My love is Talented by the Pasar Soleh Thugs
sweet sweetness has criuk

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bismillah

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the time of only 2 weeks not only makes me and Rama busy preparing for our marriage, it feels endolita, fortunately not so busy, every task I just do, at rest sometimes my book brought to the cafeteria..campus friends ,??? maybe only Airin I invited, not me who was busy inviting but even my brother who invited his friends like Satria, Titus and Andri are also some of his other senate friends including the senate chairman who I think is a little mysterious like a member of the mafia ka Miftah...

today I will go to the printing house where Rama works to choose the invitation card, maybe I should take a taxi because Rama said today he is very busy ,let me just not tell you than later he's gonna call all his friends just to pick me up and take me to the printing press

" Ra..loe sure ain't saying the same guy loe if you want to use angkot.." said Airin who already know the level of Rama's possessiveness since I told him about the tragedy of Satria and Mahesa, who have been living in the city, Airin had also witnessed Rama's mischievous behavior that examined all parts of my body because I was knocked by my mother while waiting in line at the food stall

" be sure..."

" but yes ..mening don't have to be a blooming guy again until call Paspampres to pick up loe.." I just screeched glancing at Airin and then looked back at my duty.

" Ra.already sii ...! relax, it's a task for next week, right..." Airin sipped her strawberry juice until the last drop made a sruutt sound....

" already sist...it straws have been deflated because of loe sedot.kenapa ga all loe gares (kunyah) aja anyway tuh strawan, jilatin tuh glassnya...."I criticized Airin's habit

" great idea...!!!" he flicked his finger" sa ae.loe emang my horse lumping.." she said.

" the lumping horse ate Rin's bell.not eating straws.." I replied.

" now have changed, Ra kuda lumping eat spaghetti." replied Airin then.

I rotated my eyeballs

" uhhhhhh swear the guy loe was rare.. Ra...kalo is still single already uber uber until the end of the world was I kejer.." said Airin.

" dry..!!go after Rin.." I argue

" eh si ka velly aja if Rama wants to pick up loe likes to spread the charm of Rama , there are many girls here also the same frequency ka velly...Ra's...Ra...ckckckckck, the charm of the male candidate loe...." Airin stared in awe straight ahead like he was imagining the object being talked about

" my prospective man Rin.ga do not loe shadowin.. let alone loe ciwi ciwi here Mahesa aja like.." I replied remembering the incident yesterday.

Airin shuddered in horror.." uh.geri me.... Ra...loe ain't sick of what's that look like??" ask Airin

" no more nausea I've almost fainted, disgust me.." answered me.

my phone rang, a notification from Rama who was already in the printing press

" Rin..There's still no class ???"

" there is no Ra.pak Bambang ga enter today, sick him..."

" if so I first deh Rin.mau to his place bebeb emeshhh I.." said in gumushh.gumushh kan while pinching chubby cheek Airin.

"yuu.gue anter deh.entar loe kesandung,trus Rama brought his market thugs again to anchorin the campus.." joked Airin who put his hand on my shoulder.

" emmmhhhh basic.there must be a desire nih.." My lips curved.

" hahahaha loe know aja deh Ra, emang loe my best friend, Ra.. salamin make them Rama yes who is his name .. emmhhh Gilang ya.."

" there is no .. Gilang already have a candidate bini.I replied, Airin manyun.

" friendship is like a cocoon.." a line of Airin song lyrics sing.

" yes ...kepo and kempong ..kaya loe.." I replied, Airin chuckled, because he was busy joking accidentally Airin hit someone's back.

"hunk..."

" awssshhh ..oh..sorry.. sorry.." said Airin as he rubbed his eyed swipe, the man turned around, that's ka Miftah, with his cold face.I and Airin gulped with difficulty saliva.

" sorry.sorry, I didn't intentionally...." Airin looked down, while I was still staring fixedly at Miftah, the man whose hair he tied back, indeed his hair was slightly long pressed by his jaw which was wide enough and formed ,but the word student here is the attraction .

oh here it is.yg his name is ka Miftah, ice cup ....

" if the road is not joking.other times the heart of the heart.." said ka Miftah flat.

wew..plywood board nih..ada yes people this flat...

" and you..!! why did you see it ???" ask me, I'm stuck " huh ??!I'm ka ???" I pointed at myself

" yes you are ! why ??you like me ???" pedunya

"hihhh sorry yes still far Rama where .... Rama I mah as sweet as honey, kalo bitten by a cauldron of pillow cake.." My mind is grieving.

" sorry ka.sorry if I am presumptuous.." I bowed, defeat does not mean to win, it is an absurd saying that Rama always said...

" that's why we'll excuse you." ask Airin not to prolong the problem.

" wait..!!what's your name??" his hand held my hand

" don't hold it, not public property." I answered taking off the page, but it seems he was entertained as evidenced by his smile...

