The Somplak Girl belongs to Cassanova

16

The car that Arga drove from earlier continued to drive touching the asphalt road. It had been almost an hour on the way, but the car had no sign of stopping.

Rasya kept asking where they were going, but Pandu and Arga were suddenly like mute people. None of them answered at all.

"Om, I feel like I'm back home again." Rasya stared at the streets that were no stranger to him. Pandu still did not answer, only turned a glance and then looked back to the front.

"Gee! The rich bulls of the mute," muttered Rasya. The guide turned his head back, but this time the man's eyes glared sharply. Rasya who saw the gaze of Pandu's eyes, only showed two fingers a sign of peace.

Rasya's phone suddenly rang, a koplo dangdut song was heard breaking the silence in the car, even making Pandu jump. With a graceful gesture, Rasya grabbed the phone from the small sling bag that was currently within his lap.

Rasya's lips smiled as he watched a video call from his three best friends. Without thinking much, Rasya immediately accepted the call. As soon as the green icon has been depressed, the faces of his three friends who are fighting over each other look filled the screen.

"Woe! Why that scramble? Rich again grabbing your basic help." Rasya chuckled, even his laughter made Pandu's ears ring. With a face so irritated, the man rubbed his ears.

"Wry-on! Where are you? Well, again in this fancy car boy." Zety opened his voice, but a moment later his face was pushed back by Zahra.

"It's so bad, Ra! Don't invite us" said Zahra.

"Well, yes, the turn to forget us, sad when new, crying," added Margaretha.

"Woi! Suketi, Zaenab, Markonah! Diem, don't be noisy! I'm sleeping again." Rasya pointed his phone at Pandu who actually looked back at him.

"Bell, Om. Judes' face is great!" Rasya returned the direction of his phone. Pandu still did not open his voice.

"Ra, where are you really going, anyway?" ask Zety.

"Grandmike! I just follow, but what I see and feel, this is the way for me to go home, deh." Rasya's eyes rolled back out the window. Inwardly, the girl confirmed that her premonition was not wrong.

"Back home?" ask them three compact.

"Yes, my father is sick. My plan today would be to use Kang Asep's handsome travel back seven derivatives, but if it fits the handsome climb then that's a loh," Seloroh Rasya. The girl covered her laughter. Arga who is still focused on the steering wheel, could not help but laugh at Rasya's words that seemed blunt.

"Tumben very you go home village not saying goodbye to us. Contract without you deserted, Ra."

"Yes! Like vegetable soup without tails, carrots and celery."

"Don't talk about food, lager even bother. I haven't eaten yet." Rasya's face looked pouted. What the girl said was indeed true, since coming out of the villa, they had not stopped at the restaurant at all.

"Don't slander you, Ra. The hell of the time, Om Panumu is stingy." The three girls no one believed Rasya's words.

"Really, deh. H ...."

"Oh, I'm dead, Om?" rasya asked in surprise because Pandu suddenly turned off the call.

"You're noisy! I'm going to sleep." Pandu spoke with a sniff. "Ga! Stop at the front restaurant," said Pandu. The man's eyes were closed with his head leaning.

"Emang strange people, he said he wanted to sleep, but asked to stop at the restaurant" said Rasya. The girl also leaned back and covered her evaporating mouth.

Just as Rasya was about to close his eyes, the car stopped at a restaurant with a traditional menu. The eyes of the Guide that just closed, back wide open. The man got out of the car without waiting for Arga to open the door for him.

Rasya also came down and walked behind Pandu with Arga. When entering the restaurant, many pairs of eyes of visitors, especially women who stare at them.

The restaurant has entered the countryside. So, when there are city people there, some of them will be amazed. Moreover, Pandu and Arga are both handsome with pure white skin.

The three people were sitting at table number five, a restaurant waiter came with a menu book. Rasya twirled his lazy eyeball when he saw the waiter walking while justifying his hair. Flirtatious! Thought the girl.

"Welcome, what message would you like?" ask the waiter in a voice made spoiled. He put the menu book in front of Pandu. The man opened the book and looked for food that would arouse his appetite.

"What do you want to order, Miss?" tanya Arga who had seen Rasya just opened the menu book in front of him, even though he and Pandu had ordered food.

"Before, Ma'am here there are oseng-oseng rempela ati?" rasha asked with a focus on the book.

"She, Miss."

"Alright, I order that, but two portions yes, Ma'am. Drink some hot oranges." Rasya looked at the servant who looked lazy to serve him.

"Good, Miss. Then excuse me." The servant bowed slightly respectfully, and was about to leave from there, but Rasya held back his steps.

"Sir, please love the chicken yes, do not mind me because my ori already belongs to him one, and there is nothing else." Rasya pointed at Pandu who was currently looking at him in disbelief. The servant's face suddenly soured.

"Remember, Ma'am. He's my husband!" rasha this time her voice sounded firm.

"Good, Miss." The waiter seemed to force his smile. After the servant's departure, Rasya was busy playing mobile phone as if nothing happened. Even he did not realize that there was a man who was wrong because of his words just now.

"Haha! There's Ge-er!" Rasya laughed loudly. The tail of his eyes glanced at Pandu who now looked annoyed. "Don't be angry, Om. Ntar wrinkles on the face increasingly more loh," said Rasya calmly.

"You!"

"I'm your legal wife! Hahaha," Rasya interjected with laughter that was so jarring.