The Sins of Love

ADVANCEMENTS

...You are my reason to laugh and live, thank you for coming...

...-adinda N.R.-...

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Nasha cleaned up all the groceries that Lasmi bought into the refrigerator and nightstand in the kitchen, many times Nasha was surprised a lot of items that were not needed but the Lasmi mom bought it, like dipper bath, napkin, dishes, glasses even a new pot, but Nasha did not say anything she just continued to help miss Lasmi clean up, she said, semetara Ziyan was washing his feet in the bathroom and Miss Lasmi was cutting meat and washing vegetables to cook in the sink area.

Not long Ziyan finished and approached Nasha as well as Lasmi's mother who was in the kitchen

"What did I help you with?" asked Ziyan

"Well, can he cook?" ms. Lasmi asked back while chuckling

"No, no" Ziyan was grinning while scratching her nape that was not itchy.

Nasha who has finished cleaning the groceries into the refrigerator to take the vegetables that will be cooked by Lasmi's mother and cut her while sitting at the dining table, the kitchen in Nasha's house is indeed no partition with a dining room only limited by a nightstand like a mini bar that is not too wide, although not large but the room is very comfortable and clean. Ziyan followed Nasha and sat down before her.

"Lo's still mad about yesterday?" Ziyan began to ask

Nasha was immediately startled to hear Ziyan's words while Lasmi's mom was there, she hurriedly kept her index finger in her mouth telling Ziyan to be quiet while the tip of her eyes glanced at Lasmi's mom

"Lo's leg still hurts?" ask Ziyan again

"It's okay" Nasha whispered

"I'm sorry yes sha, you so have to run around until your feet blisters"

Now Nasha deliberately stepped on the foot of Ziyan who was under the table

"Aaawww. hurts..." Ziyan grimaced, once again Nasha put her index finger to her mouth

"Silver mending help me peel this just let's not talk continue" Nasha thrust 3 potatoes with a special knife that is used to open the skin of potatoes

"Gue told you not to call me brother!"

Ziyan was still blabbering while confused with the knife and potato in his hand, this was the first time in his life Ziyan had peeled potatoes

"We're not that close until I have to call 'name' to brother"

Nasha took the potato and knife again from Ziyan's hand because she saw that Ziyan was not able to peel the potatoes and exchange them for onions and a small knife "kalo-slicing this can doang right?" nasha asked, Ziyan tried it.

"So we have to deket first so you can talk to me casually? besides our age is only different after all, maybe less, feel really old I you call that big brother" now Ziyan peeling the onion skin, while Nasha did not answer Ziyan's question

"It's my permission to deketin lo" exclaimed Ziyan, Nasha who had been focusing on cutting vegetables immediately staring at Ziyan

"Kalo lo gabababan means okay" now Ziyan is trying to slice his onions

"Why the hell?"

"Why what?"

"Gue told you, I like it"

Do you know what this guy doesn't hear now Nasha's heart sounds?

"But I don't like being the center of attention in school, everyone's looking at me as rich as aliens just because my brother sneaked me"

"That means you just don't like being the center of attention, don't like me, do you?"

Ziyan likes to talk

"Why in the hell? you don't have a guy, I also don't have a girl, what's wrong with me deketin lo?" continued the guy relaxed while still focusing on his onion

"What did I say if I didn't have a guy?" nasha ketus

"Udah you don't have to make up stories, you ain't no talent lie"

Ziyan began to feel his eyes sore, Nasha was out of words for this guy, while from earlier Lasmi ma'am who was in the kitchen area could clearly hear the conversation of the two teenagers, he could only smile at their conversation, now that Ziyan's greenish eyes were reddening, tears welling up under his eyes.

"Lo wants to give me a chance, I want even if it's just a temen lo"

Ziyan almost cried because of the peeled onions, Nasha should know that it is only a very stale mode of a man who wants PDKT, he said, while the innocent girl was only silent due to being very baper, Ziyan then took out the banana milk from the pocket of her uniform pants and placed the drink in front of Nasha.

"Lo want to be my friend?" Ziyan looked at Nasha earnestly, the girl did not reply she just stared at the banana milk in front of her while thinking, he did not know what to say at this time he was just trying to hold his heart beat that was not because Ziyan was too intense, hopefully Ziyan was not aware of his feelings think Nasha.

Finally after a long time Nasha decided to take the banana milk, Ziyan smiled broadly while crying not because Nasha wanted to be his friend but because of the damn onion he peeled, the guy rubbed his nose and took a strong breath because snot almost came out of there.

"Crazy, until my gini because you want to be my friend" said Ziyan cengengesan, Nasha just laughed to see it, fortunately Ziyan is handsome, Ziyan was handsome, although now his eyes were red and his nose was still not losing his good looks, Nasha was upset while looking at Ziyan. Ziyan stared back at him, 'it is hard to see lo rich smile gini doang' Ziyan cried in his heart.

"But you know what? usually there are girls who can just be 'cement' I doang" Ziyan began again with his ignorance, Nasha immediately frowned while Ziyan laughed broadly at Nasha's face which he considered funny, to the extent that the man did not consciously wipe the water coming out of his eyes using the hand he used to peel onions

"Awwwwwwww.. perih, peri" Ziyan shouted because of his stupidity, Nasha laughed back at Ziyan who hurriedly ran to the sink looking for water for his eyes, Lasmi's mother laughed too.

Finally the food that was waiting for was ready, Miss Lasmi cooked chicken stew, capcay with sausage and meatballs, fried crispy shrimp, and made orange juice, and, on the table there are also chili and crackers typical of home-cooked food, Ziyan stared at all the food that was served at the table, for some reason he felt sad, even, for a long time Ziyan had not tasted home-cooked dishes like this.

His mother does not cook at home because she has to work, even Ziyan to forget the last time her mother cooked for Ziyan, after Ziyan entered High School and behaved naughty he so rarely went home, Ziyan usually eats anywhere, from roadside food or eating at restaurants, he also rarely met his mother because he rarely came home, usually Ziyan will kelikelit stay at a friend's house or sleep in an apartment that his father bought with his friends and once Ziyan returned home his mother was still busy with her work and in the end if That hungry Ziyan guy would only eat instant noodles or fast food messages.

"Kok loathed? let's eat" said Miss Lasmi sounding very soft in Ziyan's ears, Ziyan nodded and Miss Lasmi immediately picked up the rice and side dishes, while Nasha had started eating.

Sometimes many of his friends' parents are strict with Ziyan because they feel that Ziyan has a bad influence on their children, only Ken's parents can accept it, that's because Ken's parents are rarely in Indonesia so they are not too concerned with the activities of his son and Ziyan.

But Miss Lasmi is very different as the person who has been babysitting Nasha from baby mom Lasmi can also be said Nasha's parents right? and as Nasha's parents who had heard the story of how mischievous and delinquent Ziyan bu Lasmi could still accept Ziyan near Nasha, and treat Ziyan very warmly like her own son.

"Great son of a mother" Ziyan said a little melancholy

"This isn't just a gombal kaaaan?" madam Lasmi smiled mockingly while recalling the words of Ziyan's dreadlocks on Nasha earlier

"This is a real ma'am, honestly" Ziyan replied with a laugh, they enjoyed her meal while joking and chatting, occasionally, Miss Lasmi and Nasha laugh at Ziyan's funny stories and sometimes Ziyan who laughs listens to Nasha's childhood stories from Lasmi's mother.

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