
For the most part, my bike stopped in front of Cindai's house. This time it was not as usual, his attitude was a little sweet.
"Thank you, Bang. Hmm... Would you like to stop by?" he said after he got down.
"Can I?" tanyaku is stale.
"If you don't want to, it's already." Cindai said ketus while turning his body walking towards his house.
Oh, my god, you woman! It's very hot fast. But I kept getting off the bike, followed him into the house.
"Oh, would like to stop by as well apparently," he often.
"Is it so to behave to guests?" my reply.
"Eat him don't doubt" he chanted.
"Who's the doubt?" my many.
"Yes, my brother" he answered.
"Suppose how?" ask again.
"Bag likes to talk excessively. Why did you say that to Bang Rahmat earlier?"
"Say what?"
"Yes about our closeness, but we're not that close."
"Oh ... hasn't it? Is this close?" I took a few steps ahead of him until we were just a few feet away.
In fact, I can feel every breath. His heart thumping was like he was pounding when our net complaint met.
I feel it ....
"You ..." he sighed.
"Yes?" hisisku.
"Don't fuck with me!"
"Mahaha ...." I laugh.
Then back away from him.
"Even laugh like crazy" he murmured.
"You're funny. Why would I say we have a close relationship with Grace? Is she your boyfriend? New girlfriend, right, not husband?"
"Bang Mercy is not my girlfriend. It's just that it's not good to say something that doesn't fit the facts."
"What fact? That we're not that close? Then I declare that now we will always be near, close to the side and close to the heart." I said while glancing at him.
Cindai's face turned red. Brushed like hibiscus petals.
And I enjoyed the charm of that flower.
"You're so flamboyant. Must be playboy."
"Playboys? It's delicious!"
"In fact, you're trying to seduce me. Must've been used to doing it to the woman you met."
He's not calling me a 'branch', a common call to the men of this village. He was greeting me with 'you and you', as if there was something else. A different relationship.
"I've just been mixing love, and you already know who you're with. I'm not a man who carelessly seduces women, even though maybe many have a crush on me." I defended myself.
"Ish, what a pain," he sizzled slowly.
"That's a fact, but I'm just gonna fall for the special. Which is challenging ...."
I said while looking at him. The red hue on his face was re-engraved.
"That means your boyfriend from yesterday was the first woman who was special and challenging?"
"It used to be, but if it's the past, it's definitely not special anymore. Please ... special lady who will now remain special until later. Forever ...."
Along with my words, my body and face moved leaning forward. Towards Scan.
"Who?" His voice trembled, his breathing sounded a little hunting to find my face approaching.
However, not yet able to reply to his question, a voice suddenly appeared near us.
Contact me and Scan wrong behavior. But I immediately followed Cindai's mother's word, sitting in the guest chair.
"Eh .. yes, Mom. I had taken Cindai home, was offered to stop by, but had not been offered a seat, hehehe ..," I replied.
Scroll Cindai's face, scowling squash at me. He sat down, right in front of me.
"How did Nak Fadil fall? Do you usually go home with Grace?" ask Cindai's mother who now even took a seat beside me.
"So it was Grace that was inter, but on the road the motorcycle tire broke, and then I passed. Then be the one to drive Cindai, Mom," I explained.
"Well, maybe you're a soul mate, all of a sudden that's Nak Fadil passing by?" Cindai's mother said with a look on her face.
"Mother ...." Cindai hissed at her mother.
"I mean a soul mate met on that street, then could help you drive home." Cindai's mother said to her daughter, then turned to me, "Son Fadil is no longer in a hurry, right? I'm cooking the vegetables again, Nak Fadil cobain ya, all lunch here."
I got the offer, of course, very happy. I could not resist, and quickly replied, "Yes, Mom. Fadil again relaxed, not in a hurry just ... was hunting."
Of course I said as I glanced towards the woman sitting before me. Ahh .. His expression back made me anxious. There was a shame mixed with wrath there.
"Hunting what?" ask Cindai's mother in wonder.
"Hunting mate, ma'am," I replied half-whispering to Cindai's mother.
Hearing my answer he laughed and patted me on the shoulder.
"Son Fadil is funny huh, likes to joke. Now sit down first, mom wants to continue cooking. Later when it's finished, I'll call and we'll eat together."
"Ready, Mom."
Ms. Cindai went inside. After that moment of silence, Cindai kept her head down, reluctantly looking at me until I started the conversation again.
"Looks like Grace to you, hasn't she mentioned it all this time?" I ventured to ask what was still a puzzle in my mind.
Cindai lifted her head, briefly looked at me pusar then said, "That's none of your business."
"I'm just asking, can't I?"
"Why ask what's none of your business?"
"Are we not close now? So everything about you is my business."
"Near what?"
"Yes close, close friend."
"I'm not close friends with the bully."
"Ahh .. That was childhood. Do you have a grudge against me?"
"of course. My childhood was dark because of you."
"I'm sorry, but your childhood was really funny. You're very slow, and your hair is ...."
"That's right! Still bullying."
"Ow .. yes-yes. Excuse me. I promise I won't bring up any more about you as a kid." I raised my right hand to form the letter V.
"If breaking?" tanyanya.
"You can punish me as you please."
"okay."
"That means we're close friends now, right?"
"Hmm .. okay."
"Then answer my question."
"Which one?"
"Ahh .. about Grace."
Cindai fell silent and then shook her head. "No" he wrote.
Oh, God, what's wrong with this girl. Why won't he tell me about his feelings of grace. What secret is he hiding?
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