
Shock, surprise, astonished. That was the image that was clearly visible on the King's face at this moment. And his shock turned instantly into a soul-shaking smile. Even the fur on his back was so much that he did not expect it to be what the man heard from the mouth of the woman next to him.
"You're not kidding me anymore, are you, Dek?" asked the King to make sure that what he heard was the truth.
"Yes asked Aunt Lastri and Om Abdul if you don't believe it." Sania replied a little upset because the King did not believe it.
The more sparkling the eyes of the King at that time. His smile spread with a rumble on the chest that he wanted to immediately shout.
"It's not a dream anymore, is it, Dek?" asked the King again still not believing what he heard.
"Here I slap try?" challenge Sania was upset and the King was even blown so hard that the people in the barbershop turned to him.
"Yeeeeee! Get married!" Shouted the King loudly. Sania was shocked, so was Ramzi and everyone there.
"Abang, huh! Shamefully embarrassed!" pekik Sania. The king was just a whiny.
"Ramzi, you got a haircut?" asked the King and Ramzi nodded. "Cut please, let me pay. And all of you who want a haircut. No need to pay. I'm all that pay. Okay!"
"Really, Mas? Whoa, thanks."
"Seriously, Mom? Thanks huh?"
The king simply nodded to the visitor who thanked him. He immediately took out a wallet and took out five pieces of money. In his love to the right barber officer was not far in front of him.
"Now, Bang pay them all, the rest you take to buy cigarettes."
"Well, ready boss. Thanks huh?" officer barber said.
"Congratulations, Ja. Wahh is very excited. I'm so jealous." said Ramzi.
"Don't be jealous, as long as you try and pray. There must be a way. Believe me." said the King of fire.
"Dihh, his words are like a motifator," said Sania.
"Well, sure dong, Dek. Let them know your struggle to get this far. That's proof that you're loyal and a true warrior." said the King more confident.
"Yes, I believe it. There was a haircut. Nih Bang, just pull the guy."
The king only grinned as he got up he said, "wait a minute, wife-to-be. Husband cut his hair first." The king sauntered away from Sania who was throbbing with anxiety and Ramzi who laughed loudly.
"Entar first," replied the King and he turned his head. "Wife-to-be, I'm good at cutting which hairstyle?"
Really Sania was amused to hear the change of call that the King pinned.
"His usual call, Bang?" sania protested while approaching and then looked at the collection of haircuts attached to the wall.
While the King was only a crybaby to hear Sania's protest and lightly he said, "Yes let everyone know that you are my future wife."
Sania just thunched without looking. His eyes were still busy looking for a haircut that he thought was right for the King.
"This is it, Bang." show Sania on the photo of the artist's male haircut from myanmar.
"Don't that one, Deck. Too short." protested the King.
"Not protest! Said I had to take responsibility." Sania replied.
"God! That's terrible, Deck. Lucky darling. Otherwise." great-granddaughter of the King.
"When not why?" reply Sania and the King were immediately silenced while grimacing. While those who see their debate only mesam mesem including Ramzi.
"Udah, Bang. Just like that." said Sania again.
"Ready, Ma'am." replied the barber and the King's hair was immediately executed.
Sania continued to pay attention to the King's already thinning hair. While the King steals the look on Sania's face from the reflection of the mirror in front of him with a smile that never recedes.
It didn't take long, the King's hair was done. Now his face is getting brighter. After it was really finished, the King said goodbye to all who were there.
"Where else are we, Dek?" the king asked as soon as they were in the parking lot.
"Go home." reply Sania briefly.
"Eat meatballs first yeah, Dek. Brother is hungry." pinta Raja and Sania also nodded their heads in agreement.
And the King also drove his motorbike towards the meatball stall with a face that still sparkled twinkle.
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