FORCED CHEATING
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Riri immediately disconnected the unilateral connection, of course, did not know with the sudden change in the face of Via pias.

Tia noticed Via's countenance turning upset.

“Si Riri request to be picked up?” Ask Tia.

Via nodded.

“Ya, pick up there. Don't be kesorean, afraid it will rain you know.”

“Ck, the kid took care of it!” Decak Via sebal.

Via lazily moved as well, Tia just smiled not driving Via out. Actually it is not lazy to pick up Riri, but because Via heard the name of the store so how it is. But a moment later Via smiled a little.

The cling!

Ahah!

Suddenly he got a brilliant idea. He had a cell phone before he hung on his motorcycle seat. He called someone he believed was reliable.

“Halo, Yan. Where are you?” Welcome Via as soon as Yana receives her phone call.

“Indeed where do you think I'm clocking in?” Yana turned back from across.

“In the well, in the kitchen, or in the mattress?” Guess Via.

“Ngaco! That's your daily job!” Yana sebal. “What's the matter, this hour call? I'm busy tau!”

“Halah, your busy ass! I'd like to ask dong, can you pick up Riri?”

“Only do you think I'm a bully?” Yana Protest. “ It's still working hours, miss. I can't go out.”

“Keep out just aja time can not? Riri take to your office first, I'll pick you up there.”

“Emang si Riri where the hell?”

“In the store Nostalgia.”

“Ya, you have to go there. Weigh it just use muter-muter tell me.”

“Ck, ah! You are nih ..”

Suddenly a voice came calling to Yana from across the street.

“Eh, Vi I'm called secretary bu bos nih. Yes, yes, bye!”

Yana turned off the phone unilaterally. There is no other choice now, Via must pick up Riri sendri. He immediately reused his sunglasses and helmet before he drove his motor matic towards the city.

The 30-minute journey felt long for Via. In addition to his feelings have not fully recovered Mirza's scar yesterday, now must increase again because he had to invite Riri to the tavern. Actually, the store is nothing wrong, Via aja is too much.

SRETT!

SNACK OUT!

Via arrived at the parking lot, he looked at it for a moment exactly rich cat want to cross.

“Mbak, do not need to be locked handlebar yes motor.” Suddenly the parking attendant approached Via.

Via remembers it was the parking attendant who had him robbed when he first came to the tavern to meet Yana. Because the carpenter told Via to bring all his groceries, as a result of the groceries he splattered at that time until all the oranges on nggulundung and then to them he was the same …

Eits!

No, Via directly push the off button on his brain memory.

“This, his parking ticket, Mbak.” The carpenter handed him a mini-sized paper box that he called a parking ticket.

Via bengong.

“Em, I don't want to go to the store, sir. I just want to pick up my sister.” Say Via later.

“His sister Mbak inside?” Ask the parking attendant.

“Iya.”

“Ya, already. Park first, Put susulin in. The motor let me take care, free kok.” The father's proposal was a little pushy.

Yes, sir. It's not a matter of free, but I did go inside. Males.

The parking attendant slipped another parking ticket into the steering wheel of the Via motor until inevitably Via got off the motorbike and received a parking ticket that had been proffered to him.

Hem, I think this father before work became a parking attendant he became a hawker. Like the meaning of playing nyodor-nyodorin aja, people do not want also still forced. Inner Via upset not playing. His heart mengedumel did not end up while walking to the front of the store until heedless of the screams of the parking lot.

“Mbak! Mbak... helmet is not removed first?” Call the parking guy. “Yes, kasian very mbaknya it. Beautiful in budeg!”

Fortunately, Via did not hear the grunt of the parking attendant. Try if it is horrified, the helmet can move from the head of Via to the head of the parking lot with the cry of pain of the sotoy parking lot.

As soon as Via got to the front, he immediately pulled out his ponse intending to call Riri. But when he put the phone to his ear, he realized that he was still wearing a helmet.

Geez! How can I go for a gini! Thankfully no one saw. Can I be ashamed if anyone knows? Via mengedumel again while looking left right and then take off his helmet.

“Hello, Ri. Ma'am already in front of this, flick out!” Said Via as soon as Riri received her call.

“Hah? In front of where?” Riri asked in wonder.

“Yes in front of the store, the future is monas?” Via keki for the sake of hearing Riri's silly question. It was clear that he who asked to be invited to the store even used his money again.

“Yes, come in first, Ma'am. It's still there my friend.”

