
A rumbling stomach is a state that cannot be controlled without putting in food that can clog the sound to the outside. Want to stand, sit or lay even if it comes to want certainly can not be held.
"Nyiuiuu .. nyiui .. gruiiiik ...." The sound I could hear clearly even though it did not get into the room Afni, but farted another matter. Farts can be held or released slowly, gradually little by little so as not to make a sound.
Perhaps due to the effects of squatting fatigue, and the fear that whack when almost caught I did not realize farting out at the wrong time. His voice was free to shake because no one was holding him back. Circumstances crouching, what can suppress his voice.
"Yes, I also heard a sound like a fart." Rima again convinced Azmi's hearing. Afni has not yet made a sound. Maybe he's looking for an excuse.
If Afni wants to admit again that my fart is her fart, that means she's now rocked. Threat of eating sir. The prestige that tormented itself. Who told you not to admit your own cousin. Here it is.
"Are you the one that farts?" allege Azmi to Afni.
"Which sounds of fart? I didn't hear anything!" You may have an acute ear disorder. The sound of a fart as big as a goose groan he did not hear.
"Yes, there's a voice not yet clear what sound but like a fart."
"You heard wrong times, it could be the sound of vehicles outside, or the sound of truck cars that your teeth opor think the sound of fart." It is clear that there is a stage four ear disorder. He didn't hear my farts at all.
"Maybe, too," Rima asserted Afni's rightful justification.
"Eh, do you know that the nursing class sister passed the vocal organization selection?"
"What's? The hell time escaped? His voice is ordinary." The news of my innocence is bad news for Afni. He didn't want his cousin to have any achievements. If I become a vocal member then easily people will get along with me and that could threaten his reputation.
Hm ... ! It stinks of my fart. I almost asphyxiated. I closed my nose, unable to accept the smell of fart myself. Don't-don't be rude also come along, how smelly. Hopefully not. Hopefully this is just the effect of mostly eating fried yam at school. I shook my hands trying to get rid of the smell of fart that was still floating in front of me, do not let the smell go into the room Afni.
"Yes, he got away and his name was at number one which means he was the best participant selected this time." Rima's explanation makes me happy.
"Indeed, the sound is good. That cannot be denied. I admit it too. But why is it that I'm even more unhappy that he's on our side. He could be a threat to us. If he stays together then we're a little hard to break through the big events." Complain Azmi.
"Don't talk about him, I'm lazy to remember him. Make stomach nausea tau nah." As much as possible you avoid talking about me.
"How does anything smell?" Rima spoke while covering her nose.
"There is a smell of fart." Azmi also began to realize it.
"Emmm ... " Afni did not comment but covered her mouth with a pillow.
They just talked about me but even the smell of fart can not be compromised. So curious to know their response to me and the reason they made me a person to be hostile.
I have to go to the room. It's not safe here. Danger lurking. I stood up and walked around.
"I guess it wasn't the sound of the vehicle but it was the sound of farting, who the hell was farting?" Rima began to suspect.
"Yes. It stinks. I wonder who the hell is out there stalking us?"
The sound of Azmi's feet stepping towards the door. His hand was holding the door. I skimmed and sped up the pace as fast as I could. The doorknob's on the turn and I'm still in front of Afni's room. I'm sneaking faster and ... .
Azmi opened the door when I reached the room.
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This hunger is getting uncontrollable. My stomach is starting to wrap. I have to how while Azmi and Afni are still here.
Magrib's gone but they haven't come home yet. What the hell were they talking about till this night not coming home either. Can be*****me if they are staying here. Soon if aunt Yusnita comes home, and asks me then the secret of Afni will be revealed. You will be ashamed of yourself with your friends.
But if aunt Yusnita comes home and everything is revealed, it will be a benefit for me. You will be ashamed of your friends and will eventually get better with me. Azmi and Rima will also stop insulting me for not feeling good about you.
There's nothing to lose if it's all finally revealed. I'd better turn on the tivi, enjoy the exciting sound contest show while waiting for my dear aunt to come home.
"Hey, good night." Message from Radea.
"I'm not bothering you, am I?"
"Emmm .. No, just relax again."
"Congratulations, you passed the vocal selection."
"thank you. 😊"
"We'll be practicing together often."
"Oh yeah, nice dong." I said back then.
I don't know why Radea is cool, can play a musical instrument. His height with his athletic body, his shoulder field, his thin beard are attractive, and from the vehicle he has signifies he is a money man does not impress me at all.
"Do you like it when you see me often?"
[Ihhh .. what the heck, how the reply is like that. I don't know what to reply to. Say what huh? When I say yes, I am ashamed. Oguhhh ... If I say no about what was Radea's response.]
"Not really."
"Continue saying 'good dong' what does that mean?"
"Well, if you practice together often means I'm going to sing along with music and it's good to practice my vocal skills."
"Oh yes Maiza, may I play at your house sometime?"
Waduh, the danger is if you agree to Radea's request. By casually want to play here, we will just know.
"Can. But later yes."
"Who says it now."
"Who knows if you'll come now."
"If you accept I'm coming now, yes I'm going there now, let alone me at home, you've got no friends."
"Basic, for yourself that's why you want to come here. Do you know my house?"
"Yes know."
"Origin, where do you try?"
"On Jalan Jendral Sudirman No. 22 right?"
Waduh, Radea knows the address of this house. My position is not safe. One who knows I live here and live with Afni then it will all be over. Fix I'll get kicked out.
"Yee, wrong."
"Just me. I know how you live on General Sudirman Street, right?"
"You're wrong 😋"
"All I can do is hide? Can't I just play there?"
"Do you know where I live on General Sudirman Street?"
"Know from the entry form of Maiza Kartika's vocal organization! 😊."
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