Falling In Love With Trouble Maker
The Strange Guys Challenge

After eating dinner, Ayra and mother washed the dirty dishes together. Mother also tidied the dining table again. Put some of the remaining fruit into the refrigerator.

“I learned first ya bund”

“Iya Ay.don't get late at night ya sleep”ujar Mommy

Ayra nodded.

“Good mother. Good night”ucap Ayra

“Goodnight Ay”balpas

Ayra walked towards her room on the second floor. Arriving at the room, Ayra saw her smartphone– lying on the bed. Ayra also took the smartphone.

“Hah.30 phone calls? This kid is really underwork huh?”inward Ayra after seeing Devara's phone call 30 times.

Suddenly the phone rings again.

“Halo”ucap Ayra's

“How long did you pick up the phone?”asked Devara directly in a high tone

“Huhh.. This kid is very good at making my mood so bad.. Sucks” grunts Ayra in heart

“Why are you silent?”devara asked, noticing that Ayra had not answered her question just now.

This time Ayra answered more calmly.

“You've eaten?”ask Ayra

“I..not eaten. Because of calling you and not raising you to make ***** my meal is gone” replied Devara ketus

“Eat him eat first there. Why call me on? I'll just cook” replied Ayra still with a quieter tone

Hearing Ayra's tone, Devara also slowly became calmer as well.

“You can cook?”ask Devara gently

“Can. You don't think I can cook, huh?”reply Ayra

“I think a tomboy girl like you can't possibly do a woman's job”ledek Devara

“Hyaaaaa.do not underestimate me”ucap Ayra do not accept underestimated Devara.

“What are you cooking?”devara asked as she hugged the pillow in her room.

“Cooked water? hahahahaha.”ledek Devara while laughing out loud

“Bigger! You underestimated me, right?”ayra said she couldn't accept Devara's laugh

“OK.oke..I'm sorry” pinta Devara.

“So what did you cook?”ask Devara curiously

“I cook.a special fried rice chef Ayra”ujar Ayra with a proud tone

Devara who heard the spoiled voice of Ayra smiled knotfully.

“Huh.I guess Latin cuisine, Italian cuisine or foreign cuisine turned out to be just fried rice”ledek Devara

“The brashness of this child.always underestimate me”gutu Ayra in heart

“Bogged basis!”exclaim Ayra

“Oh sorry.I forgot. Rich people like you wouldn't want to eat commoners like my cooking. Sorry ya”sindir Ayra

Devara felt unacceptable to Ayra's insinuation.

“Hahahaha.where might I mock you. I'm speaking the truth. Rich people like you must eat every day at expensive restaurants. Eat caviar, drink campaigne and food from famous chefs. Aye right?”

“Not also”answere Devara

“Really?”ask Ayra not to believe it

“What is your cooking so good that you dare mock my appetite?”ask Devara

“You know, from the aroma alone.hummmm you will be able to know that my cooking is very delicious”ujar Ayra is proud.

Devara to imagine the fried rice made by Ayra. Makes his stomach rumble.

“Who said your cooking is good?”ask Devara

“Kata Bunda”answer Ayra polo

“Hyaaaaa.where parents must praise their own children”ujar Devara.

“Hishhh..You must be hooked”tang Ayra

“OK.tomorrow when I get home. Make me your cooking..So I know that you're not just bullshit” challenge Devara back

“OK.who is afraid” reply Ayra

Devara smiled happily.

Ayra who felt slighted finally agreed to Devara's challenge. He doesn't know Devara's just looking for an excuse to eat Ayra's food.

Last night Ayra and Devara were talking on the phone. Even though they were teased by each other, they could talk for a long time. Talk a lot of things.

Ayra looked at the clock on the wall. Time has shown 21:00 p.m.

Ayra did not realize that she had been serving the weirdest guy she hated the most for almost two hours.

“It's night.I want to sleep. Tomorrow I'm in school”ucap Ayra

“Now it's 22:00. You want to sleep?”ask Devara

Devara, who used to sleep late at night, felt that 22:00 was still not night. While Ayra was used to sleeping at 21:00 p.m. Devara forgot that the time difference between WIB and Singapore is 1 hour. 21:00 in Indonesia, the same as 22:00 in Singapore. It's an hour apart.

“Already.I'm sleepy. I hang up now” said Ayra

“Goodnight.. Beautiful dreams”ucap Devara soft.

Tut.tut.

Devara hung up the phone first. Devara's words just made something strange again tickle in Ayra's heart. It was like a butterfly was flying inside his body. There was a warm feeling that attacked.

“Goodnight? Sweet dream? What kind of guy is this Devara? Weird” Inner Ayra

“Ahh..already..ngapain also I thought the strange guy”gumam Ayra

Then Ayra closed her eyes. Maybe because it was so sleepy, Ayra immediately fell asleep. Sleep with sound.

Meanwhile, Devara, who still hasn't eaten dinner, remembers Ayra's fried rice, making her hungry. Devara immediately called the waiter, asked to make fried rice.

Ten minutes later Devara's order fried rice was finished. She enjoyed her own dinner in the dining room of her grandmother's residence. While eating fried rice made by the chef at his grandmother's house, Devara continued to imagine Ayra.

Devara has fallen in love with Ayra. The girl he kissed in the school shed. The girl who, despite fighting and scolding him every time she spoke, was apparently very innocent. So innocent, just to be tricked Devara challenged to cook for him. Thinking of his conversation all along with Ayra, Devara made a smile of her own.

After finishing eating fried rice, Devara immediately went to her room on the second floor. He lay on his very big bed. He looked at the ceiling of his room. Ayra's pretty face for a few days.  How beautiful Ayra's eyes were glaring. The voice of Ayra's curse and curse on her echoed in Devara's ears. Make Devara's heart beat fast every time I imagine Ayra's face.

“Ayra”ucap Devara with a smile

Devara tried to close her eyes. He finally slept.