“Where the hell are you? He said he asked to be picked up to go home, now it's still delicious there? I'm out now, or Ma'am stayin, you go home on foot later!” Omel Via was half-threatening.

“Iya, yes.” Sahut Riri's. He is also worried that his true shampoo will be left behind.

Riri then hurriedly said goodbye to his friends and immediately came out.

“Turquently!” Spray Via as soon as Riri finds him.

“Ye, the name is also again a meal-eating event, Mbak.” Riri manyun's.

“Tau so why call with cepet-cepet to be picked up?”

“I didn't say cepet-cepet. I just said pick me up, it's doang.” Riri did not accept.

“Ah, already diem, no need to ngeles! You know someone else, who went home the same as who?”

Via continued to grumble to spill his frustration without him realizing there was someone who was watching him from inside the tavern that was blocked by some visitors there.

“That's his friend Mas Danar, right?” Ari's asking surprised Danar's attention quirks out there. “Kok tumben he's not here?” Ari half kepo.

Danar just smiled faintly, then just passed by. Ari followed Danar with a strange look.

“Yes, wear the helmet!” Via gave his helmet to Riri.

“Lho how am I using? Is it the mother who drives?”

“Mbak want bonceng only, you bring the motor.” Sahut Via runs ahead of Riri to the parking lot.

“Udah, Ma'am? How about a minute?” Ask the parking lot familiar.

Via just smiles while giving her parking ticket, males she cheated.

Riri started to drive slowly leaving the middle of the city towards the border road that leads to his village.

“Ri, can't it be a little bit flabby? Very slow road rich snail want to baby!” Via was not patient apparently with the way Riri brought a motorcycle that he thought was too relaxed.

“Ha? Emang Mbak know the way snails want to have children?” Ask Riri plain.

“Udah do not need to bring! Gas, spout, let spit nyampe.”

“Ih, Ma'am Via tuh again why the hell from earlier ngomel mulu? Wrong taking what medicine, Ma'am?”

“Tau, ah!” Via melengos throw face looking at the expanse of green rice fields.

“Oya, Ma'am. I met Mas Danar, you know.” Riri said suddenly.

Via want to ask ‘ah, time? Why is he there?’ but his mouth was silent, his attention still on the green view of the rice field that cools the eyes.

“Tau no, Ma'am. It turns out that the shop was Bu Elin. Pantesan aja Mas Danar often there, officially he adopted son Bu Elin. So it's definitely Mas Danar who manages it right?” Riri continues to roar while driving the motor does not care if his voice is heard is not the same Via.

Via is still ignorant not to say.

“Bu Elin said my friends are the second richest person in the city after dangdut artist Lilis Dahlia.” Riri again. “Keren right, Ma'am? Ms. Elin does not have children, so all the business she has will definitely be in demand for Mas Danar.”

“Yes did not expect. Mas Danar who looks ordinary and simple looks turns out to be a rich man.”

“New candidate! Not really rich!” Chirps Via is upset.

“Ye, yes no papa important will definitely be a rich person.”

“Halah, if you are rich in heritage, you do not need to be proud. Proud of your own efforts! That's cool.”

“Aduh, the mother of his side. Feel like you're competing bu?” Ledek Riri nosy accompanied by his crisp laughter.

“Who is competing? I don't know him either. Bodo very, want him a candidate for rich people in what district sekecamatan, what's in it for Mbak, no right?”

“Ih, how is it so sensitive? Wealthy tespack aja Mbak Via nih sensitivity!” Riri keeps teasing her brother.

THE PLAQUE!

OW HELL!

Via slapped the helmet Riri was wearing until Riri grimaced in shock.

“Kok mukul anyway?”

“Udah spout the way, ngoceh aja! I told you to tell the gas also to spit nyampe!”

“OK!”

MGE …!

Riri immediately pulled the gas without cue which of course made Via shocked and his body was pulled back because it did not hold.

“About dong, Ri!” Shouted Via annoyed. “Kalo I'm annoyed, how?”

“Haha ..., hence the handle! Said he was asking for speeding?” Riri even laughed, satisfied he made Via jangangan.

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Via was already in normal fashion when he arrived at his mother's house. But as soon as he rushed home he did not intend to stop by first. She was worried that Miss Harni would ask questions if she knew her eyes were still a little ashen as she cried all night.

Via direct gas as soon as Riri entered the house.

