AL-THAR
#40. Zumba

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Mira looked at Athar with a peek. Her confidence increased to judge the man in front of her, even though the man was her husband. His hands were crossed in front of his chest.

"Yes, right?! That's not it?!"

Athar only shook his head with a still expression on his face but his eyes remained sharp.

ck, I didn't say it

"Abang is like that. That's why I got pissed off and went away,"

"Don't do that again!"

"Makanya Abang keep my feelings dong. If I can't leave when I focus on other girls, then the next choice is for me to wear the clothes I like. Bikini all I'm wearing,"

"Don't make me angry, Al," Athar held back the emotion he had in his heart just from hearing Mira's threat just now. "Don't you ever wear the clothes you just called."

serem's face

"Yes, brother," Mira was still trying to bring out what was in her mind. "Let's also focus on Ryo–aduh!" Mira glares. Just now Athar bit his cheek, but not for real. Reflexes he holds his right cheek which is also shocked like himself. Merona at once did not accept. "Why bite me? Brother's not some kind of vampire, is he?!"

"I'm kelp,"

"Yes the same! I'm also sprained!"

Athar sighed and tried to be patient. He must hear further. "Continue your story."

Is it still in the mood to tell a story?

"Al," Athar urged with his gaze, as he saw Mira's doubtful face. "Where did you go out of the hotel? In here? How do you know Mama Donnt's hotel. You called him?"

Mira shakes. "No. After I left the hotel, I went for a walk alone on the beach. Eye wash. Look at the bule-bule,"

"Want me to bite again?"

His head shook again. "What's wrong anyway? The reality is so. I also need to see the seger-seger. Torn bread bule scattered everywhere ..."

"FUCK!" snapped Athar.

"What the hell?"

"I DON'T LIKE IT."

"Oh yeah, I skipped that part."

even though quite a long time my eyes watch the boule-bule milling. Than to see the sea that is still the sea will mending see the bule-bule. Until there are Caucasians who smile at me, even my negur. But since I don't speak English, I run away. I look like I am embarrassed.

"Why is it silent?" ask Athar impatiently.

"Yes, I remember again. Since there's something to skip, then I have to repeat the chronology."

"Trus?"

"Therefore I turned out to be a long distance. Because there are many Caucasians," my tongue calls bule mulu. His eyes he glared. Mira cleared her throat. "I forgot my way back to the hotel. I'm dizzy seeing a lot of people," bule, I mean. "That's why I think I'm so rough."

"Hp you?"

Mira pointed at the carcass of her phone that had been lying mutely on the table. "Cemplung at sea. Trus I dismantle and unload, it will be after I wipe and dry so it can be used again. It just can't."

"Don't you remember my number?"

"No," he said plainly. "I just remember my phone number, Bang."

Athar closed his eyes for a moment. "Yes, go on."

"Why keep going? You're not afraid of getting further?"

"I want to find the police station, you know,"

"Huh?"

Mira was embarrassed too. But what else, that's what happened. "Yes I seek it in the heart of the doang. Shame, the time is already big like this is even lost."

"Why not ask someone?"

"Yes tengsin. Ah that's the point I want to ask about that road is not the same as commoners. I want to ask the man in uniform."

Athar slightly frowned. But he tried to understand his wife's miraculous thoughts.

"Well," continued Mira. "After I had walked far enough, there was finally someone who knew me as well. Yes, Aunt Renata, the owner of this room."

"Then why don't you borrow a phone to call me?" Athar forgets that Mira doesn't remember a single phone number except her own. "I mean, why don't you ask to be escorted to our hotel again?" he was unable to withstand the ups and downs in his heart.

"I told Aunt Rena," Mira defended herself. "But the aunt even persuaded me to do gymnastics ... Zumban. And it turned out to be exciting." Mira's eyes sparkled now. He remembered how he had been excited to follow Zumba until he forgot the time and overslept when resting. Okay, Mira hilaf.

"What?" Athar.

Mira grinned wide. "I passed the Zumba trus so I forgot to ask to be escorted to the hotel. Even when Aunt Rena was done, I even took the next class until it felt like my body was tired. After that I took a break here, ehhh even overslept. Just woke up," the story innocently.

"Zumba?" Athar repeated his disbelief.

Mira nodded enthusiastically. "Yes. Aunt Rena said I could make my body better than this. Brother Stevan said,"

"Who is that?" ask Athar with dislike.

"One of his coaches. Well, said Stev–"

"There's no more Zumba" Athar broke up completely.

"Why?"

"No one I said. I'm not allowing it."

"But so I'll–"

"No, Al. Except the coach's a girl, too."

This time Mira did not accept it. "Wouldn't. The coach will be beautiful, brother salfok even to him, not to me anymore."

"What?"

"Yes. He likes it, his eyes are naughty. I love to see the clear,"

"I'm not, Al."

preeti. "Trus guest Brother is that exception?"

"Yes." Yeah."

oh my God, he's being honest. Potek dong my heart.

Athar pinched Mira's cheek now. "Eat him, do not immediately misunderstand first. He's my cousin's brother, Al. Distant cousin. You haven't been there I know Larissa's been in a hurry to go to the room."

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Want to make a long part but the mood is not supportive. 😂