Filla And Rangga (The Perfect Dream)
Chapter 161

"Ma why try on display? And of the many photos why choose this one?" asked Filla annoyed when mama posted her picture with Rangga spelled under the stairs.

Indeed, mama also displayed other photos, photos of the six of them next to her photo with Rangga, but Filla did not understand how mom could display her picture with Rangga who looked at each other.

"It's okay, sister, funny to see, just the same Rangga as well," said mama tidying up the photo that is complete with the frame.

Filla sighed, yes because it was the same Rangga, Inner Filla. If it were like this, nothing would change it.

"It's okay Fill, it's funny, yakan Tan?" said Iren and then released his tongue to soften Filla.

Filla looked at Iren as if, instead of defending Iren, she conspired with her mother.

"It's funny, when Mama prints people think prewedding photos are even, Mama is laughing at her horror," said Mama with a laugh.

"It's not clear, though" Filla walks into the kitchen leaving behind mom and Iren who are busy with photos of Filla and Rangga.

Filla opened the refrigerator and gulped down some water after pouring it in the glass.

"Assalamualaikum, Sister Illa," Frida called to the kitchen.

"Waalaikumsalam Dek, come in," Filla asked with a smile. "Why?" ask Filla.

Frida smiled as she picked up the chocolate in the jar on the table, "Mother, you know, sister makes the cake" Frida said.

"Oh," Filla nodded. "Entar Sister there with Brother Iren, Brother wants to change clothes first," said Filla.

Frida nodded, "Okay, I'll go home first, thanks for the chocolate" Frida said as she walked out after grabbing Filla's nod.

"Are you, meet Rangga dong? But it's good Mother's cake," said Filla slowly while massaging her forehead. "It's stupid, it's just cake" said Filla sure.

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"Assalamualaikum," said Filla and Iren together.

"Waalaikumsalam Kak, come in" said the father who passed them at the entrance.

Filla greeted my father, followed by Iren, "Dad want to work?" ask Filla.

"Yes Kak, usually just scabbing on the branch," said the father. "Guild, Mother has been waiting since then," said the father.

Filla smiled, "Father be careful on the way," said Filla who grabbed a nod to her father.

They broke into the house after Dad's car left the yard.

"Lo really deket yes Fill, the same Rangga family," said Iren when they entered the guest room.

Filla nodded, "Lumayan, as I told you, I've lived here even though I'm the only one who wants to" said Filla.

"Sometimes I still believe I don't believe, just you who ngalamin and I see why do not want you hurt again, there is no reason I do not believe," whispered Iren.

Filla smiled, they entered the house and found Rangga busy with some photos on the table.

"Assalamualaikum Rangga," Iren's greeting made Rangga turn his head.

"Want to make some cake?" asked Rangga who immediately grabbed an enthusiastic nod of Iren while Filla just stood next to Iren without saying.

"It just so happens" said Rangga then chose some photos and brought him closer to Filla and Iren.

Filla frowned as the photo was lined up with Rangga and shown towards him.

"Select 2 of these 4 photos" said Rangga.

"Lo told me?" asked Filla while pointing at herself

Rangga sighed, "Who else? Let's choose," pinta Rangga a little pushy.

"Udah just choose," said Iren while nudging Filla's shoulder.

"I don't know, choose it yourself, or not, tell Iren tuh," said Filla, folding her hands.

"Oh Allah, rather than to remain choosy" said Rangga.

"Why did you tell me?"

"I'm confused, these pictures are going to be sent to the client."

Rangga sighed, "This is the same, isn't it?" said Filla then pulled Iren towards the kitchen.

"It's so funny you two" Iren said.

"Not funny."

Iren just laughed while shaking.

"Eh Brother, here Mother was already first for nastar you like right?" said mother while lifting some nastar from the grill.

Filla smiled then approached the mother, "It's really like Bun, Mother's cake champion anyway," said Filla while giving her two thumbs up.

"Let's eat it, Filla, Iren too" said the mother.

"Enak Bun, as always," said Filla.

"Iya Bun is really good even," Iren added.

"Alhamdulillah if it's good."

Filla helps you make some cakes, "Why not open a cake shop aja Bun, definitely in demand" said Filla while stirring some ingredients that you enter.

"Mother hasn't told me yet? Mommy has opened a cake shop Kak, already 7 months street," said mother.

Filla rounded her eyes, "Seriously? How come no one told Filla anyway? Would like to stop by and try all made by Mother.

"Lupa Bunda Kak, tomorrow deh Bunda take there, not far from your Campus Kak Rukonya," said the mother.

"Oh yeah? Want to go anyway, tomorrow we both go there Ren," said Filla who received an enthusiastic nod Iren.

"Mother is a guest" said Rangga from the doorway.

"Yaudah, you can lift the cake for at least 3 minutes" said the mother.

"Filla is the same Iren is nothing Bun," said Filla while sprinkling cheese on a cake that has been formed.

"Don't, you'll be hurt again" said the mother while removing the blue apron.

"So if Rangga's not hurt that much?" ask Rangga.

Mommy laughed, "Abang kan man, already ah Mommy found guests first," said mother and then left the kitchen.

"Gue Denger your photography company is very famous, right? Cool dong has become a young entrepreneur" said Iren.

Rangga smiled, he leaned against the wall next to the refrigerator, waiting for the mother's oven to sound, "Alhamdulillah," said Rangga.

Filla's ringtones were heard filling the entire kitchen, Filla put down the mixer, and loosened the pants pocket she was wearing.

"Gue picked up the phone first" Filla told Iren, then walked out of the kitchen after grabbing Iren's nod.

After a few minutes Filla went back into the kitchen, until when on the doorstep, Filla saw the familiarity of Iren and Rangga with each other throwing flour.

Filla threw away all her thoughts, walked in and stood at the table, put her phone back in her pocket.

"Who?" Iren asked as he realized Filla's presence

Filla tied up her messy hair, "Albern," replied Filla then resumed her work.

Rangga looked at Filla.

Iren nodded repeatedly, "I guess they can't wait for the holidays. Or afraid you won't come back like me."

Filla smiled, "They just asked for a copy of last month's report" Filla said as she poured the dough in a baking pan.

"Hmm" dehem Iren's.

"Will I stay in Jakarta?" asked Rangga, trying to enter the conversation Filla and Iren.

"Yes, I want to build my own business,"

"You're Fill?" ask Rangga.

Filla frowned as Iren and Rangga looked at her, "Maybe it will continue in Milan."

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