Liebe Zu Maiza's
Farting Sound

Azmi opened the door, I could see her feet from the gap of the table legs, the place where I was crouching to hide my body and shut my mouth because it was still a shot of the fallen urn country. These eyes were on standby watching Azmi's foot movements.

The fallen urn was scattered in front of me. If Azmi sees the pieces of the urn and approaches him then my history is over.

He stopped right at the door, weighing Afni's request to intercept him. Oh God, don't let Azmi step outside.

"Azmi, don't look it's nothing, anyways in this house there's no one else but the three of us." Afni continues to try to intercept Azmi.

If Afni's efforts are successful, she not only saves her own reputation but also saves her underworked cousin, who is eavesdropping on her secret.

"So much as I said who's the jerk?" Azmi took her hand off the doorknob.

[Hopefully Azmi does not come out, hopefully Afni can intercept him. May the suspicion disappear and re-enter, so that I may return to my room immediately.] Millions may be crammed in my heart, I continue to pray skyrocket the word hopefully while closing my eyes. I hope I can survive the reach of the three of them.

"Nobody said jerk, maybe your hearing was problematic" Afni accused.

"I heard it too, someone said asshole." Rima is in favor of Azmi.

"Geez Rima, silence cake or intercept Azmi too," I grumbled, my position increasingly threatened.

"You just misheard!"

"There's no way that Rima and I could have misheard at the same time. There are two pairs of ears, the time of the two pairs of ears is all problematic," Azmi said, he was increasingly sure not to hear wrong after Rima admitted there are people who say jerk. And there was, I said, hiding between a table and a big urn.

"I told you," Afni confessed.

"Mahaha ... Afteri admitted my mistake, know how you feel." This heart laughs wickedly at Afni's misfortune. So the consequences if not willing to admit his own cousin.

"But his voice is from the outside, not from the inside." Azmi tried to find the kebebaran.

"That's the effect of the wind coming in from the window of the room. Ma-af ya Az, I said Om Indra jerk."

"What's true, just now you said no one said 'fuck' now you even confess," Azmi said. Apparently Azmi is hard to lie to. He must be a liar.

"I said Az, I didn't want to confess, but because you wanted to get out of looking for someone who said you were a jerk, that's why I confessed."

Azmi still did not accept the Afni excuse. He still stands on his belief that there is someone else in this house, and indeed there is. I was the one who was squatting eavesdropping on their secrets.

"When there are other people in my house, even if someone says Om Indra is a jerk besides me, what try the reason? Who's the guy?"

"Something's wrong in this house. I'm sure there's someone else besides the three of us." Azmi shuffled a step, her feet had already crossed the door.

Jatung increasingly pounding hearing ucapab Azmi. Bulu kudukku set the line. Sweat in the forehead is getting more and more months. I'm in danger. Azmi's feet moved, she stepped out.

"I still doubt, what's outside?"

"There's nothing Az, I just don't want you out."

"You know for yourself what the risk is if anyone knows we're dealing with Om Indra?" Azmi's voice was a little slow but scornful.

"Look I know." Afni's voice weakened.

"There can't be a single person outside the three of us who knows this matter. It's about Om Indar's reputation and our reputation in school. Who does not know Om Indra, the owner of a classy record label, difficult to find and only orbit top singers, while the three of us are still nuts and want to be famous soon. Well for that I dare to risk entering into the life of Om Indra and ready to help him approach the woman of his dreams. So I hope you guys can keep this a secret. And I'm sure someone else is hearing this. There's someone besides us here, I can feel it."

"There's nobody but us. Mama and Nurul are again outside. It's just your feeling for fear that our secret will be exposed." Silent, Azmi digested all of Afni's lies, Rima convinced herself and tried to accept that she had heard wrong. While Afni was anxious, she again convinced Azmi with the reasons she made.

"Because Om Indra is a jerk." Hearing Afni say his idol was dikatai jerk, Azmi inching closer to Afni. Relieved this feeling when Azmi's legs were no longer visible behind the table legs. As soon as Azmi comes in I'll move places. If here continue to be a danger of his business.

"What do you mean by Om Indra's a jerk?" Azmi pulled back the doorknob, heard him throw his body on the sofa, where Afni and I used to spend watching while snacking, but that was when everything was still going as expected.

[Yes, Azmi attacked Afni, you are sure to******repeated with your own friends.] There was a little happiness in this heart hearing Azmi yell at Afni. I swiped my chest, finally the door to the room was closed.

I have to go into the room again. The thirst and hunger that had been whipping away were gone. I slowly stood up but heard Afteri talking again about his son of a bitch Om Indra whom he attributed to the embarrassing incident that night, I stopped standing and went back squatting in the first place.

"When Om Indra drove me home that night, she insisted on kissing me, but I didn't. If I refuse she won't clear your way to becoming a singer."

"Is Om Indra threatening you like that?" Azmi's voice rose an octave. It seems like the situation is getting more exciting to listen to.

"Yes, that's why I said Om Indra's a jerk."

"It's impudent Om Indra, just look, if he dares to deceive me, deceive us I'll make calculations on him."

"But Az, you don't have to tell Om Indra this problem. Let's just say you don't know and let it go like awla's plan until we can finally become famous singers."

"But Af, Om Indra must obey the rules of the game. Can't dong like he's like that."

"If we keep quiet that night, Om Indra will follow the rules of the game. Let's just say that night Om Indra did nothing less pleasant to me. We just focus on our goal."

"Yup, as long as you don't mind. Let's keep this matter."

Finally the situation to eavesdrop safely back. Just drop the stomach that was hungry rumbling, due to the slow squatting I also throw the wind accidentally.

"Pruuuttt."

"That's a fart, isn't it?" tanya Azmi convinced herself this time she did not mishear.