The Boy Next Window's

The Proverb Is True, Gengs

I want to say rude now. Wanting to curse Aksa as well because this is not a pain anymore. But, it hurts, wear a D! I'm rich to want to die when it's just in order doang. Hixes. If I don't remember her cute face I would really drag her out of her room and I would strip her outside.

Uh, if that's what I wanted from the beginning hehe. Anyway after this I will take Aksa's promise to comply with all my requests. If necessary I'll ask him to propose to me right now! Well, start playing again!

"DOOHH!!! !!!!" I complained in a loud voice for the umpteenth time. I don't know what my face is shaped like. It must be ugly. Fortunately, Aksa did not see. If he had seen, where would this face be placed? In Aksa's heart, it's okay. What about other hayoo?

"Hold, Ma'am. It's just a little bit more."

Daritadi said that anyway? Just a little more, really? Do you think I chain a bicycle, if brought to the workshop continues really?

"How many more years is that, Mom? Oh, cepetan dong, ma'am. It hurts so much. I'm actually healed, right? What more pain? AWWW--" A jolt from both of the nimble hands of the massage mother who was sorting me made me speechless and could only grimace in pain.

"Try, Ma'am, his legs are made to stand. Does it still hurt?" With a lethargic and lazy face I obey also said the mother of the masseuse.

My eyes glared as my feet rested on the floor of the room. It doesn't hurt! With a face that I turned to the mother of the masseur and put on a radiant look as if I forgot the torture incident that he just did a few minutes ago.

"Ih! It doesn't hurt, Mom!!!" Cetusku happy.

"Alhamdulillah if not, Ma'am." Said.

"But, why does fitting in a massage really hurt, Mom??? Feel like you've taken lives again."

"Si Mbak can just describe it. His name is also, right, getting sick first having fun then."

"It could be Mom. Thank you, Mom. My legs don't hurt anymore."

"It's my job, ma'am. You're welcome."

"Eh, yes." I walked over to the desk drawer and got my wallet. I took out a few pieces of money left in my wallet.

"No need, Ma'am. I paid for it with Mas Aksa."

Both my eyebrows raised. "Huh? Time, Mom?!"

The mother nodded calmly. "Do you want to take it anyway, Mom?!!? You shouldn't!!!"

"My windfall is down, ma'am?"

"I'm the one being sorted, why did he pay?"

He just shrugged both of his shoulders. "Ask the same, Ma'am. I say yes, Mother. There's still patients who care."

A en je a ye. ANJAI!

Patient, cuy, he said!

Hearing that inevitably I chuckle softly. Then drove the mother masseur to the boarding page. He rode his motorcycle and while still having time to wave his hand at me, he just drove his bike into the streets leaving my boarding house.

I breathe a sigh of relief. Unknowingly I was playing with my feet that hurt last night. The pain is gone. Raib in the earth. I reached out and slowly jumped on my own. Between to make sure that my legs no longer hurt and the pleasure that covers me because my legs heal.

"Is it healed?" The voice that I've known lately reaches my ears and makes my jumping activity stop instantly.

Aksa is already in front of his boarding fence. Look relaxed wearing plain white T-shirts and knee-length casual pants. My cheeks blushed red to find Aksa watching me jump. He must have thought I was out of his mind.

"Eh, yes, Sa. Thanks yeah! Because I am healed!"

"My kok? Kan Bu Marta who has been complacent, Mb—Gema." Anxious when Aksa always almost keceplosan call me 'Mbak'.

"Ah, but you're the one who turned it on. You contact him too," I said. "Oh yeah, Sa, you pay in Bu Marta huh? How, Sa? I want to change it! I'm licking it."

"No, no Echoes."

"What the hell??? How can you not???"

"Sweep a rich parcel for the Echoes. Kan, I'm new here." After all, feel the mothers who like to give gifts to new neighbors. But, no papa.

"Aren't you going to be replaced? Pretty good, can you make three lunches at McD?" For some reason, Aksa laughed at my words. Makes her eyes narrow and makes her look even more cute. Well, it takes a lot of oxygen like that.

"Where's he? Isn't it sick?"

"BANGETTE!!!!" My spray. "Crazy times?! I was once again rich because death was pulled by my feet with him. Swipe right to left. I don't know what kind of rich feet I have. Fortunately it healed. If not???"

"But, it's cured, right?"

I grin.

"So, what do you want me to ask for?"

Eh? Whahuh?

It was as if I lost my memory for a moment. Though the time in the sequence I always think of Aksa's promise that I will soon collect. I scratched the back of my head while staring at Aksa.

"Hehe asked what???" He wants you to be my girlfriend. But, right, is that impossible? Even now it is time for women's emancipation. But, no, no! If rejected shame can be a lifetime!

"Where are you going, Sa? Early in the morning it was out." Instead of answering questions Aksa wants to ask what. I'm even more interested in his activities today.

"You wash the car. All breakfast." Follow dong!!!

"Oh that's it." Again, I scratched the back of my head. Baffled.

"Want to come?"

"You!!!" Basic ******. Very cheap indeed lo, Gem, immediately answer that. 45 Great spirit too! Shameful world!

Aksa chuckled softly at my reaction and invited me to get in her car.

"But, Sa, take the same wallet." Tukasku.

