Trapped in Love with the Idol

4. Sorry, I don't know the fans

Because the dining table at the house of Abah Mang Kus can only eat three people, in order to maintain stability and balance, held a carpet on the floor and they eat lesehan.

Albar stared at his meal today. The village-style dining menu is presented in such a way in front of him.

"Well, steady."

Flo drooled profusely.

Albar hit Flo's thighs that immediately nyomot know and poked sambal on the cobek.

"Why?"

Flo looked at Albar.

"Not yet welcome, play nyomot only, the new glow sauce knows."

"Lha does know, say tempe mendoan."

Sahut Flo then eat know the hot sauce.

Abah Mang Kus chuckled.

He remembered when he was still working at Grandpa Albar and Flo, Mami Albar and Mami Flo whose brother was also like Albar and Flo, always noiseless juntrungan. Just a noisier storm, but often.

"Mango ah enjoy the potluck."

Abah Mang Kus finally let them eat.

Flo ate the most. He seemed to deliberately prepare energy to face reality when he returned to Jakarta.

Well, of course, as Albar's manager, what befell Albar at the moment would obviously be a problem for him.

Balqis who sat next to Aki or Abah Mang Kus looked at his guests who ate like they had not eaten for days.

Even Balqis to be willing to eat only fried chicken wings, even then only small pieces that are not fleshy.

"Food village has no cure."

Flo follows his idol Nex Carlos.

"As for you, it's crazy there's no cure."

Albar.

Flo pushed Albar's body with her arms tilted to the side.

Balqis laughed at the two cousins.

If Balqis had a brother, it might as well be like them. Inner Balqis.

Lunch event ahead of that afternoon ended after all the menu was exhausted without rest.

Only the bones of fried chicken and fish are on each plate.

"Well, I'm going to sleep badly like this."

Said Flo.

"I am too."

Pardi Sahut.

"Eh you can not sleep, ntar nyetir not bring me back to Jakarta even to the afterlife."

Omel Flo's.

Pardi grin.

"I used to smoke Non."

Pardi said, and then excuse me.

Balqis fixed the dirty dishes. Flo will help but Balqis forbids.

"Kak Flo, Aqis is normal."

Balqis.

"In fact, Flo also bases stale Bal, nyampe well also that there is he just play water."

Said Albar making Flo slap him.

"Of course you can, you hang a towel and you can't."

Flo won't lose.

Balqis shook her head.

The children of the rich are always so his life, can not do trivial things.

Balqis then brought a pile of dirty dishes to the well for washing.

Abah Mang Kus home kitchen there is no dishwasher because the size of the room is narrow and the place for the stove alone is still made of ordinary wooden tables.

Balqis placed the pile of dirty dishes she was carrying near the well, then turned on the tap to fill the water in the bucket.

Flo came following carrying the rest of the dishes that had been empty and dirty, behind Flo looked Albar also followed.

"Thank you."

Balqis said to Flo when the beautiful girl but her tomboyish appearance put dirty containers near the pile of dishes that Balqis had brought first.

Balqis then sat on a small chair near a bucket that began to fill with water.

"Just go in, brother, it'll be dirty."

Balqis.

Flo.

"Well, I want to see how to wash dishes."

Said Flo.

"Haish thinks Balqis is DJing."

"Eh shucks, you during your stay don't bother Balqis and Abah Mang Kus."

Said Flo.

Albar stood leaning against the wall near the well.

He looked around the well near the clothesline and the attic towards his room.

The house is very simple and small, it looks like the entire building area of Abah Mang Kus house is even the same as the size of Albar's room in Mami's house.

"You have to wash your own clothes."

Said Flo again.

Albar looked at Flo in disbelief.

"What?"

Flo giggles.

"Lha, there's no laundry here, isn't there Qis?"

Flo asked Balqis.

Balqis.

"if you want to go to the laundry there but have to go to the city."

Balqis.

"Well, you have to go back to town."

Albar grunts.

It's Flo's premeditated assassination mission and her mom's.

"You also can not choose a meal menu, anyway what Balqis and Abah Mang Kus served is what you should eat. Isn't it Qis?"

Flo asked for support.

Balqis nodded and then nodded again.

Flo clearly felt above the wind.

"Haish, you're in a conspiracy, right?"

Accuse Albar on Flo and Balqis who so laugh looking at Albar who bent his face felt bullied.

"A plot how, people I know Balqis also new, besides Balqis also do not know you are an artist, hahaha..."

Flo laughed, only this time he met a girl the age of Balqis does not idolize Albar.

"Seriously you don't know me Bal?"

Albar, who felt very intimidated by Balqis's confession of not knowing her, squatted down near Balqis, grabbed Balqis' arms and told Balqis to look at her carefully.

"Look at my face, look at Bal, don't you seriously know me who even shines above the mall lights?"

Balqis looked at the handsome face of Albar while being stunned.

"My friends are very interested, but I'm not too interested to see every time he tells me, I prefer Korean dramas."

Balqis.

Haish, Albar hissed off both arms of Balqis.

"You don't appreciate domestic products."

Albar was disappointed.

"You are also not pure in the country, a mixture of all kinds."

Balqis said as she returned busy washing dishes.

"What mix? I am a true Indonesian."

Albar was proud.

Flo nicks Albar's head.

"Our grandfather wasn't Indonesian, dodol."

"It was Grandpa."

"Well, we'll get splashes of his blood too."

Said Flo again.

Albar grunts.

"Why in part did you say you didn't know I was Bal's artist, I felt intimidated."

Balqis laughs.

"I know I'm just not ngefans, who said I didn't know Kal Flo."

Balqis said making Flo laugh.

"It's actually a lot more painful tofu but not ngefans right? Haha..."

Flo laughed more and more satisfied.

"I told you, you're a new artist rising up but most of the behavior, not many who ngefans already provoke gossip everywhere. Kapok."

Said Flo.

Albar grunts.

"Au ah."

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