If You're a Mate, How else?
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Technology literacy does not mean social literacy. In fact, children today enter Generation Z. All are sophisticated and millennial. The car uses electric power. Signals in people's countries already sat-sat sat-set use 5G. If in my house, even from a long time ago there was a flying saucer. That's also if the Queen Kanjeng is angry again, joked denk. Mama does not do that, just make my ears budeg aja.

But the bottom, next to me, is the A gene. He's totally blind. And like everyday speech, the language is formal and normal. So I don't understand if I'm talking a little weird. Definitely the response 'how do you mean? What tuh?' kuper really MastengBul (Mas half Bule).

Though the MastengBul was in the neighborhood whose children were on slang abis when I saw in his office. Especially work in the media. He should understand the language of young people now. But why is he so dirty? Om-om play the same programming language until you do not know the languages of today. Greget...

And, more destitute, he's like a ndableg. I don't understand that I code. I have to go to the point just like him? Kan's... So how is that...

It's no secret that girls play code. For normal guys, they are usually understanding and sensitive. At least guess what a girl wants. Or they usually ask directly. That's what I'm feeling during my courtship with my ex. Even Nico as well. But why this one om gaaakkk. Wonder.

"I'm sorry that I don't understand slang, Yang," he said, looking at me.

I swear, I immediately said 'B aja' this B language so long so wide. I think if I say meth aja he thought cut if not lontong time huh?

"Yes, the point is now I feel not disturbed by Mas's talk if for example our parents have to meet," I said honestly after tired of explaining the matter of the B.

"But you said it was comfortable. You mean you're comfortable with us like this or comfortable for our parents to meet?" ask her again that I have not answered because of the tense.

"Skip deh Mas for that question. I told you that Mas wanted to step down after our parents met" I said. Maybe he's sensitive if it's done.

"If possible, I want you to still be able to establish a relationship with you. But Mas did not want to make it like yesterday," he replied.

Force me, please...

"What relationship was it? Right now we're in a relationship—"

The Babas smiled widely because of the kegeeran.

"Friendship Mas," I said while patting her shoulder. The Babas was whistling around making me fall apart for a moment.

"Why the hell?" my many.

"You think you're going to answer a special relationship" he said.

"You really want that?" I just feel like I have a chance.

"Yes. But don't want your meaning anymore" he replied, glancing at me.

"How do you want it?" ask again. Try, does he understand that I'm giniin?

"Hm... It's up to you. Mas ngikut's. I don't want to stress or hurt you the same, Mas" he replied.

I took my bottle of drink, "we discuss what the hell is this Mas? It's not clear" I chuckled and sipped the drink I managed to open.

"Don't know. Follow our language, "the Babas took a drink.

"What do our parents do to meet? What does that mean?"

"Silaturahmi, Yang," he replied with a smile.

Silaturahmi doang's? Mending is not necessary. Than I ngarep more.

"If you allow it, I am asking you. But it's not possible, is it?" ask her while smiling.

"Why is it impossible?" my many.

"You... I don't like it, '" he replied.

"Who doesn't like it?" my many. Eh?

"So like?"

"No," I answered quickly. Maddened... Maddened... Crazy... Not to be sensitive to Om.

"As per Mas's prediction," he replied.

IH TUHAAN'S... THE LENGTH MADE HIM CONSCIOUS.

"What are your predictions?" I intentionally muter there. He really wants her sensitive.

"You don't want to, do you?" babas served me patiently.

"Why not what? It's not clear," I said.

"Don't want to lamar" he replied shortly.

"Kata Mas," he answered short as someone else in the interview.

"When do I say what?"

"Don't know," Babas began to fall into his kayak.

"Nanya?" my many.

"What's the?"

ASTAGANAGAAAAA....

"Udahlah. Another language," I grumbled.

The Babas smiled, "you've been out there from now on," he said, making me look back.

"Don't sulk," Babas held my hand gently. Lansung makes me like I can't move.

"Mas started everything the wrong way. You are forcing me to accept. You have to meet with Mas. Force you to come to your house. Now I don't want to make a meaning. But if I ask, would you please answer?"

I nodded like I was hypnotized.

The Babas then took my hand off. "Yang, Mas to the parking lot bentar yes, someone forgot," he said hastily.

I was just gawking at Babas getting away.

Sinting times yes it's Om-Om. I made a heart attack even that.

Long wait for the Babas who did not come, I finally playin hp while occasionally photographing the surrounding environment. Want to go for a walk, not comfortable carrying a totebag containing my snacks. But my gaze shifted to someone who ran.

"Sorry for a long time" with a breath of breath Babas approached me.

"Ngapain the Mas? Kebelet huh?" my many.

"Yes," he answered, grinning.

Losdol. I swear I laughed. Doesn't fit her cold face so much but she's a hobby poop. Duh, there-there's a.

"Lied Yang. Don't worry about it, "he asked me to make my laugh finally explode.

"I didn't expect Mas. Why the hell every time you meet me you want to defecate continuously," I said while holding a smile. "Is my face like a wc?" my protest. Babas laughed, too.

"There-there's you. The future is equated with the wc," he said.

"Yes, anyways, any time I see you I'll have a stomachache" I protested again.

"Who said? I have no stomach pain" he replied. "Barusan Mas lied. I'm in parking because I took this. Forget it, Mas taro in the car," The Babas held out a glass box that looked very aesthetic.

"Here sit down first, Yang." Babas pulled my hand back to the bench.

"Emmm... Honestly, this is my last attempt. After this, I will not bother you anymore. At that time, you were a fool, right? Get married without preparing anything. I understand that Yayang is in shock. But this time, let Mas propose to you the right way. Even though passing the stages of courtship according to your wishes. But the point is little by little we already know each other. Especially with all the problems created yesterday."

"Then before our parents met. I want to express my heart correctly. Honestly, keep your mind up. Even after you asked to break up, all night Mas really can not sleep. It's still mmm... If today's kids say love. Mas—"

"If an old boy told him what would he be?" cut me.

The Babas rubbed his nape, "same anyway," he replied with a clumsy smile.

"Yes already. His speech. Put it up" I gave my hand to him.

Babas smiled broadly as he looked at me, "seriously want Mas lamar?" tanyanya could not believe it.

"If not ma—"

"You want! Just delicious! Have cape-cape created a strategy. Failed time!" he pulled my hand back.

"How do you mean?" tanyaku.

I GUESS I WAS MADE BY MY PARENTS THAT THIS IS HOW....