Chasing Barokah
MB30. MOCCACINO

Maybe this is called kasmaran, no place, no matter who it is. Wiggling ta i chicken taste brown clay, the smell of bang kee aja feel the smell of heaven. Intoxicating.

Neta rubbed the forehead that had broken a little, not until severe injuries that need to be sewn or treated until the process let alone cut the market. Just given a compress a little already deflated, after all Jaka is not that panicked.

Just this time the red jazzy mistreated the owner to be quite dusty, because who had the cockiness of the duck bike. Today and tomorrow the workplace will be different, Shanneta's schedule is 2 days until tomorrow at the Moccacino bar. Kok kangen...asa do not want to separate, aaahhhh Pengen go home!

Smooth white hands stretched out in front of Jaka, Jaka initially did not understand enough with it but soon he understood, Jaka, apparently the habit that he often applied after praying together is now embedded beautiful in Shanneta's brain.

She smiled slightly widened, "beautiful neng be careful as long as I'm not here, never touch alcohol again," the message, if remembered now Jaka is not as formal as yesterday-yesterday who used to use my word, I said, now I'm you'an toy.

Shanneta nodded quickly, touching her forehead to the back of Jaka's hand, she felt that there was no special message for Jaka from her, because indeed Jaka never had any legal defects in Neta's eyes.

"You be careful, pick me up!" Neta waved her hand at...must call what Jaka now? Halal boyfriend? Beloved of the Hereafter, or....Neta giggles itself a characteristic of the middle man kasmaran.

"Assalamu'alaikum," Jaka nodded briefly and left from there.

"Wa'alaikum..." Neta turned her body and rushed in, but she had not yet reached the front door of the bar, her arm held Wening, "Am, lo serious njirrr?! That's earlier! If there's nothing wrong with the OB at Shangri-la, right?!" his fellow DJ friend still widens his eyes in disbelief with what he just saw with his mouth still mumbling to cuss the incident just now.

"Yes," Neta answered confidently, "why indeed?" now Wening wrapped his arm around Shanneta's arm, "are you crazy?! Why do you kiss the hands of everyone? Don't tell me you like cute boys, where's that ob? How are you two dating? Keep your matchmaking with habib tajir yang yang yang, wah.don't-don't because of lo stress so the same impingement he.iuhhh very engaged!" horrible aim. If that's true, it looks like his best friend needs to be taken to a psychiatrist or shaman! It will use it once.

Neta laughs discordantly, "lo if you can't use commas equally spaced? Very long, very strong breath..."

The beautiful girl with a waist mane was pushing stubborn Neta, aja rada oleng because the last problem that hit her was enough to make Neta's brain shrink to the size of a shrimp brain.

"Gue married Jaka," she admitted to Wening. Quite calm, quite relaxed, and Wening still looks okay. Precisely impressed did not react, but it did not last long.because 5 seconds later Wening showed a convulsive reaction, exactly squirming the ghost of the dipper grandmother.

The sound of his breathing just turned into a whiny ghost, "haaa! Impossible! ! Aaaa!" screams without sound.

Neta frowned to the surprise of her friend, "shock you late!"Neta rubbed Wening's face rough.

"Can we?! You're not kidding me, are you Net?" asked Wening, the two walked towards the room where they used to sit before work, there was a room for the staff to put personal items.

Neta sat down while reaching for her phone, "long story Wen, basically it was fitting my brain again deadlocked I met the mouse path.." explained Neta.

"And the Jaka is the rat? OMG Ta, how much do you pay?"

Neta thud not accept Jaka likened to cu rut and a kind of other rodent, "My husband loh it, by the way! In the past he did not want to be paid me a marriage contract, he said want to help, right?!" neta.

"Ck-ck, oon..oon...why not ask for a bang Sandi, Virgo or others? The face is the same style qualified," Wening to shake his head inexhaustible, people in the world of traveling alone smarter than his friend, choose to marry the same contract CEO or prince...want to just split the head of a beautiful girl but oon this one.

Neta shakes his shoulders, "initially look at Jaka tuh rich innocent man, cupu! But the more here my view is wrong Wen, he is not innocent but a teacher.." Crisp laugh Shanneta.

Shanneta looked straight at the wall of the room but her mind was now busy imagining things, the corner of her lips was pulled upwards, from Jaka she learned everything. Principles, wealth of heart, sincerity and kindness.

"Udah is crazy son! Ah, work!" Wening ended the chatter which still made him wonder until this second. He still does not believe what is happening at this time to Neta, since when Shanneta the haughty, spoiled, arrogant and picky is also willing to be with Jaka.

"Am!" a tall white man, who was Moccacino's manager smiled sweetly.

"Bang Wid, how are you doing bang?" Shanneta just got off the podium, the girl flicked her hands and collected all her hair and then tied it together because sweat had soaked her nape. Actually he is not so comfortable with the world of the night this way, other than because of the moving sleeping hours, staying up late is not good especially she is a woman, not to mention cigarette smoke, not to mention cigarette smoke, the sound of music that is often deafening and of course unhealthy associations.

As now, Widi the manager pushed a glass of red wine in the old year of course made Neta swallow saliva difficult to resist his desire to taste, but since Wening had sipped it deliciously.

"Why Am?" widi asked, frowning, and bringing the intoxicating glass of sloveny to the front desk of Neta, a pair of beautiful eyes staring madly at this expensive drink.

Beautiful Neng be careful as long as I'm not there, don't drink alcohol again....

"In the mood to drink bang" Neta refused to push back the glass away, Wening choked with his red wine to hear Shanneta's rejection, while Widi laughed handsomely, "wauwww! Cool, an Amber can nolak red wine in 1678, fantastic value.when I deliberately buy for lo, Am..." the tattooed hand was suddenly getting closer and beautiful in the hands of Neta, dim bar lights did not necessarily dampen the full gaze of desire from a Widi for Shanneta, he said, makes Neta reflexively pull her hand from under Widi's hand.

"Come dong Am, try it!" Widi pushed the glass back forward and touched the little end of Neta on the table.

The glass again moved away from Neta's hand, but it wasn't Shanneta who pushed it, a big hand that did.

"Sorry, Shanneta doesn't drink that much." he said expressionlessly.

They turned their heads in unison, Wening who had only been a spectator could not help but be surprised, he even almost spilled the rest of his drink.

"Ja..Ja-ka?" Neta stuttered.

"Lo who?" fierce Widi.

"I'm Shanneta's husband" replied Jaka flatly.

"It's done, right? We're home." Invite Jaka to touch and hold the hand of Neta who then went down from the high chair in front of the bartender.

Widi chuckled discordantly, she rubbed her nose briefly but then in just a split second.

BUGH!

"James!!!!"

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