Victims of Oppa Love
Chapter 21. Stalking
“Na ... Na ... Nanana! Eh SCBD artist has returned home.”
The sling bag that was an anchor on the right shoulder became the main stone to throw the bang Sat. Why is he so annoying? I want to be bitten to pieces, or until the earlobe becomes destroyed from the face of the earth. Lv? Scbd Artist? He means runaway a lot of times? Lah that mah also every day I jabanin from the side to the other without being eaten by crocodiles. Candi, uh janda.
“Busyett! Wolves are raging because they are left in the middle of the road, huh? Wherever you end up there are pantes with Juan. He's prestigious, well-established, respectable family, you're not your cousin.”
Goddamnit! bang Sat humbled his own sister, blood brother and water demon! Whoa! There are models like her. I know everything he says is true, but at least try to sweeten the cake, think how people feel.
“Nih yes deck, the time of the first Junior High, Brother the same class as him and every hour of rest, bejibun girls come to class just for lunch Juan.”
“Trus? Problem?” I'm getting more insistent.
“The problem is Juan never hugs a girl! And that's what makes me love him!”
Athaghfirullah! What do you mean, Dad? What don't-don't ...
“Lo turn bang?”
I saw his thick mouth open slightly as it seemed to intimidate me on the icy floor. The clock shows at 21:30 wib. The lizard on the wall hummed ria enthroned itself as the full ruler over the entire part of the house. Just yummy! The inheritance still falls to the biological child yah cak!
“Pantesan Lo ... Lo always left behind Lo's girlfriends, because Lo is not normal that?”
Instantly I received the tampolan on a jidat full of oil. I talk full of facts, because since the days of jahiliyah too, my brother always has a love story that ends tragically, aka pitiful. Never, just like second-rate High School bang Sat bring girls home. The person is cute, white, smooth, tall and alim anyway. The hijabers are the point. Still not a day to come home, the night has asked to break up. With the original reason, the cave actually considers tu chick song really. Gegara at that time fit out of my room a very white masceran like flour I was given slices of cucumber and tomatoes-tomatoes. The house is still even though the day is without a very dark light, the name is only alive in the city, as well as the lights in the middle room are not on. I who coincided was very thirsty to hit the door of the room until the horden came off. As a result, up to the bottom floor with the same white curtains, not to mention I fell until I rolled around right up to 4 more stairs. Do you know what the shadow is? Shadow by guys! Before really realizing that it was just being touched by the stairs even hit something whose stature is exactly on my body. Am I wrong to open my eyes? Where is the wrong try? The girl screamed hysterically and kept running away, balek to her house probably. Not polite, hai doang nyapa goods doang do not want. Keep going to the house, what? Don't you want to meet the family bang Sat? or play Ludo?
“You've caught Jin Mimin again huh? Out no??!”
“Adoooh bang! You said liking Juan meant what? Besides, I'm very surprised to be your match at this twilight age, does it have something to do with Juan?”
“Only! Once again at will, Brother dump you into the streets!”
“Emang can? Mas is not a homeowner tuh.”
“Mas likes Juan's character, not his guy. If that's the case, get rid of amit-amit! Brother is still a boy, still normal, still very fond of young leaves in the world any part.”
“Oohhh.” In short, I was lazy to argue because the brain was filled with anxiety. The name of Isabel filled the thinking room. What's special about that girl? Why did Juan love him so much that what he didn't like was acceptable there? Maybe it's none of my business, but ... I think I can find out.
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This morning, I was planning to go to the store early. Besides being unable to say a few things, the brain was also being filled with some unspeakable absurd entities. From Isabel, Mas Juan, to bang Satria, to the theory of chicken or eggs first became a hot topic in the head. I'm the guy, need to think complicated until it explodes on its own, then I consider my name worthy of being Mina. Beautiful girl, cute, and elegant image like royalty.
“Tea pulp?”
Ting!
“Ma Shaa allah mang Kasepp! Surprised of me!”
The clink of the plate colliding with the spoon seemed to make my eardrum want to break. Not fun, nawarin porridge with doang dishes, occasionally use a cake pan.
“Pamali, pamali! Mama always was. Yesterday eating while talking also pamali, where?”
“Eh, Ari dibjaken mah nurut tea. Make a good together.”
Hokeleaf. Coincidentally my stomach that was not filled from home became noisy like a drum to war. The war between my common sense and the worms in my stomach that stole all the nutrients.
“Bikinin one bang! The chicken is just as nutty as many yah.”
“That's doang, really? Mang Teja same mang Sakti not purchased?”
“Udah on eating from mang house. Sook make ajah!”
“Wokeee neng, wait 2 minutes and instantly so.”
“Oke.”
While waiting for Mang Kasep to make porridge, I tried to open the sosmed. Looking for a username with Juan's name and it turns out there. The post is not much, only some of the most special moments recorded are published. Most interesting to me, the post holiday to the beach, a little far to the sea seen two people swimming while laughing happily. About who?
“Oh? Dilove-in same Belisa bell?”
Isabel huh?
Sure enough, Isabel is Juan's fiancee. The first time I saw her face in some photos, one word thought, graceful. Typical girls are very girly, and certainly a lot of targeted men.
“It's neng, it's ready.”
I received the bowl, I paid for it, and finally left. If discussed, he could all day he did not move sales because too busy gossiping. Unimportant.
“Can bell? Beautiful and graceful.” Unconsciously the mouth murmuring in the porridge path remains bribed into the mouth. I'm just crazy about the charisma he has, especially Juan.
“Do I ask directly Juna?”
Yeah, maybe later when Arin asks me to be an impromptu mosquito. I'm very interested in this topic. If asked why? Because of course, thanks to curiosity as to what type of girl who once destroyed the heart of a Juan.
“Neng? Eating yah?” mang Teja approached me with a gaze that was wanting to ask me something.
“Iya mang, what is it?”
“You need to please print the ordering address neng. You are ready goods in packing.”
“Oh, okay mang! It's done. Later Mina take you back okay?”
Mang Teja nodded in agreement and returned with his work in the back room. Let's focus on work even though the heart is talking! Hwaiting Mina-yah!!
