
Poor meatballs Cak Sam, thirteen thousand rupiahs a bowl. Contains one roll of yellow noodles, one large meatball with quail egg stuffing, one medium vein meatball, three small meatballs, tofu yellow meatball stuffing, tofu meatball stuffing white, wet dumplings, dry dumplings, fried siome balls. Hot steaming sauce with a sprinkling of chives and fried onions. Just add the sauce and sauce. Saras does not like sausages. Appetizing, suitable for eating when the weather is cold or hot.
Ignore the Paijo scattered everywhere. I've also been wondering since I came back here why my circle of meetings was spinning and again accidentally met him. Better let's try a bowl of meatballs that have made my mouth kemecer want to taste.
"Let's eat! don't be shy relax."
Saras smiled faintly, Bambang leading the start of the meal. The movement is very smooth, ethical like eating a dish by practicing the science of table manner. Saras was flabbergasted, what could not be ordinary. Her thought. Does he have to follow the way Bambang eats? Sarah was a little clumsy, at least she had to restrain herself from looking greedy.
One mouthful, "Hem.. This is so delicious!" exclaimed Saras who could not cover his admiration. Rani and Hayu should also try this sometime. Or I'll wrap it up for them.
"Rubber, this is delicious and cheap. Can be made a subscription."
Paijo still loyally stole a glance. Saras doesn't know. Instead he felt it was time he showed that he could get more than a Paijo. PNS appeal meatball sellers are certainly far away. Bambang is more educated, Saras respects that one.
"It's better to eat with crackers. Mas Bambang want crackers?"
"Not just you."
Spelled Saras no crackers jars, he got up to take crackers from the jars that were on the cashier's desk. Their gazes met, Saras was still indifferent and as quickly as possible took two pieces of pickled crackers. Saras' favorite white round crackers. He sat back down and continued eating in the most graceful manner possible.
Kriyuk....
Kriuukk....
Steady rupture deh, delicious taste mixed with spicy devil chili sauce, accompanied by a pickled cracker. There is no mercy. So yummy!
When Saras chewed deeply, and his tongue seemed to be spoiled. Suddenly Bambang frowned, Saras caught the look on his face.
"Saras, if you eat crackers can not need to get out the sound? That's not polite!"
Hoho... did I not hear wrong? This I've been trying so hard to make no noise. My mouth was open when I was sad. The name is also a cracker yes, right biting clearly sounds criuk. If it does not come out the sound must be mlempem. Strange as it is, do I need to rendem this cracker into the new gravy I eat? seblak dong if that's it. The fizz! eating crackers arranged, it could be later all-all he set. Not too far off anyway?
"Hey, are you horrified? dumb even!"
"Oh-- , sori. I heard kog. Sorry to make it so noisy."
Saras chose to put the crackers back on a piece of tissue at the table, where perhaps he continued eating the crackers that had just gotten the complaint. His eyes were staring at the crackers, it was the complementary food he liked the most.
Paijo could hear the reprimand, he almost burst out laughing there. Saras knew that. Paijo held back a laugh, feeling sorry for Saras. Eating meatballs looks depressed. Naturally, it turned out that he also ate liver. Congkolese deh. Paijo understands one thing.
The girl is actually free-spirited, she looks depressed keeping an attitude. Too bad.
Finished spending meatballs, Saras hopes Bambang offers to be wrapped. But in the wait kog ga no pleasantries at all. Saras had been fishing by saying that he lived three with two friends. And they love culinary. I want to say directly too. Saras chose silence. Tomorrow-tomorrow he can still if just treat his friend to eat here.
They stand in front of the cashier to pay. Paijo itself serves payments at the cashier.
"Two bowls of meatballs, one iced tea, one iced orange, two crackers. All thirty-five thousand."
Bambang took out a blue note. Like the person, the money looked slippery with no sign of any bending lines at all. Paijo receives the money and looks like an eker-worker looking for five thousands.
"I'm sorry that's five thousand pennies!"
Paijo handed him a piece of ten thousand, two pieces of money two thousand and a thousand coins. "No problem..." Bambang receives change. When he was about to put it again in the wallet, the coin fell and rolled down the table.
Instead of being embarrassed to pick up, Bambang was instead seen crouching down looking under the table.
Where the money fell. Damnit damnit! it can be good for parking.
Saras was getting goiter and embarrassed in front of the mocking smiling Paijo.
