Trapped in Love with the Idol

30. The Sultan Albar's

Balqis in the kitchen was sent by her mother Bang Fajar, when suddenly Albar who had just finished bathing was heard singing.

Once through the kitchen, he had time to enter the kitchen first with a jog style Michael Jackson.

🎶Hey pretty baby with the high heels on

You give me fever

Like I've never, ever know

You're just a product of loveliness

I like the groove of your walk

Your talk, your dress

I feel your fever

From miles around

I'll pick you up in my car

We'll paint the town

Just kiss me baby

And tell me twice

That you're the one for me

The way you make me feel

You really turn me on

You knock me off of my eat

My lonely days are gone🎶

Albar muters like a windmill while jogging Michael Jackson and singing Michael Jackson songs.

Balqis who saw Albar's behavior only massaged his forehead while shaking his head.

This artist hasn't taken his medication yet. Inner Balqis.

"Sonooo prayer, even a concert in the kitchen."

Banish Balqis.

Albar muters while still singing out of the kitchen.

Balqis mah did not know that Albar's heart was now bearing fruit, no longer a flower but was already bearing fruit.

This is the power of alms.

After doing good by spending new hp for all friends Balqis and also Dawn, now Albar can immediately enlighten his career.

Albar climbed into the attic still while singing.

Balqis who looked up from the kitchen door shook her head again.

Strange, it's surprising that someone else is with him. Inner Balqis though in the end he was smiling to himself.

Unable to think of Albar, did not feel the smell of spoiled charred from the pot smelled.

"Oh my God, my dear poor opor."

Balqis jumped near the stove and instantly turned off.

Haduh, because Albar concert is not clear, Balqis so lost the focus of his main task angetin opor chicken.

Balqis immediately tasted, fortunately the charred was a little because the sauce was almost exhausted.

Balqis immediately picked up the container to move her chicken opor when suddenly a horn sounded outside the house.

Tint's!

Balqis.

Hurriedly he came out, and it looked like Dawn was carrying Albar's new Fortuner car.

"Qis, which flame is it?"

Dawn asked Balqis who saw who came from the side door of the house.

"Morning prayers in the room."

Answer Balqis.

Dawn came down from the car.

His face implied exhaustion and despair.

"There's a bang, why is it like it's too hot."

Balqis was astonished that Fajar was getting closer to Balqis standing.

"Qis... Qis, how is not stamped, live car markers doang I got a scolding mother-emak. From my own mother to my neighbor."

Dawn scratching the head.

"Lha why?"

Balqis.

"That's your future husband's car is big, he if parked in front of my house does not look at the door, you know my house is short as a bonsai."

Dawn said while going inside so Balqis slightly moved aside so that Dawn could pass.

"Park here, my house is fate to match tossa."

Sad word of dawn.

"But in front of the road will also make the vehicle pass, if there is a parking car afraid he can not make it through another car."

Said Balqis who then went inside to return to the kitchen and continue his activities.

"Oport from mom?"

Ask Dawn.

Balqis.

"Yes a lot, until I get to kayak lebaran."

Balqis.

"Yes I have eaten here alone, from a busy parking lot was not finished."

Dawn.

"Yes, later the same Bara just eat, Aki mah come home later Isya."

Along with that the door of Albar's room in the attic opened the cleavage.

"Hi Jur Bro."

Sapa Albar, this time with the style of a child rap.

"He's handsome but he's weird Qis."

Dawn Word.

"Yes that's it."

Balqis.

Albar came down from the attic by jumping, then this time stylized hold the guitar.

"Where? Don't you think it's appropriate to go on stage?"

Albar asked at the gawking Dawn looking at him.

"Yes up doang."

The word Dawn is lethargic.

"Why Jur, how come you're leaking your face?"

Ask Albar.

Jiaaah lepek, thought hair has not shampooed what how?

"Your car is Ra, making my brain feel like it's going to melt."

Dawn sits on the terrace near the well.

"Jur, you buy a real cage tomorrow, this is a chicken coop used by a cat, go back and forth to roll the cage in a doang tubruk."

Albar said as he sat down near Dawn.

"Yes anyways you told me to buy a cat cage suddenly, that was not all nyari."

"I forgot it."

Albar pat jidat.

"Where is the car, dizzy me, the car does not fit parked in front of the house, close the door. People want to grab a stitch on Mom confused by where."

Dawn Word.

"Ah that's it."

Albar.

"My house is small Ra, the yard is also narrow, so it's just enough to park the tossa."

Dawn Word.

"Well, isn't there any idle land around?"

Ask Albar.

"There are, hose five houses, but is that Ra's expensive car, too far from the house later there will be a fad how?"

"Take it again."

Sahut Albar's.

"Hadeeeh, he means something is stolen, miss."

Dawn Word.

"Yes, buy it again."

Albar again.

Fajar looked at Albar and placed his hand on Albar's eel.

"Not anget but you'd like to like kayaking again to fly."

"How about, if you just buy again, there are still many dealers selling cars."

"Oh Allah, you have a money tree to Bank Indonesia."

The dawn of the head.

"Hm... I'm a fried crumb, you haven't seen anyone who twists that if you buy a doang bag can buy a fortuner six anyway."

Albar.

Hearing him Dawn immediately shook his head.

Like, Wak Jupri who used to be rumored to keep tuyul just buy Avanza cars, this is Albar story there are those who buy bags the same price as fortuner six, wow... then people just lose a landslide.

"Seriously that bag that price?"

Albar nodded.

"You try to see crazy rich Surabaya, but he watches only can buy a fortune three."

"Huh?"

Dawn gawking.

I think Fajar must how many hundred years before selling chicken if you want to buy a watch for billions of dollars, which there is money he has not collected he is dead. Wkwkwk...

"There's also me males go-go finally ask the Bank where he nabung put the ATM machine in his house."

"Huh?"

The dawn is growing.

"The bottom line is, I'm just a crumple of crazy rich Jur, not yet their class."

Albar embraced Dawn while patting her shoulder.

The dawn breathed.

"Yes, the world isn't fair, I'm part of a giles until thin."

The word Dawn contemplated his fate.

"You want to buy a pick up so you dare to shoot Dinda just like not nyampe-nyampe."

Mumbles Dawn.

And Balqis who heard the last sentence of Dawn clearly immediately gave a smile.

Oh ooh... It turns out there was love for Bang Fajar for Dinda.

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