Analaa
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The silence created is not because of mutual hate and mutual restraint of his own ego, but the silence created in his car Son because Rangga realized a dream that had not been achieved last night, namely sleep.

“woi, ngga, woi”, added Putra, who was not served by Rangga because of a deep sleep and could not receive an outside response.

“gila you ya ngga, I also drowsiness, but I have to drive, at least I want to say, I'm talking myself”, grumbled Putra himself.

“what the heck lu Put grumbled himself, what's up, I sleepy”, said Rangga who still closed his eyes and seemed to hate the speech of the Son.

“wake up no, my own time – itself said, it's like crazy people not”, reply Son.

“iya Put, this is me waking”, said Rangga with a little annoyed, Rangga also understood that Putra is also sleepy, but if he accompanied to talk maybe his sleepiness will be reduced, but if he is not, he was also afraid of a repeat of the incident that happened for the second time.

“iya what is it, you want me what is Put”, asked Rangga who has perfectly opened his eyes wide – wide.

“nah right, kayak gini, I was sleepy too ngga, look you sleep, I also want to sleep”, said Putra.

“Put, stop on the shoulder of the road well, near the one selling ice cream, I have to buy ice cream”, said rangga.

“lah since when do you like to buy ice cream ngga, usually lu doyan nasi padang doang”, ledek Putra.

“stop aja, bring you Put, I'm thirsty, you want not?”, said Rangga.

“ya if on the tract I would want la ngga”, cengir Putra received a tract from Rangga with a big smile.

“his chocolate ice cream pack is two pak”, message rangga on the father of – who sells chocolate ice cream.

“ngga I use topping bread dong, no?”, pinta Putra.

“lu much want you, no Putra, this sell ice cream doang”, reply Rangga who is lazy to communicate with people today.

“lah really stingy you, there are tuh, pak put on bread one well pak”, pinta Putra on the chocolate ice cream seller.

“awas ya do not belepotan lun eat ice cream, later my car dirty”, Putra gave a warning to Rangga with his mood today is not good.

“emang you think I'm a kid, eat ice cream belepotan, crazy you well Put”, reply Rangga.

“ngga, since when do you like ice ice kayak gini, it is not unusual to buy – buy ice cream”, asked Putra who is still curious about Rangga's new hobbies and likes.

“la everyone likes ice right, there is something wrong”, said rangga who still can uncover the real truth.

“ya indeed everyone likes ice cream, but the change lo lo so fast I do not it almost every month lo, only now I see you eat ice cream like gini”, I think, reply son who seemed to pay intense attention to the motion – gerik his best friend.

“gue initially did not like it, but after –jalan with Maryam, it turned out to be good as well as ice cream kayak gini it”, explained Rangga while licking the ice cream in his right hand.

“iya”, Rangga replied briefly.

“yak. yak. yak, have learned to be the father of nih”, the son who mocked Rangga with his throne.

“ya it is Put, if you want his mother who first had to lure his son first”, said rangga with his casual tone.

”can aja lu bambang”, said Putra ngakak.

“but no heck not, mate or not I I am Anala, Maryam is an amazing child for me, he's a fun child to talk to and confide, a very smart adult, very smart, later when – when I invite you yes, must be tired of talking to him”, obviously rangga about maryam who always makes him happy.

“later you meet Maryam, I met her mother yah”, said Putra, spontaneously rangga directly beat the muscular arms of the Son.

“aduh sick ngga, it's you meet his son I met his mother, emang what's wrong, we are the same – met, just kan”, explained Putra while half laughing, he said,

“ngapain you meet his mother, he also will not want to meet lu”, won Rangga.

“he is not necessarily me like gini, if he knows he will choose me, and ninggalin lu”, said Putra who does not want to lose.

“yang kayak how the hell Put?, the playboy, along the way if there is a beautiful girl you ask her no hp, later I say the same with Anala”, reply Rangga with his threat.

“dih said you talked me same anala, ngak need, why the hell not”, reply Putra with a little bit of fear with the threat of Rangga just now.

“nak will be afraid, so do not have to play – play lo same Anala”.

“but Anala no sister girl does not, cousin or any of her friends are beautiful”, Son who is not bored – tired of being a male – male female fighters somehow until when.

“know I Anala do not have a sister, but his friend there anyway, but I fear that if he is close to you Put, later people's children could be the victims of the fifty-five lo sibling, lo, kasian friends – friends he son – good boy all Put”, response rangga.

“lu no instagramnya nak, if there send me well link profile”, grin son who hopes a lot so rangga can be a bridge he with friends – friends Anala.

“ friends Anala pretty much put, you just see in his ig a lot tuh, but do not you make him hurt, you will know the consequences, can be invaded by his gang lu”, but do not make him hurt, clearly Rangga with a little emphasis on warning for the Son.

“why not?”, asked the son about his gang Anala.

“there used to be one of them had a boyfriend, but this guy cheated, before they found out this guy was cheating, they became detectives suddenly in a few days, after a week, after, this Anala gang devised a strategy to hit – men in one of the cafes in Jakarta, that night Put, everything in the cafe was riotous by not being controlled, but the quarrel only occurs between the guy and his affair”, explained Rangga, who can consider the gang of women a gang that is weak and does not know anything -, what.

“mad yes, horrified also ngga”, reply Son who saw their compactness in a friendly way, who did not want to see his friend sad.

“lu if you want to approach them must think twice put first, they are not random people, everyone – people smart”, said explained Rangga.