There are people like Bambang. A thousand silver hlo's. Pondering 'me only ogah at the love of a thousand money. Kog thinks he lost a billion dollars. Make shame.
"Let me change mas. Let me find it!"
Bambang raised his head. Instead of refusing even enthusiastically accept money from Paijo.
"Oh. good mas. Thanks though. You can pay for parking. Although a thousand rupiahs are told to find ngamen in the lamp bangjo also not necessarily anyone who gives."
Don't have self-respect. Who wants to fuck.
Arriving at the boarding house, Bambang immediately returned home. Hayu and Rani laugh out loud as Saras recounts the behavior of mister B from beginning to end.
"Dirty, make ill fill."
"How do you want to continue?" ask Rani again.
Saras snorted in annoyance. "You know what else, I go first. Nuruti Abah rather than being told to quit college or more scary can not be remitted."
Kotok..kotok...!
The sound of a vespa in front of the house stopped their chatter.
"Who the hell?" Hayu looked out.
"Huihhhh. mas Paijo Ras."
"Saras cringe, same afternoon mas Bambang night in apeli mas Paijo. Want to want me?"
Saras got up and went. "What do you want?"
"Samperin' there!"
Saras stepped out. "Who's looking?"
"Please give me your friend. Same is crackers. Poor thing I saw someone who was depressed could not eat crackers because it was considered rude."
Saras gawking, is this a psychic? how did he know my mind.
He received a package containing three servings of meatballs and a bag of plastic pickled crackers. "In what order?"
"Ga means nothing. Just pity."
"I'm back, you don't have to say thank you."
Paijo ramped up his vespanya again, one time the engine genjotan directly on.
"If you can give advice, mending you change boyfriend. Not pantes for you."
"What care are you!?" saras's emotional veins stiffened.
"I give you free advice. A man like him will only dictate to you, his stingy is also visible. How can you be happy."
Paijo breezed away without waiting for Saras' reply. Obviously that made Saras annoyed. He even stomped his feet with a bang.
Paijos! Basic irritating! Sok cares but I know he laughs at me in the heart!
Why is everyone so annoying. Agh...!!!
Saras closed the gate violently. At least that door won't complain of pain. Just do not get caught by mother kos. You may also get angry if the door is broken.
seriate...
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Poor meatballs Cak Sam, thirteen thousand rupiahs a bowl. Contains one roll of yellow noodles, one large meatball with quail egg stuffing, one medium vein meatball, three small meatballs, tofu yellow meatball stuffing, tofu meatball stuffing white, wet dumplings, dry dumplings, fried siome balls. Hot steaming sauce with a sprinkling of chives and fried onions. Just add the sauce and sauce. Saras does not like sausages. Appetizing, suitable for eating when the weather is cold or hot.
Ignore the Paijo scattered everywhere. I've also been wondering since I came back here why my circle of meetings was spinning and again accidentally met him. Better let's try a bowl of meatballs that have made my mouth kemecer want to taste.
"Let's eat! don't be shy relax."
Saras smiled faintly, Bambang leading the start of the meal. The movement is very smooth, ethical like eating a dish by practicing the science of table manner. Saras was flabbergasted, what could not be ordinary. Her thought. Does he have to follow the way Bambang eats? Sarah was a little clumsy, at least she had to restrain herself from looking greedy.
One mouthful, "Hem.. This is so delicious!" exclaimed Saras who could not cover his admiration. Rani and Hayu should also try this sometime. Or I'll wrap it up for them.
"Rubber, this is delicious and cheap. Can be made a subscription."
Paijo still loyally stole a glance. Saras doesn't know. Instead he felt it was time he showed that he could get more than a Paijo. PNS appeal meatball sellers are certainly far away. Bambang is more educated, Saras respects that one.
"It's better to eat with crackers. Mas Bambang want crackers?"
"Not just you."
Spelled Saras no crackers jars, he got up to take crackers from the jars that were on the cashier's desk. Their gazes met, Saras was still indifferent and as quickly as possible took two pieces of pickled crackers. Saras' favorite white round crackers. He sat back down and continued eating in the most graceful manner possible.
Kriyuk....
Kriuukk....
Steady rupture deh, delicious taste mixed with spicy devil chili sauce, accompanied by a pickled cracker. There is no mercy. So yummy!
When Saras chewed deeply, and his tongue seemed to be spoiled. Suddenly Bambang frowned, Saras caught the look on his face.
"Saras, if you eat crackers can not need to get out the sound? That's not polite!"
