Leaning Sweet Me
Wrong again, lost again
" Sister.." Farrel stopped his steps as they walked out of the mall.
" What..?" Metta turned to look at Farrel, and,
" What happened inside?"
" It's nothing, it's just a misunderstanding!" Metta spoke without stopping his steps
" Sister lied" said Farrel
" No, it's just a misunderstanding"
" If you don't tell me, I won't follow you where you're going" Farrel threatened by crossing his arms.
" Yes" Metta shrugged her shoulders and walked back.
" Sister!!" farrel's voice went up a few octaves.
" What, if you don't want to, we'll go home"
shout Metta.
" If you don't tell me I'm not going home "Farrel is no less screaming seeing Metta getting away.
" Oh yes, you can stay as you please here"
" Sister!!" Farrel shouted making people who were near him turn to him.
" If you do not tell me I will go back inside and ask the employee directly, if necessary I will meet the manager or check the CCTV all together" said Farrel turned around, step her foot towards the mall.
" Now, this brother must always be bullied "inner Farrel.
Instantly Metta flipped his body back, with a small run following Farrel who had several steps, blocking his hands until Farrel staggered but Metta also staggered back.
Grep...
Farrel deftly restrained Metta's waist and pulled her "What happened in there just now, until she almost fell down just to prevent me." Farrel's one hand tidied Metta's messy hair.
" Cx yes I told you" Metta released himself from Farrel.
"My heart always can't work together if it's this way" said Metta
" What's wrong, so what's wrong?" close his face right in front of Metta's face. Making Metta misbehave and quickly reversing her body.
" I'll tell you later, now that we're gone I'm hungry" Metta pulled Farrel's hand toward her parked car.
They get into the car, Farrel drives his car following the directions of his lover.
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" This is the place, brother,?"said Farrel when he arrived at the place designated by Metta. Circulating his view is not a mall, not a fancy restaurant, but a place of street vendors. Weigh the blue tent with his simple wagon.
The car stopped, Metta let go of her belt "Ayoo down" he said to Farrel, then Metta opened the door and rushed out without waiting for Farrel.
Metta immediately pulled up the chair to sit down, "Bang as usual huha"
" Eeh, kirain who's mbak, where are you going,? tumben hasn't been here in a long time "
" Ah, yes bang Joko I'm late this busy, not to stop by "
" Bang Marco, it's still Joko Joko" he said with a sigh.
Metta chuckled at her, "Always want to be called Marco obviously Joko too" he murmured softly but still heard by Farrel.
While Farrel who had just pulled the chair looked back at the merchant who looked familiar with his lover.
" Don't use fried onions, right?"
" Haha, you know!" said Metta
" Well, I could forget, mbak beauty loyal customer brother marco that you know" Joko blinked one eyeball at Metta. Makes Farrell annoyed to see it.
" Bang Joko!"
" People are beautiful, Marco"
Braaks..
Farrel kicked down the table, staring intently at Marco Marco's bang. Fortunately, there were only Metta and Farrel.
" What are you doing?"
Farrel poked his eyes at Metta "No why DEAR" emphasizing the last sentence in a loud voice hoping to be heard by Marco bang.
" There was a fly"
" Lah usually in Marco's place there are no flies you know mas,"
" There was a bang Joko, just asked for the fly in the taboo" said Farrel annoyed.
Metta started giggling, "I don't see a fly, anyway,"
" Joko Farrell"
" It's up to his name" Farrel was upset.
" You're jealous, yes" whispered Metta slowly.
" Just think the same brother" Farrel clutched both hands on his chest.
" Order is ready, please"
Farrel looked pensively at Joko aka Marco who was smiling, putting a bowl filled with chicken soto in front of Metta.
" I'm full!"
" Not yet to eat when full Farrel"
" Sister says dong I'm sister's boyfriend, let him know" Farrel rolled his eyes at Joko who was looking at Metta.
" Gosh it's important that he knows" Metta stirred up her chicken soto.
" It's important to me, let's say that I don't want to eat" still holding both hands on my chest.
" Ih, you are!" Metta put the spoon back.
" Ayoo kak said"
" Wouldn't.." Start squeezing lime on the soto with additional chilli on top.
" Sister!!"
" Had it been if you didn't want to eat, I wouldn't have heard the story before" Metta began to bribe.
Farrel patted his own eel "God, I was wrong again, lost again if the same brother" Inner Farrel.
" Yes yes I ate." Farrel finally bribed the food into his mouth. Hup.hup..
Metta chuckles "My sweet boyfriend" rattles Farrel's hair.
Farrel raised the corner of his lips upwards hearing Metta calling him that, quickly glancing at Joko who was busy cutting onions.
" Well, he's not horrified anymore" Farrel murmured.
Metta recounted the upsetting events that happened when she was nominated. Makes Farrell upset too.
" Why didn't you tell me that first, you're being rude let's go there again!" Farrell stood up to leave in anger.
" Farrel didn't have to, let me warn them too"
" Can't be brother, I can't be over if there's something hurt brother, if need be I can buy the salon for brother"
" This cx of yours, you think the salon is as cheap as fried beans!"
Farrel was grunted, "Let's see later" his inner self.
" Oh yeah, we better finish the meal and go home soon"
" Sister just spend it, I'm full" said Farrel holding back the anger in him.
Grabbing the phone nailed her and began to fiddle with her, seen both eyebrows come furrowed then ended with a smile that expands on her lips.
Farrel looked at Metta who was eating voraciously.
" Cx this brother ate it slowly, went where the hell" Farrel took tissue and wiped the lip of Metta.
Metta flinched, her eyes looking at Farrel who was wiping her lips. Once again his heart was beating rapidly when his distance from Farrel was so close.
" Slowly, I don't eat for 3 days" Farrel chuckled.
Metta blinked and fell back down" Duh, make me ashamed, my poor soul seems very tired if you eat again" Inner Metta.
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" Wah.wah it turns out that there are dating here"
Metta and Farrel looked back together.
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