
"Eh, I look at you with that chick on, your chick?" ask a friend to Haris who happened to have just arrived at the tongkrongan place after school.
Haris glanced at Jasmin who had gone a bit away after the boy hitched a ride on Haris' motorbike. Jasmin had to walk about 300 meters to go to the bookstore. Haris slicks his shoulders indifferently towards Kai, his classmate and new friend at school.
"No, it's my neighbor" replied Haris cuek.
Kai seemed to be smiling faintly. "Maybe also, know me dong," Kai pinta on Haris while thrusting his HP.
Haris is a bit uncomfortable if there is a guy mintain HP number or ask to be known to Jasmin, because Jasmin likes a super-skept if there is a guy who has a crush on him. Haris lazy dong if Jasmin sok kecakepan, Jasmin is not cute in the eyes of Haris.
"Seriously do you want to be known to my neighbor?"
Kai lightly nodded. "Yes dong. Why emang? You have a crush?"
Haris shudders. "Somewhat, I just gave you a chance to think again. Don't be fooled by it, the original .. she's gesrek."
Kai chuckled at Haris' horrified expression. "Haha .. no problem, please give me the number, to where let me find out for myself."
Haris thoughtlessly immediately gave Jasmin's phone number to Kai without prior permission to a friend since the baby.
***
That afternoon Jasmin went to Haris' house. It had been a week they had not had time to play together because Haris had moved schools since rising to the second grade. While Jasmin has just finished the orientation period, students have officially sat in the 1st grade of High School. Friday afternoon is a special day for all students in Bandung, because tomorrow is Saturday then Friday afternoon is the last day of all activities that take up time.
There was something strange about Jasmin, the girl was already dressed in neat clothes, and and beautiful, her hair was sweetly stroked down her small shoulders. Jasmin also greeted everyone he passed by while walking to Haris' house.
In contrast to Jasmin, Haris actually stayed at home, sitting sweet while waiting for her mother to cook instant noodles with eggs and slices of cayenne pepper.
"Rissss ...," called Jasmin as he entered, looking for Haris without permission into the house.
"Ihh Indomie fragrance ...," exclaimed Jasmin as her small nose smelled the MSG scent of Indomie seasoning cooked Aunt Fanny. Jasmin stepped closer to the kitchen, Haris did not understand the call of his friend.
"Ih, called out kok nyaut." Jasmin appeared, wearing all-pink clothes like a march with Cherrybelle.
Haris looked at Jasmin from top to bottom, his pal was directly sitting on the chair right next to Haris. Along with Aunt Fanny who finished cooking noodles.
"Where are you going?" ask Haris.
"Tante, am I beautiful?" Instead of answering Haris' question, Jasmin asked about his appearance to Fanny who prepared two bowls of noodles on the table.
Fanny smiled. "Pretty... Where are you going? Nyamperin Haris, you guys?"
Jasmin smiled made cute, if he turned to look at Haris for a moment lazily. "You go, Tan. There's a similar show, hehe."
"You're coming with Ris?"
Haris churned the noodles casually, not caring about Jasmin who was a puff of mesem beside him.
"Kirain, where's the show, Min?" ask Fanny.
"Hihi, to the Aunty mall. Ordinary, young people love to mall."
Jasmin takes Haris's fork, takes the noodles from Haris's bowl without her permission, as if Haris's bowl is hers and Fanny is their mother together.
"Be careful not to eat the eggs!" haris snaps at Jasmin who cuekily cuts off a little of Haris' yolk and feeds it without sin.
"You want noodles? Of course make it."
"Yaela Mah, tell me to buy it at the stall, why did you make it?" nagging Haris to his mother.
Jasmin flicked her lips towards Haris and acted indifferent.
"Ih, no need, Jasmin wants to go away. Partially if Jasmin ate most noodles, later his liptint faded, hehe."
"Tan, I'm leaving now, bebel... Harris is fierce." Jasmin panicked at Fanny and glared at Haris who was still nagging because her eggs were just a little more.
"Wait, don't go yet. Just a minute." Fanny tells Jasmin not to go anywhere. Looks like Fanny will give him a suit or a titan for Hani. Jasmin obediently waited for Fanny while disturbing Haris.
"Well, is that..your friend?" jasmin asked while playing with her hair.
Haris turned her head a little and then focused back on her noodles.
"Yes ... why?"
Jasmin smiled and closed his mouth. "Such a lunakaakk handsome," said Jasmin cheerfully and his eyes seemed to sparkle happily.
Haris shuddered to see Jasmin acting like a snail of joy. What kind of joyful snail does the cake, Ris?
"He took me on Riiisss road. Lu shadowin, ah, I just want to. Thank you so much, you gave me my number to him."
"Iye iye I already know, by-by don't forget," said Haris lazily.
"Ris, if I were to mate with him, I wouldn't forget you. Anyway you are the first person I will write on my wedding invitation as one of the most influential relatives. Aren't you?"
"Bawel really, like reading tripitaka again."
"Hehe, you're the wukong."
(Tripitaka: mantra for the great apes).
"Thialand," said Haris, then the guy drank his water because the noodles were gone, Haris was not full anyway because he had to share noodles with Jasmin.