MY HEART HAS DIJLEB-JLEBIN YOU
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The sound of a drink that was swallowed quickly immediately returned the facial water of Nia and her fellow colleagues who were originally pale. Sports class is a disaster. Sports shirts that show the curves of the students' bodies and sports movements that are often used as "jokes" for students, making the official sports class a disaster class!

"Look at Pithecanthropus Erectus's face and his minions. Very rude anjir." Vina sneered, "Why do we have to be the same class as that lewd trio anyway? And why did Esa and Falah move here too?"

"So stupid is that." Nia.

"Silter." Vina is moving. "They've been laughing so rich that it must be talking so dirty."

"Let's go. Look dong their faces increasingly charred because of his sin is already lumer."

Spontaneous Vina. "Udah yuk ah. Change clothes to the canteen. Today I want to eat …"

The right choice. Indeed, rather than thinking about what Ikbal's suspicious laughter and his minions meant, it was better to rush in line in the changing room to then fill the stomach in the canteen. Nia and Vina were seen walking towards the cafeteria. After circling around one by one the food cart, Nia and Vina finally pulled the seat of the soto noodle bogor merchant.

"The isolation is separate, ma'am."

The merchant mother nodded in response to Vina. "His drink was pesen belom?"

"Udah, Mom. It was red bean ice there. He will be brought here with his brother."

"Oh yaudah for gi–, uh, Mr. Denar. Soto one noodle, lots of tomatoes, drink fresh ice, continue to be escorted to the Kepsek's room on the second floor."

"Yes, Mom. But today I want to eat somewhere," Denar replied to the merchant's mother with a smile.

"Please, sir." The merchant mother hurriedly wiped one of the empty tables. "Please, Mr. Denar."

"Here you are, Mom." Denar pulled the chair beside Nia. "I can join, right?"

Nia smiled forcefully. "Oh, I can, Ka-eh, sir, I can."

It's disastrous! Right, this is a real disaster. All pairs of eyes in the cafeteria as crowded as the night market were suddenly fixed entirely on one of the tables behind the cart. And if the mobile cameras of the difficult creatures are ready in the position, tomorrow surely the name Nia will again occupy the top position in all the search fields.

"Where? You feel at home here?"

"Huh? Oh, yes, Ka, uh, sir, at home." Again, Nia smiled forcefully.

"Thankful for that." Denar started stirring the contents of his food bowl. "It turns out you're not just great but you've changed too."

Spontaneous Nia turned to Denar.

"Soalah recently I'm glad you're afraid of me. Though you used to rent me alone," Denar added while sliding the tissue box.

Nia choked, and reflexively pulled out a piece of money tissue Denar had just shifted.

"Everyone is going to change. But I didn't think you'd change that."

Nia cleared her throat, "Ka–, uh, you still live in Kemuning?"

"No. Now I live around here."

Nia glanced at the ring on Denar's ring finger. "Mmm, are you married?"

Denar. "My son three. Guys two girls one" Denar was silent for a moment. "But boong."

Nia again chokes, this time followed by Vina who considers herself a potato. Pimply. Could-can be a tissue box belonging to the mother of the trader soto noodle bogor ludes because Denar who did not immediately lift his legs. The problem was that Denar just stirred up the contents of his bowl and just excitedly questioned Nia. And of the many questions Denar, the last question is the most fitting dubbed disaster!

"Why are you doing it with Zaim?"

"Huh? Uh, mmm, that, that's, that's, um, privacy deh, Ka– uh, sir," Nia replied to Denar.

"I'm just worried, and I just want to keep it up." Denar put his spoon on the fork. "The real chowok won't touch you before it's halal." Denar looked at Nia. "And that real guy won't make you date. Because dating is an express path to adultery, Dek."

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"Ready. But which office, Den?"

"Zeth."

"Ready slide, Den." Mr. Ucil, Zaim's personal driver immediately started the car engine leaving Andalan Teladan.

Exemplary Mainstay? Yeah, the new Nia school. Two hours ago, just after an evaluation meeting of his hotel employees, Zaim rushed to Nia's school. Not to take Nia home or take her to lunch together, but to relieve anxiety. For some reason since opening his eyes this morning, Zaim felt very uneasy. And so far the main trigger for the various emotions that Zaim feels is only one, the lover!

And apparently Zaim's unrest is not just an alarm from his mental complain asking for a break. The unrest, apparently referring to Monica, Nia's older sister continued. Zaim arrived at Andalan Teladan along with the return bell and, Monica. Instead of stopping Monica whose goal was clear to meet Nia, Zaim instead asked Mr. Ucil to turn right and park his luxury car in the bushes.

Before long, Nia and Vina appeared from the gate of the Andalan Teladan. Monica got out of the taxi, walked half-run to the two new prima donna Andalan Teladan, and talked about something that managed to make Nia get into the taxi. Zaim only watched from the glass of his car that was opened half, without any intention of doing anything. Just futile. Yes, because sooner or later Nia will meet Monica.

"I can't hide him forever."

"Agreed, Den. Long ago Non Nia will definitely know," replied Mr. Ucil to Zaim. "On Den Zaim bribe Chairman Rt Kemuning with his citizens to hide Non Nia from his mother ju–"

"Also it will be long before glare."

"Rubber, Den."

Zaim took a breath back. "What would be the consequences if he knew I was bribing them?"

Mr. Ucil was silent for a moment, seemingly thinking. "It depends, Den." Mr. Ucil was silent again. "Kalo Non Nia hates her mother that there will be no consequences. Kalopun there must be small. But on the contrary, yes seriously, Den."

Zaim. "He must have asked to break up."

"Yes don't want to be cut off if Den Zaimnya like."

"I don't like it. But darling."

"Different, Den?"

"The word expert love is different. Likes are demanding things. Love gives and receives each other. Dear, be sincere."

"You can tell his love expert Den Hendri what Den Bastian, Den?"

"Mario Teguh" said Zaim.

"Oh, it means really. If the expert love Den Hendri or Den Bastian mah do not be trusted. Wong cah loro kae ora knows wedoan, Den. Mung podo mutik merkicuk but raiso digugu*."

*The two boys never knew a girl. Just talking to me, but I can't believe it.

"That means?"

Mr. Ucil cleared his throat, "It means to believe the same Mr. Mario Teguh, Den." Mr. Ucil cleared his throat again, "There continues to be a task especially for me, Den?"

"Continue monitoring Salih with its citizens. Report their movements to me every day. If anyone acts straight on."

"Ready, Den."

"Keep Den Zaim already have a plan for example later Non Nia actually asked to break up?"

"Yes. Back off."

Spontaneous Mr. Ucil shouted, "Kok so much as Den Zaim struggle for Non Nia? Love, Den. I've setaun pa–"

"I mean back off the car."

Mr. Ucil reflexes on the brakes. "Eh? Here, Den?"

"No, but there." Zaim appoints KUA. "So my plan is there."