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197. Wanna ride the Bianglala

The baritone voice coming from the mouth of the bespectacled Lecturer instantly made the two people startled. Ihsan immediately ended his evil laugh and so did Risma, she quickly released Ihsan's arm and confirmed her sitting position again.

"He first, sir!" exclaim the two of them compactly blame each other.

"You two are out of your class!" the Lecturer's orders were resolute while pointing his index finger at the door.

"But Risma first, sir. I was quiet." Ihsan defended himself.

"Sir Ihsan lied, he was insulting me, sir. My time is ugly. Kan I am beautiful," replied Risma while cupping her two cheeks and then turned to look at Ihsan with a fierce look.

"Well, who insulted you? I'm not—"

"Shut up!" the Lecturer snapped while glaring until they were both aghast. "You didn't hear me tell you to come out?!"

Ihsan and Risma looked fearfully at the face of the Lecturer who was already so miserable, it seemed that he was really angry with the behavior of the two people.

In the end, with a heavy heart—they were out of class while carrying their own bags.

"It's all because of you, Ris! I should have studied!" gerutu Ihsan was upset as he walked first towards the canteen.

Risma who felt unacceptable followed him from behind. "Look, this is all because you know! Try not to insult me just now."

Ihsan stopped his steps then turned around, looking at the girl sharply. "Are I insulting you? When's? You're the one who insulted my name, saying it's not cool!" resolutely annoyed.

"Sister's name is not cool! I speak for what I am and not an insult. But Brother himself said my face does not deserve the name of Risma good. Is that not an insult to his name?" grouse Risma.

Ihsan raised both hands, then crushed his own palm with anxiety. Only the first time he missed the material just because of a problem that he thought was not important. All of his time is precious.

Lazily serving, Ihsan better pass to the canteen. Perhaps by buying a cold drink can relieve his anger.

"Don't sit here, Ris." Ihsan stared dislikefully at Risma as the girl sat in front of her. Though his intention wanted to dodge, but he instead continued to follow him.

"This is the campus bench, not the sister's. It's up to me to sit where," replied Risma did not want to lose, then she ordered juice to the waiter canteen.

Ihsan sighed heavily, it was better for him to just keep quiet than to continue talking later that there was getting longer. Then he opened the can cover and then downed the soft drink until it ran out.

Risma smiled as she looked at Ihsan who had a pushy face, but somehow she was even more curious about the man in front of her.

'May I be close friends with Brother Ihsan.' Risma.

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After meeting the lecturer, Guntur and Nella went on a car ride.

"Where do you want Papa to go, Nell?" thunder asked without turning his head, he was driving.

"To Mas Rizky's office, Pa."

"okay."

Only a quarter of the journey, but suddenly Nella asked Guntur to stop her car.

"Stop it, Pa!" nella's word is fast.

"What's up, anyway?" tanya Guntur while stopping his car. Then look at Nella who was busy staring out the left car glass.

"Papa retreated a little, it was too late."

"Okay sip, Pa." Nella showed off one of her thumbs towards Thunder.

After the car stopped, the beautiful woman rushed to open the seatbelt and got off the Thunder car just like that.

"What is this kid really doing?" Curious, Thunder also came down and approached Nella who was standing on the side of the highway. "What are you doing, Nella? Papa wants to meet."

"I'm going up on that, Pa."

Nella pointed to a large ring in front of the large field. When noticed briefly in front of them there is a market but commonly referred to as the night market.

Not just a ringleader, but there are carousels, kora-kora and trampoline mats that contain small balls. Also some traders, whether it is food, drink even clothes and shoes and bags are also there.

Speaking of the night market, it should be open at night or at least in the afternoon. But somehow at noon like this is even open? How strange.

The place was also quite crowded, there were some people who arrived but most of them brought small children who were on average 8 years old.

"Pa, come on." Nella suddenly just pulled on Thunder's arm until she walked closer to the place. But immediately, Thunder restrained his legs.

"Nella, Papa has a meeting. Said you were going to Rizky's office, too. We'll just go." Now it was Thunder's turn to try to pull on her daughter-in-law's arm, but Nella did the same as Thunder earlier. Holds his leg.

"I'm going to ride the reanglala first, Pa." Nella again pointed at the circling ring above, and it was terrifying in Thunder's vision. In addition to being afraid of watching horror movies, she is also afraid of heights.

"Pregnant women can't ride a prick, Nell. Pamali," said the original thunder.

"Ayeah, huh? I called Mama Gita first." Nella couldn't believe it, before asking her expert. Then he took his phone in his dress pocket. After it was successfully taken, Thunder took it for granted.

"Well what's your mom's phone? We just go. Come on. Papa's waiting in Rizky's office!" snarl.

Thunder felt very angry at Nella. He tried to pull his arm, but again it was difficult. Time is carried?

"Meeting Papa is postponed first. I'm going to ride the reindeer with Papa first," whined Nella with a hand that again pointed to her wish.

Thunder took his breath out in a huff, then he took his phone in his pocket to contact Rizky. Maybe Rizky is the only person who will help her this time.

"Hello, Riz," said Guntur as his son had just picked up the phone from him.

"Where is Papa? How long is it? I'm waiting in the conference room with Reymond and Mr. Mawan."

Thunder had a meeting with the three of them, but now he was alone in difficulty.

"Dih, Papa instead call Mas Rizky, will I want to take Papa up the ring," whined Nella annoyed.

"That's like Nella's voice, what's up, Pa? Nella why?" Nella's voice sounded a bit faint to Rizky's ears, but it worried her.

"Your wife wants to take Papa up the ring, Papa doesn't want to but he whines all the time. How's this, Riz?" grumbling Thunder frustrated. Her arms are now constricted in her daughter-in-law's armpits. Nella was still looking up, right where the ring was still circling.

'It seems exciting, I'm the same Papa Thunder should try it,' Inner Nella.

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