It was not until five minutes that he arrived at his own house and was somewhat surprised to find a black CRV parked in the yard. But then his surprise vanished when he remembered it was Mobbil Om Jaka.

Sure enough, Om Jaka was sitting in the living room with Mirza when Via opened the door.

Via immediately entered, did not forget to close the door back then immediately greeted Om Jaka.

“Long time, Om?” Sapa Via's.

Mirza held out her hand for salami and kissed the back of her hand. Via received it with a flat look, and the moment was caught by Om Jaka's eyes.

“Sit here, Vi.” Om Jaka patted the seat next to him, Via said.

“Om long ago came her?” Repeat Via.

“Ngak, just now. It has not been made to drink the same Mirza” Seloroh Om Jaka.

“Oh, yes Om want to drink what?” Ask Via to move.

“No need, let Mirza aja make.” Sergea Om Jaka. “Om request coffee, Za. From morning have not yet copied nih.”

“Oke.” Mirza. “Darling, what do you want to drink? Make it all up, huh?” Ask Mirza on Via as sweet as possible.

“No need, I'm not thirsty.” Via flat-footed without looking at Mirza.

Mirza was disappointed, then immediately behind leaving Omnya and Via.

“Preleased first dong aduh it sunglasses, Vi. I'm rich to be a sniper!”

“Oh, yes. Sorry to forget, Om.” Via grinned while taking off his glasses.

“Udah no look puffy coke eyes.” Chirps Om Jaka as if to know the meaning of Via wearing sunglasses.

Via so rada shy. “Udah abis kok tears too.” Sahut Via slowly.

“Vi, Om come here as promised Om same you.” Om Jaka started the conversation while looking at Via's flat face. “Om hope you can solve this problem in an adult manner. I talked to Mirza a little bit. He's the one who deserves the most blame for all this, but once you don't look at the issue with emotion. However, the household that you build has been long enough and many obstacles that you have gone through to get to this point. Wrong and khilaf in a relationship is a necessity, just how you react.” Expose Om Jaka wisely.

Via took a breath. “Om is on Mas Mirza's side like.” Saying Via is like muttering.

“It's not about alignments with whom. Om loves you both like a son of Om himself.” Om Jaka's view implies a lot of good wishes. “Which father wants his child's household to fall apart? Om don't want to see you split.”

Via lowered his head, he was touched by Om Jaka's words. Via had long been abandoned by his father. Via's father died just a few months after he married MIrza. So all that time he had been missing quite a father figure. Although not the same, but at least the nature of Om Jaka is similar to his father who is always calm in dealing with problems and soothing every time giving advice. Ah, Via suddenly misses the figure of Pak Sumarno, his beloved father.

From behind the wall that separates the living room and the living room, Mirza is seen eavesdropping on their conversation while holding a cup of black coffee in her hand. Mirza deliberately not immediately deliver coffee to the living room because they want to listen to what they chat after leaving to the kitchen.

“Males like Mirza it tempts a lot, Vi.” Connect Om Jaka again because he saw Via still bowed silently.

Via raised his face. “What Om know about Mas Mirza's cheating woman?” Todong Via on Om Jaka.

“Not cheating. Precisely they met because of the circumstances that ..”

“So how Om calls it. But clearly in my eyes Mas Mirza was having an affair. And I want to know who the person is and how far their relationship is.” Firmly Via.

Mirza's right hand holding the coffee cup shook, she waited for Om Jaka to tell Via the truth.

Om Jaka took a heavy breath. He was thinking of putting the right sentence together. Om Jaka had seen Mirza who was behind the wall of the room with a worried face and eyes prying as if begging Om Jaka not tell everything.

“Om?” Call Via asking for clarity.

Om Jaka stared straight at Via's bead.

Tong

Tong

The sound of the bell makes Om jaka delay his calamity.

The huft! Thankfully.

Mirza breathed a sigh of relief.

Whoever comes, he's the target for me. Inner Mirza relieved.

“Let me open the door.” Said the newly-emerged Mirza and put the coffee to Om Jaka.

Tong

Tong

The sound of the bell again, it seems that the guest is not the type of person who is patient.

Mirza Sgera to the door.

“Iya, seben ..” Mirza did not continue his sentence when he saw who the guests were coming.

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connect & connect ___________________________

hayooo, who are the guests?

a. Mr RT

b. Bu RT

c. Mr. RT and Mr. RT

d. a, b and c are all correct

e. a, b, c and d are all wrong..

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