(Who) I'm Without you
Disband Road

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"No need to fight Nan, his heart is happy again rich" said Rama pumping Feza.

Plaques

There was a sweet slap on Rama's shoulder. Who else would have done it if not Feza.

"Don't say much, now it's your turn. The poke should all reveal their respective welcome, yes!" tell Feza.

"Welcome word? You think we're having another speech?" refute Rama.

"Tau nih, you say the preface" said Nanda sewot.

"What's his name. Cepetan Ma, your turn used to hold Dinda to who else, forget my name" reply Feza teased Nanda by pretending not to know.

Clacking

Feza got a flip-flop throw from Nanda that he managed to avoid. If it hit Feza can take another bath because the sandal he used this afternoon to the corn garden Mr. Ratmo whose path is filled with muddy everywhere.

"Ih, Nanda is dirty" said Feza while keeping the slippers away from him using only 2 fingers. Disgustedly.

"Udah diem, I'm ready to say this" Rama said in the midst of the "turbation" between Nanda and Feza.

All went back to being serious and the atmosphere became silent for a moment. All eyes were on Rama with ears ready to hear his parting.

Silent

Still quiet

"Ah forgot... How was it first?" rama said without burden.

"Ohhh, always rich. From the beginning, you can't be harepin. So inget ko-*** -..."

"Ssttt diem" Rama menggamit Feza's lips who still want to continue his speech. "Lo tell me more about that story, you block your own number lo". Rama gives Feza his cell phone as if if if Feza told him about the events of many years ago, then their friendship only got here.

"Hahaha, cuddling. So scared of you. Yeah, I don't tell you" Feza said, brandishing two fingers of the "peace" sign".

"Start deh secrets, he said besti" said Nanda who seemed curious but in a rather meaningful way.

"Hiii rich burly body you talk besti, goosebumps me" said Rama mendelik.

"Sir, are we going in. This inter-religious debate is still finished" said Dinda because from that time it was not so-so Dengerin Rama gave a "speech".

"Come, Din. There are also many mosquitoes" welcome Mr. Prima.

"Eh ntar first sir, words of pearl from me is a ballom" said Nanda.

"That's why the hunt. It's almost 9 o'clock" Dinda warned.

"Buruan, Ma" threw Nanda so that Rama could go straight without rambling his farewell.

"alright. Ahem.

First, to my most beautiful and kindest friend. I also love you, do not do arbitrarily again and must obey the parents. Because after all, our lives will always evolve and I do not know what kind of man you will be.

Maybe every time you fight with your aunt, I am always ready to help solve your problems. And afraid, I can no longer be a hardline defender lo. Please in the future, look for a partner who can even treat you better than me.

There is no parting expression from me to you, because it wants wherever we can always meet. Even in the worse cities, you have free access to my apartment. Please keep the pin secret, will you?"

"Ck, can you be serious about it anyway?" feza said withstanding his annoyance.

"That was my word" answered Rama.

"Make another one, next time should meet. I work at Budi Batoe hospital if Nanda already knows, this is for those who do not know. Working days on a whim because that's my grandfather's own hospital. Yes, continue Din"

Dinda also relaxed herself before becoming the center of attention. Breathe in and then throw it away slowly.

"Can't really see it. I'm groggy" said Dinda, who felt again in the interrogation room.

"Sana-sana, look at the puskesmas. My bini comfort number 1" said Nanda, Dinda's favorite husband.

"Subsequently dear" he continued and then nodded steadily by Dinda.

"Emmm, make Feza first. Za, if there's anything don't hesitate to make the same story me. Because now we already know each other and you said earlier if I was your friend, then use me like a friend. Don't ask me what do you think? His poker is more than friends. Lo turns out to be a really fun person to make in a story. You can connect everywhere if you tell the same story.

Make Mr. Prima, emm. I think the father of the person is stiff, not exciting, but it turns out that if you have been chatting "contains" really yes. Very observant of the film. Seneng could know my father. May my husband contagious, have days to know the father-. agh" Nanda poked his wife's waist.

"Don't embarrass the husband" said Nanda softly.

However, the reprimand was considered the wind. Because Dinda is back to focusing on her conversation.

"Make Rama may soon find the mooring of the heart. Either the one who left suddenly came back, or the one who was new again. In essence, I aminin a sentence that you skim at a third of the night hehe.

Continue to make a beloved husband, for example Mr. Prima whose eyes are always awake, subduing the view. No lyrics here and there when away from the wife. An example is Rama, the tahajudnya amazing. Just be careful to come home from here there is no change" threatened Dinda.

"Udah, that's it" said Dinda ended her farewell.

"Lo Nan" point to Rama.

"Okay, for my wife who put a farewell to me at the very end but I actually made her the first. Don't ask me to be like Mr. Prima, because we're different. I'm young, Mr. Prima is old. Mr. Prima lowered his gaze not because he was loyal but maybe because his confidence had begun to disappear" joked Nanda who made Mr. Primanya himself laugh.

"Emang tuh hard to say, never want to recede without arguing" whispered Feza to Dinda.

"Yes, always arguing. The end said he did not want to look for trouble but before that had gone through the first round, it was strange" greeted Dinda who remained unheard by Nanda.

"Well, Rama, I admit that the tahajudnya amazing. But it was because of breakup. Ask if you don't believe it".

"Heleh, kirain" said Dinda and Feza together.

"Make you all, I invite you to dinner at my house on Sunday night. Coincidentally my wife is good at cooking, continue also to maintain the solidarity of our friendship that is younger than his corny age Mr. Ratmo. I hope everyone can attend. Later the address can I tell you right in the city, sir, all the same maps so as not to stray. If you can invite all your wives and children let us know". Nanda also ended his farewell with a big smile to all audiences.

"Ngapain bothered to say goodbye uh at the end of the next 2 days we meet" muttered Rama while patting mosquitoes.

"Truly yes no people" Feza then moved in because the day had begun to dissolve, plus the mosquitoes that always fly around his ears disturb the atmosphere.

"### Disperse, but inget ya guys Sunday dinner at my house" shouted Nanda along following others into the house and did not forget to lock the door for security together.

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