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50. Could it?

Madya and Raihan Abu immediately headed for the kitchen. In the kitchen room that became one with a dining room that is not too wide, Raihan Abu asked Madya to make a drink for him.

"Well, your mother didn't see, did she? You made a drink! I'm a guest."

Not upset, Madya was happy. "Okay, you sit down, yeah! I made the best drink."

He seemed to forget that he was 'sick'. Madya picked up a pot to boil water on the oil stove. Raihan Abu looked around.

"There's no dispenser?"

"No. I'm not a rich kid like you."

"Your mother is a bad person?"

"No really. I don't know why it's suddenly like that. Maybe hormonal changes because she's pregnant again."

"Oh, pregnant again?"

"Yes. If you have a sister?"

"No, I'm the last kid."

The water boiled by Madya had not yet boiled. The fire on the oil stove he wore in short mode. Deliberately made as by Madya to linger a little in the kitchen.

There was a sound of steps approaching them. Ms. Sriyani entered the room making Raihan Abu reflexively stand up to Madya in her place of duty.

I knew I wasn't the one who made the drink. (Abu Raihan).

"Cock it here anyway, Mom? I'm watching TV!" pinta Madya's.

"You just sit here."

Whereas Madya expects him and Raihan Abu alone in the kitchen to be able to reconstruct the scene of Love and Rangga in the film Ada Apa Dengan Cinta who cooks together in the kitchen.

He wanted to splash Raihan with water while laughing like an Indian movie. Complete failure of all imagination was due to the arrival of his mother who was stinging it.

Madya lengthened the stove's axis for a large flame. The water in the pot before him immediately boiled.

"Where's the cup, Mad?" whispered the man.

Madya took the small cup and plate of coasters from the furniture storage cabinet. He handed the drinking set to the young man beside him.

There was a clanging sound between the cup and the plate of the coaster clashing. The cup was on top of Raihan's hand shaking like an earthquake.

"Why, Rai? You are gemeteran? Not having lunch yet?" whispered Madya.

"Well, don't know why."

"Are you nervous about seeing my mom?"

"Maybe too. I've never made a drink at anyone's house, seen anyway. I'm gonna take another test."

The tea making event is over. Raihan also made a cup of tea for Madya's mother.

"Mom, here's the tea. Please drink," Raihan said very politely.

"Thank you!" replied Ms. Sriyani, ketus.

Madya's mother grabbed the handle of the cup in front of her to sip Raihan's work. His eyes narrowed as he looked at the guest who made tea for him.

The young man increasingly misbehaved with the gaze of Madya's mother.

Hopefully good tea. Didn't enter the lizard, did it? (Abu Raihan).

One shavings has been gulped by Bu Sriyani. Eyes glare.

Wow, that's his face. Not good, huh? (Abu Raihan).

"This ...!" pekik Bu Sriyani's. "Don't kid!"

Ms. Sriyani smiled for a moment, then her face went back sour. He went into the inner room leaving Madya and Raihan at the dining table. They both drank tea made by Raihan Abu.

"Sorry, my mom is like that. Dimaclumin, yes!"

Raihan.

"Eh, what are you doing here? Is it the same with me?"

"Look, Madya Dui Brata who likes to be outspoken and GR-ish, you forget that tomorrow is the Laendler dance assessment?"

"God! Let's get some practice! The chunky!"

Madya snatched the tea that was on the verge of Raihan's mouth and placed it on the table.

"Patience, napa?! Just a second sip too!"

~

Raihan and Madya were in the living room. They're getting ready to practice. Madya was determined to be more serious because this was her last practice.

"I don't have any music."

"Yes, just calm down!" answer Raihan, relax. He pulled out his rhombus-shaped phone and played stored music with the .wav extension.

"Pppffhhttt ...." Madya's laughter slipped a little.

Oh, my God, the music's still wavy. If there is already a smartphone just download in Kowetube, it is finished. In this era he must first copy the file to the computer, continue to be entered into the mobile phone. (Madyyas).

Madya looked at Raihan fixedly. That meant that the man was willing to do complicated things for her. Could ...? []

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