Mahabbah Longs
Krucil Cheers

"Why ... Every time you meet, you cry."

"Why is every other sad, you are nongol."

"Stupid kale ...."

"May ...."

"Witnessing the beloved married in plain sight."

"Don't insinuate."

"reality."

"What about the Kulsum."

"Forget ...."

"It's so easy ...."

"Should. Because it's impossible."

"Didn't he still hope."

"If so. Next week he is married. It's the invitation."

Mustofa issued a pink bill to Rima. Make him smile, laugh at Mustofa's behavior like no burden, left his girlfriend married. He's so easy, suggest me as if squeezed. Maybe because we are different genders.

"When are you back?"

"Don't know. Maybe next week. Mumpung here want to settle for holidays all together."

"May I take you?"

"Wah .. impetuosity."

"But there's a load?"

"What ...."

"Temenin me at Kulsum's wedding."

"Terms accepted."

"The soul of time."

"For sfor. I think it's a fun pastime."

"You're very pretty tonight, too. Not inferior to Naura's sister."

Hearing that word, Rima looked at him sharply with a gaping mouth and a laugh that she could not bear.

"Ups ..." the out-of-control seduction from Mustofa's mouth. And now he wants to delete it. But Rima heard.

"You're eavesdropping on our talk ....."

"I don't listen intentionally."

"You dodged."

Mustofa laughed.

"Okay, yeah ....."

"The answer is forced."

"How else. Saying no, you don't believe."

Rima laughed loosely again, while covering her mouth.

"Already, too late I'll seduce you."

"Not ordinary ...."

"Wooing?"

Mustofa looked up at the sky, "Yes."

"Really .... But I'm gonna change girlfriends."

"It wasn't me who left them. But they're the ones who left me."

"Pity ...."

"That's it too."

"I think I just fell in love once .. and failed .. that's it."

Rima silence. A moment later he looked at the sky as well, which was beautiful with stars. Then his eyes closed. From between the corners of her eyes, a clear look of dew dripped softly, flowing through her cheeks once again.

"I'm sorry" while handkerchief.

"What's wrong." she replied shortly after wiping away the tears with the handkerchief Mustofa offered.

"It is not good to cry in the midst of a happy friend .... "

Rima was silent. He looked at Mustofa with nothingness.

"We enjoy eating, yuk. Hunt out later." invite him who makes Rima laugh.

A moment of crying, a moment of laughing.

Actually pity. But how ....

Oh my God ....

Please him ....

His heart prayer, looking sad at the woman who is now in front of him.

Mustofa lost the word to cheer Rima who until now has not been able to move on.

"Come ..." welcome Rima, "But not here."

They had not yet moved from their seats, scattering 3 small children from the door. Running around each other around them.

"Goddessa ... You guys still haven't slept, too, it's already malem. Tomorrow's bad luck ...."

"Mama hasn't told me to go to sleep yet .... Why is it that bothers." replied Devra representing his friends.

"That's your papa's mama with a lot of guests."

"Om same aunt also doing here ... Why haven't you slept" Noval added. Make Mustofa confused looking for answers.

"Here is beautiful, beautiful for the moon." replied Rima trying to avoid.

"really?" the words Devra and Noval are almost the same. The three of them directly faced their faces upwards, looking at the bright sky by the moon and the shining stars.

Quietly Rima and Mustofa walked quietly without a sound leaving them. Not even ten steps away, it had to be stopped as well by the cry of the three.

"Hayo .... Where are you going ...?" ask third. Making Rima and Mustofa look at each other. Nich son .... There must be sich .... Ruin the mood, grumbled Mustofa.

"Find me something."

Finally can't help but, to not be frank with these krucils, this impromptu nephew. Being an atmosphere changer that was originally syahdu, blue, belonging to both. Now they have to change their own.

"Ikut ..." they said in unison. Ungoverned, the three marched towards the parking lot. Where is Mustofa's car.

"Ijin used to be with your parents." cried Mustofa, but apparently not digubris.

"Om the only one who permits, they are busy." replied Noval representing.

Rima really made a happy smile by the adorable behavior of the three.

"Please follow them. I'll call his parents first."

"Yes." answered Rima.

With wide and hasty steps, he chased after the three. While Mustofa was busy contacting Ulya and also Hamdan, just to let them know that they were carrying.

Shortly after, he followed to the three. It turned out that they were patiently waiting around the Mustofa car that had not yet opened. Including Rima who was sitting on the block on the edge. While telling something to Devra who listened to him with great seriousness.

"Here you go." take Mustofa while opening the second door.

The three of them entered happily, as if they could not wait to get out of the enchanting atmosphere. In the middle of an adult party.

Before long, Rima also followed into the car, sitting in front, next to Mustofa.

Gradually he ran the car away from the hotel, where the party was taking place. It's good, too, they're coming. The bus becomes Rima's consolation because of the wound.

Along the way, they were constantly chattering, playing happily. Sometimes play guesswork or something. Rima was also the target of the question. Inevitably, he had to think following the path of their minds. Not to get punishment from them. But the kids, they always win.

"We won ..." they shouted.

"Where aunt can win, 1 against three. Cheat it ..." refute Rima.

"The beginning of the rules is already there."

Mustofa, who heard their argument, laughed happily.

"Now I ask a question. If you can buy some cream ice."

"Ashiiiik ...."

"Beige es what tastes good?"

"Strawberry ..." replied Novi.

"Not quite right."

"Mango ..." replied Noval.

"Not ... not yet .. Come what?"

"Wine ...."

"Not yet ...."

"What is dong Om ..."

"Nyerah .. nyerah .. nddak so buy this cream ice?"

"Yes ..." said they were disappointed.

"My taste." said Rima.

"really so. Means aunt Rima who got ice cream. You guys don't ...."

"Yes .... Make us yes Aunt .....!" beg them with plain faces and grovel.

Who can stand your seduction like that. Not with Rima.

"Yes .. yes .. that's for you" replied Rima.

"Asssyyyyiiiiik ..." he shouted, making a scene.

"Thank you very much, Aunt Rima, just bought it."

"Thank you, good-natured aunt Rima."

"Together."

And they finally got what they wanted. Ice cream by aunt Rima.

"Np ... Om .... It looks like a malem market. Let's just get the cream ice in there, how about it?" ask Noval.

"Yes Om .... Tomorrow we're back. Pingin dech, enjoy the comedy play here" said Novi memelas.

The second appeal, making Rima and Mustofa distraught. This event really belongs to the little slaves (borrow the term brother Ros). No longer belonged to Rima.

Get out of the plan ....

Ach already ....

Importantly, Rima was amused and delighted ....