Filla And Rangga (The Perfect Dream)
Chapter 155

"Lo's crazy?" whispers of Filla to Iren.

Iren shrugged his shoulders with a smile, "And he got battered because of you too, bales budi is okay," whispered Iren.

"Yaudah, Filla is with Iren and Rangga, let the parents go directly to the airport, but you are careful" said papa stiffened.

"Is it really okay for the two of you?" ask mommy not so good. "I'm sorry, Mommy is so nicotine."

Filla forced her smile, how else, if resisting was tantamount to disappointing mother, and Filla always avoided it, Filla finally nodded.

"Alhamdulillah if so, a bit quiet Mother, but promise carefully, if Rangga speeding directly slap aja," said mother while hitting Rangga's shoulder.

"Sick Bun," said Rangga while stroking his shoulder.

"Sgratimin," said Mother made the others laugh, but not with Filla who cursed Iren.

Iren simply smiled as he raised both of his eyebrows to return Filla's annoyed look

"Yaudah, we're going to the airport, yes" said the father of the three.

"Sister, be careful, babay," said Tita still had time to hug the ping of Filla.

Filla laughed, "You too" Filla said as she ruffled Tita's hair.

After the departure of the others, only silence enveloped the three.

IIren cleared his throat softly, "Will you be here until when to say?" said Iren broke the atmosphere, making Ranga a little jolted because long arguing with himself.

"Sorry, yaudah yuk," take Rangga to the parking lot, followed by Filla and Iren.

Rangga opened the front car door for Filla with a smile.

"Gue behind me" said Filla who immediately opened the back door and entered the car.

Iren smiled at Rangga, "Emang ngeselin his son, rather than being rejected, I've been in front, thanks," said Iren who went straight inside.

Rangga sighed then closed the car door and walked towards the steering wheel.

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"Who's majoring in photography, right?" tanya Iren opened the conversation while looking at Rangga.

Rangga nodded, "Who's the story?" rangga asked while looking at the glass above him, looking at the movement of Filla who seemed not interested in their chatter.

"Read like a telling one," said Iren recollecting.

Rangga nodded, although disappointed to hear Iren's answer, because he hoped Filla would talk about it.

Filla put the earphones in her earlobes and then leaned on the window glass, she saw the streets did not want to join the chat Iren and Rangga.

The rain began to fall making Filla look up a little and then smile, rain lovers seem to be very happy to see the droplets that fall.

"It was raining" said Iren.

Rangga looked at Filla from the glass above and then smiled, seeing Filla's smile somehow he also wanted to smile.

"I think we should go first, the streets are not visible" said Rangga.

Iren nodded in agreement, because if it continued it would be very dangerous for them, Iren turned his head back and patted Filla straight.

Filla raised both eyebrows while removing the earphones she was using, "What?" ask Filla.

"We seem to stop first, because the streets are not at all," said Iren made Filla nod without saying a word.

Rangga pulled his car over to a stall that looked lonely.

They all ran in the rain to reach the stalls a little high from the streets, making them have to climb some stairs.

Filla flicked her sleeves when they reached the terrace of the stall, herself confirming the hair that began to melt because of the water huja.

"Oh, use all of a sudden rain," said Iren who also flicked his arm.

"We stopped ourselves here first," said Rangga while walking into the stall.

Filla frowned, "Didn't you like her? Good for you, if I really do not want to anymore," said Filla.

Iren smiled and then closed his mouth, "Lo jealous? Ah well, I can't take him from lo times, I just want to see his movements, just" said Iren while nudging Filla's shoulder. "So seriously jealous?" ledek Iren's.

Filla switched her gaze, "Apaansih, no," Filla left Iren in the stall.

"Cie," ledek Iren who walked behind Filla.

The corner of Filla's lips was a little interested, she had to hold it now, really not a syncope between her heart and her brain right now when it came to Rangga.

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The three of them sat on one of the empty tables in the corner of the room, precisely they were trying to find an unspoiled spot splashing water from the raindrop.

"You want what pesen?" ask Rangga.

"Gue tea just an angel," said Iren quickly, then nudged Filla's shoulder.

"What do you want?" ask Filla who stood up immediately.

Rangga held onto Filla's shoulder and pressed her to get Filla back to sit down, "Me, what do you want?" ask Rangga seriously.

Filla was a little stunned but still tried to condition her face, "Tea angel," said Filla finally.

Rangga nodded then left them towards the front, meeting the stall guard.

Iren raised both eyebrows, "Cie, the fix failed to move on this mah," said Iren deliberately mocked Filla.

"Don't start with Ren, if he hears you're the same as me," said Filla, staring at Iren's annoyance.

Iren closed his mouth holding a laugh, then nodded, "Ready," he said, although still holding back his laughter made Filla look lazy.

Rangga walked up to them with a tray containing three glasses of warm tea, Rangga placed one by one glass on their front desk each.

"Thank you Rangga," Iren said with a smile.

"Thank you" said Filla.

Rangga just nodded then took a sip of his tea.

"Lah stopped," said Iren when the sound of rain was no longer heard even though the clouds were still a little dark.

Rangga and Filla looked around, "You don't want to eat first?" asked Rangga looking at Filla.

Filla tried not to meet Rangga.

"Who am I, Lo Fill?" ask Iren.

Filla shook her head, "Gue was full too" said Filla and then began sipping tea in front of her.

"If you want to eat first, we wait for nothing" said Iren.

Rangga shook his head, "Gue is also full," said Rangga and then spent the tea in his glass. "Gue pay first" said Rangga after putting his empty glass on the table.

Iren nodded while Filla did not respond.

Filla also finished the tea in her glass, leaving little to remain there.

"It's so nice to both of you, I swear, don't want to talk?" gerutu Iren while leaning his body on the back of the chair.

"It's normal" said Filla.

Iren moved his lower lip, "What a habit, tired of my mood, if you behave like that means you still hold a grudge, and people who have left the past will not have a grudge." Iren patted Filla's shoulder.

"Sok sage very lo," ledek Filla though actually Iren's speech felt very striking.

Filla ruffled Iren's hair, finally they both replied to each other then gave up on their own and laughed.

Rangga stopped his steps only to see Filla's old laughter he did not meet.

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