Kepinc Love Om Duda
05

The rented house inhabited by seven beautiful girls immediately felt full when the courier had put the boxes into the living room. In fact, the other girl who lived in the house until the buzz when she saw the many things there. This time Marwa was shopping that much. They think Marwa won the lottery.

"Geez, you're shopping a lot, Mar." Martu—Markonah One—looks in disbelief.

"It's not me." Marwa answered lazily. He sits on a chair with his hands closed. His lips were pouting, and looked lazily. It made his best friend wonder.

"Continue?" Martu's forehead shriveled deep. Staring at Marwa so demanded an answer.

"Eitherway. Suddenly there's a call from the courier."

"Well, don't-do that handsome Om who sent the goods to you, Mar. Crazy one! Don't be Sugar Daddy." Martu is on his own.

"What's a Sugar Daddy? Sugar Papa? Why not all Oil Daddy, oil mumps are expensive," said Marwa.

"Not oil anymore, but lubric*s," said Juminten, who was busy opening a cardboard box containing snacks.

"Jeez, Jum. Your mouth can not really just do not think to sono? My brain has been polluted since I lived here."

"God! Brandonah Brielle Edan—"

"Eden is not crazy!" cut Marwa ketus.

"It is different from one letter doang," said Juminten.

"Weh, different one letter remains different meaning, Jum. Your name is Arrabella I changed to Annabell want? It's a one-letter doang, isn't it?" Marwa smiled cynically. He felt satisfied to make Juminten silenced himself.

"I'm talking to you." Juminten also resigned. Talking to Marwa does sometimes upset her own heart because the girl is smart to corner others with her words.

The three of them were finally busy opening the boxes which mostly contained light snacks. However, not yet finished all the cardboard is opened, sounding banging on the door that is very disturbing the ears. Martu lazily opened the door to see who was coming. Martu's face was suddenly sour when he saw Zubaidah—the son of the contract owner—standing at the doorstep with both hands folded in front of the chest.

"You have to pay for this rented house!" Zubaidah was no less fierce, but Martu did not tremble in the least. They are used to fighting to make Martu no longer care even though Zubedah is the son of the contract owner.

"Pay? You're young and I don't think you're senile. We still have a month to live here." Martu's finger pointed to the floor as an affirmation.

"I don't care anyway! Mending you guys pay now or next month don't contract here again!" Zubaidah threatened and he was sure that Martu would be scared and give him money. Honestly, Zubaedah is currently in need of money to buy makeup supplies.

"No papa. We can start another rented house." Martu still replied casually accompanied by a grin.

Zubaytah looked nervous. If they stop contracting, Zubaedah will get angry with his mother. Sekar—ibu Zubaidah— is very firm and fierce, but Zubaidah actually became the son of the opposition. Looking at Zubaidah's frightened face, Martu pulled the corner of his lips. He was sure that Zubaidah would not dare anymore. Such a girl must occasionally be fought so as not to be more insolent.

"You have to pay this contract! If not please lift your legs next month!" Zubaidah passed away, and Martu laughed. He was convinced that Zubaidah actually did not dare to go against him.

After Zubaidah's shadow was no longer visible, Martu immediately closed the door shut. Martu's lips grumbled, every time Zubaidah came his blood pressure suddenly rose because he was very upset and had to argue with the girl.

"Why is it, Mar?" asked Juminten who was busy opening one of the smallest cardboard by himself because he was curious about the contents.

"Well, the debt taker's coming." Martu threw his body on the sofa and opened one of the snacks and ate it so that the emotions in him slightly decreased.

"Just let's just, anyway. He is that. Doain aja cepet can be guided," said Marwa. Take the contents of the snack held by Martu.

Juminten gawked for a moment when the cardboard held had been successfully opened. However, after that he chuckled to himself to make the two Markonah feel astonished.

"What's wrong now, Jum? Don't tell me you're suddenly crazy?" tukas Marwa looked at Juminten full of search.

"Gue nemu fruit-flavored candy." Juminten lifted the small package in hand while holding back a laugh.

"D*n! That's kond*m oe!"