Me VS Master
Not Level

Vanya went to the kitchen, took a high clear glass, and filled it with water. Juju and Alya looked at Vanya's sad face from the front of the room scented by the cuisine.

For a moment the eyes met each other, before finally the legs continued to step, approaching someone who had been sitting down drinking a cold drink. Vanya saw the presence of the two, he stopped wetting his throat and gave a smile.

“Udah I made coffee, loh. This is also me already masakin nasi red.” Juju opens the word. “What do you want to fry the rice, mix eggs?”

“I take his coffee, yes?” tymphal Alya.

“No need. I'm on picket duty today, a little overslept when full.” Vanya smiled showing off her white teeth. “This is enough, kok.”

Vanya dribbled again the remaining water from the glass, in the throat. He stood up, and filled the glass again, accompanied by the attention of two of his friends. “I washed the clothes first on top, rather than not a long ago. Got you guys anterin to it aja.”

The woman who could not force her eyes to show her cheerful lips left the kitchen without waiting for an answer. The two who had been left behind, re-united the views, and this time were complemented by the slackness of each other's expressions.

Vanya crosses paths with Vino, as the man deliberately approaches to find out the circumstances. However, it felt unnecessary for him to digest more, because the depression was able to be captured very clearly.

“Where to?” reproof Vino.

“Holy shirt, lah. Yes, brainwashing?” vanya Origin. “Anterin your clothes up, I malls up and down.”

“I'm the picket today. We're tukeran.”

“Ih, ogah! Sunday ration me treatment.” Vanya stuck out her tongue, then left.

Vino turned his head and passed his friend's back. Oxygen is drawn towards the greedy lungs, throwing carbon dioxide, while putting both hands on the waist. “Mau boong how also, still you can not really boong.”

“Hm, master has gone too far to back it.” Vino shook his head. “Who doesn't know if Vanya is slow, her brain can only work one percent? Everyone knows too. But, it does not have to be explained as well.”

“Not all must be talked about, what else knows if it will hurt. Kusubahin fell in love with Vanya, let it kapok!” muttered the man again.

“No sins, swear people? Not ah! As long as the person is not horrified, the sin is not so. Don't hurt anyone?” Vino raises both shoulders, curving the lips down.

Kala Vino was busy muttering, so decided to go to the kitchen to see the breakfast preparation, on top of Vanya had been pacing in front of Rafa's room door. Not wanting to talk, but he wanted to pick up his phone to listen to a song.

Vanya exhaled a rough breath, rounded up the resolve to raise her right hand, and knocked on the door in front of her. However, not until the fingers collide with the door, there is already someone who opens. A face appeared, a great success made Vanya lazy.

"Why again? Don't know the shame, still the same gatel people who obviously never like the same, You?!" reprimand the woman with a towel wrapped around her head.

"You ordered me?" Valen pointed at his own face. "You're a subordinate, there's no command right!"

"Certainly? I have to go in and tease your guy, right? Yes, when your guy really isn't interested, if he's interested?"

"Ngee!" press Valen. "Rafa will never like a stand-up kayak!"

"Hahaha, not self-conscious!" Vanya laughter. "No need for piety, he is also not necessarily in love with you, Grandma Lampir. The proof is, he didn't marry you and just made you a girlfriend. People who are serious in love, will marry without ever wanting to date. Ask to be married there, make proof that he really is love, not just play!"

"HP, You." Rafa suddenly comes out, thrusting Vanya's phone.

"Well, this is the guy! Sana gih asked to be married. At a minimum, ask to know his family, let there be a guarantee that he really loves." Vanya said again. "So a stupid girl, dating is just hidden away."

Vanya waltzes away, Valen pulls the collar of his t-shirt to stop. "You want me to show you that Rafa loves me?" he said, but not too concerned by Vanya—women who actually stared at the screen on the phone.

"Let's see, I'm gonna buk—" Valen's voice was cut off, his lips cupped by Vanya's clumped fingers, like people want to eat without a spoon.

"Yes Ma?" anya said, answering the incoming call.

"Where ever, the phone has gone unanswered three times!" sambar woman at the end of the call.

"From below. What's the?"

"Entar malem dinner. You promised to be known by your mother's choice. Wear a dress, dress up a pretty one."

"Yes, don't forget. But, later if the mate chosen by the mother is ugly, ask for plastic surgery first. If it's handsome, just get married, don't need a lot of process." Vanya managed to make Rafa's eyes open, when landing. "Dress buyin first yeah, I don't have any. If the dance is beautiful, there is Juju with Alya who helps. Just calm down."

Vanya continues to talk with the woman who has given birth to him, giving rise to thoughts in the mind of Rafa who continues to install wide ears. Similarly, Valen, who was not even aware, that his lips were still restrained by Vanya's five right fingers.

"What the hell was that?" The woman hung up the phone, turned to Valen. "Ih, crazy. Your mouth is like a lizard!" he added, removing Valen's lips and rubbing his hands on his clothes.

"I can evidences—"

"Ah, would you like proof that this reincarnation of gas elpiji is in love with you, is that it? If made by a child, the village cat can also. They make it without love, poke here and there. Bye, yeah. Wanna wash your clothes, instead of poison!" behead Vanya, pull Rafa and emphasize the poison sentence.

"Ah, one more. Don't worry I'll have a relationship with him, not my level of what my family. Even if I'm slow, there are a lot of guys who have lined up to get me! Gini-gini, I also have a future husband. So, just calm down. I'm not interested in gini models! Not level!" sharply Vanya looked at Rafa, again the man he pressed a sentence on her who was paying attention without refutation.