The Love Story of Somplak Girl

07

"Zae, how are you related to Mas Yudha?" zety asked as they sat together in front of the television.

Zahra did not immediately reply, but was busy chewing on the eggs whose jars were currently being tightly hugged. Zety who saw that also just turned the eyeball lazy.

"It was even diem. You mute?" asked Zety again, but this time was filled with a tone of annoyance.

"Well, no way, Suk. I'm as rich as ever." Zahra answered lazily. It was not that he did not like it, but he was still imagined by the beautiful woman who was with Yudha this afternoon. For some reason, Zahra felt that there was something between them.

"Shoot, anyway, Zae. You'll die with love until he's willing to wait for years." Zety. Zahra stopped her chewing and looked at Zety sharply.

"Don't be crazy, Suk! I'm a girl, woman, girl, princess—"

"Who are you, who is this man!" sela Zety, take the beans from inside the jar.

"Gee! Don't start messing around and making my mood break, Suk! I do not want to lower my self-esteem as a dignified woman no matter how much love I have for Mas Yudha." Zahra spoke with certainty.

"Good!" Zety gave a thumbs up sign in agreement.

"But if I get a signal that Mas Yudha also loves me, then I will gaskeun!"

"God! Plin-plan very you be a girl!"

"Well, as long as there is a chance for what is not useful, Suk."

"But it's the same you keep your self-esteem low, Bambang!" Zety had thrown Zahra's head down.

They chatted with each other, Zahra recounting the first day of work and how she had to be polite to Rasya. Occasionally, Zety laughed loudly when there was a cuteness in the story of his best friend. Moreover, when Zahra mimicked body style and language when Arga scolded her who was not being polite to Rasya.

"Jeez, whim!" Zety held a cramped stomach from laughing too much.

"Gue is really very similar to Mr. Arga. Why do I always get unlucky if I deket him." Zahra chewed the beans violently until the sound of chewing sounded loud. Zety who saw it was just horrified himself.

"Edan elu, Zae. You girls, can eat gracefully anyway? Eat that rich cow." Zety snorts rough. "Okay, Zae, if you're too late for Mr. Arga, you could be your love even dead for him."

"Relieve it! I don't want my life to be shit all the time."

"It's not bad that it's close to Mr. Arga, but it's a sloppy elementary thing." Zety thumped lips. "It is mending with Mr. Arga rather than Mas Yudha."

"God! That's really you, Suk. Much more mending Mas Yudha. He was so cute, so loving, wow that's how. I don't know Mas Yudha yet." Zahra defended, but Zety exhaled a rough breath.

Zety did not think that Zahra would be that sweet to her foster sister in the orphanage first. But according to Zety, Yudha was not as good as Zahra had been. But love is blind and can beat everything. Sometimes love makes people lose their minds.

"Oh!" Zahra hissed as her tongue was accidentally bitten along with the sound of the door being knocked from outside.

"You need to wait again to eat the same meat, anyway, if the tongue is bitten by the cake" said Zety. He stood up and walked towards the door to see who was coming to the night-time guests.

"But shit, it's gonna be this thrush. Usually if the shit gini fit Mr. Arga," murmured Zahra.