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Sundays

Finally Sunday came again. Sunday was the day Laura hated the most in her life. If you can choose, Sunday is better to be held once a month.

All of that was certainly not because Laura was diligent in school, but because there was no Arga the conditioning of her eyes. At home, he felt angry. One of the reasons Laura went to school was Arga. Although the encounter with Arga was only a glimpse from twenty meters away, it was more than enough for Laura. The most important thing is to see Arga every day.

It feels weak, wants to eat lazy, sleep is bored, take a lazy bath, learn what else, more lazy. Going to Arga's house is also impossible. After all Laura still had to hold back her pride a little because of the incident that night.

Laura still hopes Arga will explain the impromptu kiss. At least Arga should apologize to Laura. Explain what really happened.

"Ra, I'm sorry, well, about the kiss that night. I also don't know why, suddenly I want to kiss you. I'm in love with you, I wish you'd be my girlfriend, Ra."

Surely the speech was just a mere expectation that was in Laura's head. It is not possible to be reality at all. That's how a girl's brain is if it's high in purity.

For whatever sake, Laura was eager to meet Arga. Even if Laura forced herself to play at her house, she would definitely end up chatting with Ms. Arga and her neighbors. Listening to the gossip of the mothers, of course, Laura herself did not understand at all. While Arga will definitely lock himself in the room until Laura comes home, as it has been, the young man has always been.

This is how it is to love the child of a person who in fact nolep. Want sms can not, Arga will not have a mobile phone. Chat on social media, what else. Arga may have never been acquainted with fac@book, tuwiter, bbm, or such.

Laura was rumbling about indistinctly in her room ever since she began to wake up. Write Arga's name many times as he often does in times of boredom. Want to learn is also not concerned if the heart is languishing.

With a lazy step Laura woke up from her beloved throne. Laura started her first activity on Sunday. Go out of the room to open the door. There was little expectation that the person standing behind the door frame was Arga.

Ora may, Nduk... That is how the Javanese say.

"Rome?" Laura rolled her eyes. He was surprised by the wide gaping mouth mode. Soon he pulled Rome away from his court. Then walk quickly to an indomie stall not far from his house.

"What did Lo do here? I can be kicked out of my grandmother if I get caught having a guy guest!" annoyed. Laura invites Roma into an indomie stall. The guy was obedient as Laura tried to pull herself inside. Also called Rome.

"Casual, Ra ... relax! Later if Grandma you know I will ngaku kemen class lo who want to join a group study!" roma said with a joke. He sat down with Laura. "Indomie boil one egg three yes, Bang! Don't use fried onions!" exclamation Rome.

"Eh, is this the indomi pesen's son?"

"Well, you brought yourself here. I happen to be laper." Rome slithering.