Love, After it Ends
Bab037's chat. She Again

The day continues to change, as well as Rahma's activities always run without obstacles, even though she is monitored from home, she does not let go of her responsibilities as the owner of the restaurant.

After considering his brother's advice at that time, he finally decided to stay home, occasionally going out if there is a need or just eliminate his fatigue.

After finishing writing the next chapter, Rahma then casually opened her sosmed account to surf briefly in the virtual world. Accidentally Rahma saw a new follower on her Instagram, she squinted for a moment.

"Alan" murmured slowly.

Without following the account Alan then Rahma out of the sosmednya and keep the flat object on the nightstand next to his bed.

Then he got out of his bed and went out of the room to the bottom floor to fill his stomach that had been rumbling. Of course Rahma was hungry it turned out that time had shown at half an hour one afternoon.

"What's the tea today". Rahma asked her assistant.

"That's no sop baso, chicken rica-rica same shrimp balado" replied his assistant.

"Oh", said Rahma, then she passed by from the side of the dining table and walked towards the kitchen. Then he opened his refrigerator and took one plastic jengkol.

"Neng Rahma would do what.?" asked his assistant after preparing the lunch at the table.

"I want to fry jengkol tea, delicious rich, in the same sambel and salted fish, uuhhh" said Rahma while laughing.

"The message from yesterday was always in the refrigerator, kirain has mang jaya" said his assistant.

"I bought tea yesterday, just a tumben yesterday there was a greengrocer passing by so I bought deh" said Rahma, then took a knife to peel the pinched skin.

"Yes, let me help you."

"May tea, if so I want to make my own ah sambalnya" said Rahma then he again opened the refrigerator and took the ingredients to make sambal.

Both are soluble in their respective work, Rahma who likes smelling foods that make her diet high, curiosity and add, and add, moreover, the same green snake aka peute Rahma is good at eating the stinky food.

"Assynoltom... What's this smell.?"

Suddenly Zein came waving his hand in front of his nose.

"Waalaikumsalam". replied Rahma and Sumi together.

"Bau-bau is good ya bang" said Rahma while chuckling.

"Don't think you've forgotten the same food" Zein said later.

"Just son, food as delicious as this where I can escape" kekeh Rahma.

Then he brought fried jengkol, fried sambal, also salted fish roasted, he took it to the dining table using a tray.

"Let's bang, we eat together, it's at the table already ready to make brother eat" he said, then he passed towards the dining table.

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After lunch, Rahma is now ready to leave, just looking for fresh air in the afternoon and will pick up her adopted sister Dina.

Yep! after considering Rahma finally raised Dina as her sister, of course, with the approval of Zein the brother, who on the other hand Zein was looking for Dina's biological parents.

Rahma also came down from the top floor, black jeans combined with a blue shirt tosca, black sling bag in line with her jeans into her simple outfit, plus white shoes further refine her appearance. With her hair in the ponytail showed her white neck.

"Where are you going Ra,?" ask the brother who was sitting quietly on the sofa in the middle room.

"Find the wind bang, stay at home all you want to pick up Dina." he said.

"That mouth already does not smell bad right, fear that later there will be a guy no acquaintance, uh his mouth stinks, unethical dong time pretty-beautiful mouth smells jengkol." janda the brother with a laugh.

"That's good!. Don't you already smell good, I have an antidote."

"Siaappp commander" Rahma said as she held her hands above her eyebrows, as if honoring a flag.

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After Rahma picked up Dina earlier in her campus, now the two of them sit in a city park, drinking ice boba cappucino the second was joking lightly and sometimes laughing, whatever they were talking about.

Without them realizing there was a figure who noticed the two, he wanted to immediately meet his rain woman, but how the way, the time suddenly came and joined the chat there. Finally he only saw the woman hoping the woman turned her head and greeted him, but the woman did not look at her.

"Sir, I want to eat this cimol, there is no yes that sells around here" said Dina on the sidelines of the discussion.

Rahma looked around at all the salesmen in the park, and when Rahma looked back, she saw the cimole cart that Dina was looking for.

"That's Din's cimol, let's go there and I'd like to"

Then both of them moved from his seat to approach the cimol brother.

"Bang, the cimol is two packs yes" Rahma told the cimol brother.

"Ready neng, want to mix the potatoes, no.?" bargain with that brother.

"May I get mixed up, you want Din." Dina nodded her head without making a sound.

The moment the two wanted to return to their original places, suddenly.

"Rahmas..?"

Rahma turned her head towards the source of the voice calling out to her.

"You're here too, who's who." asked the man in succession none other than Alan, his former lover who decided unilaterally without wanting to hear the explanation first.

"Main, look for the wind, same with my sister." replied Rahma

"When I play here too, the boss at home continues." replied Alan wrongly.

"Yeah! You said sister" asked Alan with a frown.

"Well, something is wrong" replied Rahma.

"Ahh e-no, Ra can I join you guys." said Alan finally ventured.

"Duhh sorry yaa, not that I am arrogant, but this is my event with my sister, can not be disturbed" Rahma replied firmly.

"Oh that's it, mmm I can't ask for your contact" said Alan again ventured to grab Rahma back.

"Duh sorry Lan, I was in a hurry, next time yes yes.yuk Din later we are late" said Rahma as she pulled her hand Dina who wanted to feed the cimol.

After both of them were in the car while eating the cimol which started to get a bit cold.

"That's who was mbak, kok mbak rich who was lazy so he was invited to chat with him" said Dina.

"Former time in college first" Rahma answered straightforwardly while eating her cimol

"Oh pantesan mbak rich that males nanggepinnya let alone fitting he asked for contact mbak, must be the problem used to be big yes mbak." guess Dina by showing off her teeth featuring a jaim smile.

"Great banjanggg, someday mbak story in, now we go home" said Rahma then turn on the engine of the car.

Dina just nodded her head without answering Rahma's words.

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