The Stupid Permit Letter

Chapter 22: Photo

“This is the order deck,” The shopkeeper came carrying 2 bowls of meatballs and 2 cups of different drinks. Vera takes her mango juice, and Silvi takes her avocado juice.

“I was told to abi menguluin SMA in Jakarta, in my aunt's place,” Silvi said while stirring chocolate in her juice.

“Srius qe?” Vera asked less sure.

“Yes, my aunt asked me to stay at her house, because her husband works, she has no friends at home.”

“Emang aunt qe does not work?”

“So, not given to me.”

“No kids too?”

“Not yet, qe doain bentar yes, hopefully quickly have momongan.”

“Amiiinn ..” Vera raised her hand in prayer for her aunt Silvi.

“Enak dong so qe, can meet the coga-coga there, can see the BTS concert, ouhh .. I so want to also connect to there Vi,” Vera began to talk digress.

“Liat high buildings in her there is a Korean artist who is kinclong-kinclong, like, flies if perched on their skin sriittt .. slipped fell flies because of slippery times, like, flies when perched on their skin sriittt,” continued Vera continues her imagination.

“Emang Korean artist lives in Jakarta?, if living in Jakarta is not a Korean artist dong, but a Jakarta artist,” Silvi mocks his friend's imagination.

“Yes they often go to Jakarta as well, make concerts, uuhhh so want to meet deh,” Vera replied while smiling alone.

“I went the day after,” Silvi dashed Vera's imagination with the main topic.

“What? The day after tomorrow?, qe really pigi Vi? Not kasian like me, I live alone here Vi ee,” Vera was surprised and refocused on their chat.

“Emang parents qe where?” Silvi tries to be funny.

“Ah Silvi, crisp qe jokes, I'm sad again, I don't want to be left alone.”

“So this was our last meal?” Vera asked in a sad tone.

“Only eat the last meal, do I want to die what?” Silvi quickly answered the conversation of her friend.

“Not that I mean ee,” Vera said while pinching Silvi's arm.

“Eh this, saket uh,” Silvi let go of Vera's hand while laughing.

“Yes, this is our last meal until I return here again,” Silvi continued with a thin smile.

“Do not go there, say the same Abi qe, here aja.”

“Udah Vera, still can't, Abi I if you've said A, don't want to change B.” Silvi replied with teary eyes.

“Man where am I on the cake?” Vera asked again.

“Udah, end of the food continues, just want magreb, go home we,” Silvi do not want to continue their grief chat.

They continued eating them, chatting a lot while having a selfie.

“Till send to wa yes, a memento for us, want me to wash a large truck I display later on the wall of my room, I write, “Best friend in SMP, I want to, I hope you always remember me", for qe one for me one,” Vera said while showing her hand like she was sticking a photo.

“I if free want, if you have to pay again, mending see in hp aja,” Silvi said indifferently.

“For this time, free for cave companions.” Vera said with passion.

“If you don't want to go there will be no free, right?”

“Yes, as the English proverb says “No free lunch,”

Silvi and Vera laughed.