I took another spoon, yeah, Mom. That's my ex, slovenly." Not finished I spoke, Mas Damar had taken a spoon in my hand and put a spoonful of vegetables into his mouth.

"Now wait to take a spoon first. You don't have rabies, do you? I don't have a contagious disease either, so it's safe." I was still silent, still in shock with Mas Damar's spontaneous attitude.

"Din, tomorrow bring a pack for the office, huh? I'm going back to my room again." Dini only nodded, a moment later Mas Damar passed, going towards his room.

"Rice? Woe, Race!" yells Early that makes me slack.

Duh, Gusti, what was that? Indirectly my lips met with the lips of Mas Damar, can you say that we were kissing? So ngiri same spoon. Can't this be my spoon of musiumin? don't want to be one of the sacred things.