As fast as lightning I immediately climbed the stairs at once two in order to get to the room quickly. Before taking my phone and wallet I took the time to look at my reflection on my glass.

Crazy, messy abis! I combed my hair first. I stick my face to the glass to see if there are still belek or traces of luster attached. Duh, don't get me wrong, I'm not that cool and stupid! But, right, just in case.

Afraid of Aksa waiting, I grabbed my wallet and mobile phone and then immediately went down again. A few minutes later I was in the same car with Aksa. Nano-nano is rich in sweets.

"Where do you want to be, Sa?"

"In the noble wash car."

"Ear!!!" My reflexes made Aksa turn around for a while. It seemed that he was a little surprised to see my overreaction. I hurriedly fixed the already embarrassing atmosphere. "Eh, I mean, I used to wash cars in loyal car washes. Less expensive. Kinclong again car. Sometimes, if again good same mas-mas like fried love the same aqua to wait."

Basic female brain! It wants cheap and free! Fortunately, Aksa responded to my sentence with a smile. Aksa nodded slowly.

"May I try."

Replace me who is smiling. "Dideket there's a nice chicken soto too. We can have breakfast there."

"Ready one."

"Enak, Sa?" I asked to see Aksa still blowing her hot sotos. Makes me nervous about it. How not? The hot puff of soto made her face slightly reddened. Plus, several times a hiss sounded in his mouth.

"Don't like a spit, huh?" I ignored my previous question.

"I like to get sick. But, that's not excessive. And yes, it's delicious." Satisfied looking at Aksa. I just moved to touch my sotoku. I took the place of sambal and put in my bowl a few spoons.

"Aren't you afraid of stomach pain that much?" comment Aksa. It's commonplace that people say they're eating with me.

"Pantes lo if talking really pedes, your hobby is eating chilies anyway!"

"Cabe-cabean base!"

"Again, Gem, the local lu taro in your bowl! Let's have the same chilli!"

"Let's just the appendix echo just tau tasa!"

If you remember, it feels right what they say. My tongue seems to have gone numb with a spicy taste. Want as much chili or sambel as I eat. Not feeling at all.

"User is ordinary."

"Not often, not good for the stomach." Aksa.

Cie, the nasehatin, Sa?

"My stomach is fine-fine."

Aksa held a smile on her face. "The effect may not be now. Could be a few more years."

"Well, don't kidnap dong, Sa!" my protest.

Aksa laughs. "Nobody's just nagingetin."

"It makes no difference."

My debate with Aksa didn't just get there. Time to pay soto I insist on paying soto me and him. Aksa refused subtly.

"Sa, you paid my order! Replace now I pay in soto lo!"

"I told you earlier that it was rich in gifts for Echoes."

"No!!!"

"I—"

"That's my second request."

"What?"

"Gue wants to pay for my chicken soto. No, don't protest anymore. Noisy ah." Recalling the promise he made, Aksapun relented and let me pay our soto. Mr. Soto until his own smile saw my debate with Aksa.

But, the more I thought about it, the more I regretted it. Why should my second request be that anyway??? Why don't I just ask the others what kind of cake is more useful!!! Duh, Echoes! Where does your brain go to each Aksa? But, the rice had already become porridge. Upin and Ipin were born twins. How else would you like? I could only sigh many times recalling my regrets.

"Eye, why?" ask Aksa in the car. Both of us were on our way back to the room.

"For nyesel." In a hurry I smothered my own mouth.

Aksa. "Nyesel why?"

"Gak deng's. No papa."

"I'm not good enough to have Ema pay the chicken soto. If I don't want to make my promise, I don't want to."

"Still discussed, Sa." My solute.

But, how could it fit anyway? He's still the same as well, like I'm still thinking about that? Nick. How am I happy?

"Watch yuk, Sa."

THE BUSH!!! Who just talked?????

"Can. But I paid it this time."

"Huh? Really?" Didn't expect Aksa to heed her original sentence.

Aksa nodded. "When you want?"

"Whatever. Later afternoon?"

"It won't be noon to go to college."

"Yee, the freshman base is still busy."

"I'm in semester 5." Aksa chuckles. "Where is the afternoon? I finished college and I'll tell you."

"Do you know what's going through?" I held back a smile when I asked that line.

Aksa also became wrong behavior even though it is not obvious. "Eh, yes, did I ask for an echo number, can I?"

"Well, can't time?" up in front of the kos. Aksa recorded my number on her phone. Only then did it go into the room. Making sure Aksa's really in. I jump in excitement. Yup! Will be contacted by Aksa! Watching Aksa! Watch what's good? Horror the other time? Let me be able to hug Aksa faking fear. I grinned at the devil.

I opened a group line chat with my three best friends to tell you this happy news.

RRS. Echoes A. PRINCESS: THERE IS GOOD NEWS FOR ALL OF YOU GANGS

RRS. Echoes A. Daughter: no, not that mangosteen peel, you stale on

RRS. Echoes A. Daughter: the good news is...

Viola Siesyadipta: lo udh stale not most pleasantries, fuck-ups

RRS. Echoes A. Daughter: ....

RRS. Echoes A. Daughter: jeng.jeng..

RRS. Echoes A. Princess: GuE mAU N0NToN b2 SM AKSA GOODBYE MAu MANTI DEH IT FEELS CRAZY SENENgGggGGGGGGGGG