
"I'm going home, yeah," Ernest turned his head towards Aisya's courtyard, the girl turned to his back with a twitch on her forehead, "why?"
"That's, whose motor? Aa, uh?" fire it. Aisya smiled nosily as she gave a brief glance, "my candidate!"
Ernest then raised his eyebrows next, "what candidate? Driver or brother-in-law?"
The girl again chuckled nosily, "why are you the name?! Kepo!"
Ernest curled his lips, aiming his shoulder indifferently, "yes bergga. Perhaps from this moment on I should have prepared for training." he replied.
"Exercise for ?" ask Ai.
"Training for duels with people. Exercises for more vigorous seduction and dreadlocks, exercises for more possessiveness." Then Ernest down from the bike makes Aisya astonished.
"Yeah!" He wanted to enter Ai's courtyard.
"Where are you?"
Now Ernest who smiled nosily, "where do you want to go? If I want to go to KUA!" his snort reached out towards Aisya who instantly got a pinch from Aisya. This young man, this heat makes Aisya's face more red.
Not even welcoming Ernest's hand, he barked ferociously, "combal! You're the prince of dreadlocks!"
"Ck, like geer...Who did you marry?! And I'm not sure you're making the KUA floor mop," Ernest laughed teasingly at Aisya, so satisfied and chuckling.
"Where back, he said he wanted to go home!!!" to be honest, he was ashamed of his own level of talent, he could have thought that Ernest had asked him to marry. Aisya turned her body shy.
"Yes or engga, becanda Ai..I want to acquaintance with your candidate, even if he does not know the judo gym for later fight, because I want to fight the same strength he made in your pocket," said Ernest withholding. Aisya now laughs again, she likes-Aisya likes Ernest, especially when the young man was seducing her like this, feel the world tuh pink, sweet-sweet aromanis.
"Like to hang on!" Aisya pushed softly on Ernest's shoulder.
"Yes, I'm home. Sorry for what happened at school." said Ernest.
The look on her face changed, "I don't like you saying sorry rich, you're not wrong. Rich people go where they know not!" he added a pouting pitched sewot.
There was no answer from Ernest's mouth, he just broke down a meaningful smile at Aisya, "bye..." Ernest came back and pulled the bike back for a second and then turned the engine on and left.
He just waved and smiled bitterly as Ernest resigned from driving him home. The young man kekeh forcefully wanted to take Aisya, he said afraid Aisya did not go straight home, instead turn to the ding-dong main place, what an unreasonable reason, really, where is that game in this day and age! You just don't.
The black matic motorbike is parked beautifully in the carport, which means that Raudhah tea is the one who has returned. While the other motors are not yet in place, a sign that a Brotherhood and Arin tea have not yet returned home from work.
"Assalamu'alaikum," Aisya slightly lowered his head so that Raudhah who was now standing in front of the dining table while sipping cold mineral water could not see her face which might still be slightly swollen on the cheeks, crazy alone se tan energy is strong, yes se tan.people who are angry are certainly mastered se tan. Immediately Aisya walked quickly to his room, but Raudhah yes Raudhah, his mouth is always itching if a day does not tempt Aisya.
"Wa'alaikumsalam."
"Cieee! Is there anything else?" his god to his brother as he approached.
"What the hell!" the answer is as usual.
"Gga need to boong dek, umi same abi no, aa same tea Arin also not returned! So if we can do it together!"
The girl looks wrong in front of Raudhah, indeed basically Aisya is not good at lying, he even blatantly covered the cheeks with the tip of his hood and rushed to go upstairs.
"So," Aisya's eyebrows shot up, "the victim of love!"
Instead of giving up, Raudhah followed her sister to Aisya's room and walked in.
"Teteh want to do it! Follow me, I'll change!" sewotnya.
Raudhah just clucked, with a movement that has laid itself on the bed Aisya, "usually you also if there is a needy, you are too. If you enter the room, you like not to look first!" said muttering. Aisya just glanced at it then decided to remove the uniform and hijab attached to her body after previously she reflected.
"Faith, the kaya is not swollen anymore" he thought with a smile. Aisya opened the closet and took her casual clothes.
"Where is Ernest's house?" asked Raudhah while playing the tip of the doraemon patterned pillowcase.
"Don't know." answered Aisha.
"Well, how far is Ernest? Time doesn't know his house,"
Now Aisya could not not not sit on the bed beside Raudhah, "this story again interrogate what how?" he nodded and looked at his brother.
"You don't want to tell me the same story, rich always tell me about Ahsan and you?" search Raudhah now come awake and cross-legged. The two sat until Aisya finally collapsed and lowered his head, is it time he told someone about his feelings lately, the feelings that later began to burden his mind and heart, what is now, if he starts to feel his name falling in love....
"Well, diem! You know, Ernest must be the one. You can't boong, so far there has never been a guy who strays with you. All this time, until he came home other than Ernest.." smiled satisfied because his guess was right and then he dropped his body again until terlen tang followed by Aisya who followed him.
"Teh, what's wrong if I like Ernest? I tried to be detained but could not," said Aisya holding his chest as if he was giving an idea if the feeling felt in the area of dadha.
"Like not wrong. Da we are only humans not robots who do not have a heart, if people say mah, love is a gift, a gift that is loved by God, depending on how we live it." The answer.
"But it's wrong that I like Ernest?" Aisya repeated her question again, making Raudhah pause for a moment and digesting her sister's question.
"How mean? Ernest why, there is something wrong with him, if according to teteh mah it is only natural, Ernest handsome, look good, seems also humorous, abi sama umi. But waullahualam, it was according to the first impression of teteh.." said Raudhah gave his first impression of Ernest.
"Teh," Aisya sighed many times as if she was looking for additional strength.
"Ernest non-Muslim" he said. The eyes of Raudhah buyak as big as a borax.
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