" Narasheila Restu Al Kahfi." I replied, Airin glared at me, because that's not my name.

" you're Akhsan's sister, right ??" her question lowered the earphones she was wearing, I nodded lazily

" i remember your face yes..."

I raised my eyebrows next to "not all home addresses, same phone number as his shoe number ??" ask me to challenge

" you...!!!"show me Miftah

" Ra..already come on, ,loe ga know him anyway.." whispered Airin pulled me to stay away from the man who wore a thick jacket , like an eskimo his face was pale white like a dead man, his appearance and stature were okay.but big no..!!! gini's sick man was made senate chief.

" excuse me,, please...!" Airin immediately ran to pull me, avoiding the war between me and ka Miftah

" the guy nyebelin so it's become the senate chairman ...liat just look like he's been the guy's cake sick..pake want to make my face again for what try ???" sewot

" has Ra..ga need to be extended lah.loe ga know she is a national taekwondo athlete, she is also a coach of several Dojo.she participated in the bond of BEM in Indonesia, Indonesia,what I hear he also has a position in a famous motorcycle gang in Bandung..."

" ew...!!!!if that's why it's not included in MURI's book if it's as good as that "my word rotates the eyeballs "hhhh I want to meet prospective men, do not mess with my mood...."

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" bye... Ra....!!" pekik Airin while waving as I got into the taxi

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I stared at the street behind the windshield and imagined Rama's sweet smiling face, not until half an hour until I arrived in front of the building of a printing office, Rama who I told you about , waiting in front of the office

" luck....!!!" I slammed into Rama's arms

" suttt !!it was still day ..not yet valid either.." chuckling near my ear.I moved away.

" but if you ask may be.yu come in.." he asked, I saw the name tag hanging around Rama's neck.

" cieee, employee...!!! " whispered me along the corridor

" cieee his future wife employees.." reply Rama.

we went into the graphic design room, Rama's work desk there.at the front end of the glass so that the view outside the office was clear, there were several other employees, ' he said ,rama's coworkers were among the students like Rama and were all male...

" heid...."

" ha'alaikumsalam....."

" hey.dude.so this is the prospective campus chicken.." laughter created, maybe this is their typical joke.

" know me Damar temen one cell Rama "I frowned

" this will be a rich cell.one small room gini with creatures like this.." he replied pointing to every corner of the room that is not large size I laughed.

" heuuhh kamp*ret, ,loe thought I was seneng, the same room loe that rich mouth firecracker match.." replied Candra... Rama smiled at the clumsiness of his friend while taking some sample invitations

" here sit ..select..! this I've made some of you just choose it.." pinta Rama who opened the lid of a can of soft drinks and drank it, he also thrust a bottle of cold water for me, Rama does know orange juice and water is a drink that I always drink nothing else...

I researched one .. but one that caught my attention the design and color seemed luxurious...

" Ram, we're invited, right??" ask Damar...

" exactly!!..bring the envelope that is slippery.." answered Rama, called Candra "the most, the debt structure that Damar entered , do not arrive at Rama Loe's wedding bring kresek mar, and the most,feeling insulted I'm a temen loe..."

" i like this one Ram.." My choice fell on a maroon-colored invitation card with a gold accent, shaped like a banded album cover.

" you like it ??" her question sat beside me, I nodded quickly

" okay ..later your loving High School Temen yes..want to invite who ??on the list??" ask her

" yes, I love you." answered me.

" yes, have you eaten yet ???" I shook my head

" that's what we eat.it's 3 o'clock as well." he asked ,

" Ram, we weren't invited...??" damar Whine

" sorry yes want to manage first the future wife so that later dapet the first night hawt....!!"rama replied, I gave a small fist, a crisp laugh was heard from the room

my choice and Rama fell on a warteg that was not too big but crowded, we sat down and chose a side dish for a rice friend

" abisin ..eats , do not throw away ,mubadzir.had been paid..!!" her laugh

indeed that is Rama with all his advantages, more dear money because it is difficult to get it...!!hehehe ....

" the invitation will be more one ..do not first be given the name so that I will be alone who love" said Rama while burping

" aaa... Thank goodness...!!"

" who do you want to invite ??" much

" special guest." she replied half in a whisper, I frowned.

" poo..!!let's be a surprise...."

" Mahesa ?? Kirana ???"

" it is not that it is already on your list." replied Rama.

" oh yes Mahesa's problem,, tell her to delete your photo, Ram....." I whine, Rama laughs "is there any ??" tannya

" know she made your face into wallpaper hp her.." sewotku.

" yes, let me delete it !! are you jealous of Mahesa??"

" i'm horrified exactly, tomorrow he'll try to take you from me." My lips curled sour.

" the real one that..I still like the fruitful fruit of the chest rather than the berjakun..ngeriii.." laugh Rama , dimples his cheeks add sweetness Rama beat the sugar palm...sweet sweetness has criuknya...