Hoho... did I not hear wrong? This I've been trying so hard to make no noise. My mouth was open when I was sad. The name is also a cracker yes, right biting clearly sounds criuk. If it does not come out the sound must be mlempem. Strange as it is, do I need to rendem this cracker into the new gravy I eat? seblak dong if that's it. The fizz! eating crackers arranged, it could be later all-all he set. Not too far off anyway?
"Hey, are you horrified? dumb even!"
"Oh-- , sori. I heard kog. Sorry to make it so noisy."
Saras chose to put the crackers back on a piece of tissue at the table, where perhaps he continued eating the crackers that had just gotten the complaint. His eyes were staring at the crackers, it was the complementary food he liked the most.
Paijo could hear the reprimand, he almost burst out laughing there. Saras knew that. Paijo held back a laugh, feeling sorry for Saras. Eating meatballs looks depressed. Naturally, it turned out that he also ate liver. Congkolese deh. Paijo understands one thing.
The girl is actually free-spirited, she looks depressed keeping an attitude. Too bad.
Finished spending meatballs, Saras hopes Bambang offers to be wrapped. But in the wait kog ga no pleasantries at all. Saras had been fishing by saying that he lived three with two friends. And they love culinary. I want to say directly too. Saras chose silence. Tomorrow-tomorrow he can still if just treat his friend to eat here.
They stand in front of the cashier to pay. Paijo itself serves payments at the cashier.
"Two bowls of meatballs, one iced tea, one iced orange, two crackers. All thirty-five thousand."
Bambang took out a blue note. Like the person, the money looked slippery with no sign of any bending lines at all. Paijo receives the money and looks like an eker-worker looking for five thousands.
"I'm sorry that's five thousand pennies!"
Paijo handed him a piece of ten thousand, two pieces of money two thousand and a thousand coins. "No problem..." Bambang receives change. When he was about to put it again in the wallet, the coin fell and rolled down the table.
Instead of being embarrassed to pick up, Bambang was instead seen crouching down looking under the table.
Where the money fell. Damnit damnit! it can be good for parking.
Saras was getting goiter and embarrassed in front of the mocking smiling Paijo.
There are people like Bambang. A thousand silver hlo's. Pondering 'me only ogah at the love of a thousand money. Kog thinks he lost a billion dollars. Make shame.
"Let me change mas. Let me find it!"
Bambang raised his head. Instead of refusing even enthusiastically accept money from Paijo.
"Oh. good mas. Thanks though. You can pay for parking. Although a thousand rupiahs are told to find ngamen in the lamp bangjo also not necessarily anyone who gives."
Don't have self-respect. Who wants to fuck.
Arriving at the boarding house, Bambang immediately returned home. Hayu and Rani laugh out loud as Saras recounts the behavior of mister B from beginning to end.
"Dirty, make ill fill."
"How do you want to continue?" ask Rani again.
Saras snorted in annoyance. "You know what else, I go first. Nuruti Abah rather than being told to quit college or more scary can not be remitted."
Kotok..kotok...!
The sound of a vespa in front of the house stopped their chatter.
"Who the hell?" Hayu looked out.
"Huihhhh. mas Paijo Ras."
"Saras cringe, same afternoon mas Bambang night in apeli mas Paijo. Want to want me?"
Saras got up and went. "What do you want?"
"Samperin' there!"
Saras stepped out. "Who's looking?"
"Please give me your friend. Same is crackers. Poor thing I saw someone who was depressed could not eat crackers because it was considered rude."
Saras gawking, is this a psychic? how did he know my mind.
He received a package containing three servings of meatballs and a bag of plastic pickled crackers. "In what order?"
"Ga means nothing. Just pity."
"I'm back, you don't have to say thank you."
Paijo ramped up his vespanya again, one time the engine genjotan directly on.
"If you can give advice, mending you change boyfriend. Not pantes for you."
"What care are you!?" saras's emotional veins stiffened.
"I give you free advice. A man like him will only dictate to you, his stingy is also visible. How can you be happy."
Paijo breezed away without waiting for Saras' reply. Obviously that made Saras annoyed. He even stomped his feet with a bang.
Paijos! Basic irritating! Sok cares but I know he laughs at me in the heart!
Why is everyone so annoying. Agh...!!!
Saras closed the gate violently. At least that door won't complain of pain. Just do not get caught by mother kos. You may also get angry if the door is broken.
seriate...
.
.
.
.
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