My Match in the Hands of Duda Somplak
CHAPTER 12. The Shit Day

While his mother, or who is often called Mak Ita, who from late afternoon paced almost like a broken iron, because He was alone with his mother from 12 pm, until the afternoon that had changed with the night, but not yet home.

Did he forget his house. Ah no way.

Or he got kidnapped, apparently not! Because let him be so shrewd in the affairs of the jotos menjotos.

Is it possible to hang up at his theme house, and not if he also has to go home if he wants to go to work.

Well, it could be him, stuck in his friend's house.

About that is what is in the mind of Mak Ita.

Need a free phone.

Want WA also free, how can it? can dong, because HP with the Samsul Brand in use Mak Ita, internet quota run aground. Because of seeing Jayanti's vidio clip.

Almost half an hour, Mak Ita paced back and forth unclear.

"Well, this is what else, why is the chair here" Mak Ita stumbled by the leg of the chair next to her.

"It hurts, it's really a chair! Make flattered legs" Mak Ita continues to curse.

"What a flattered Mak."

Dough, auws..

"You're really making a sled head." Umpat Mak Ita on Edo.

"Mak's part what's there, what's it going to look for?" Edo, who had just returned from his friend's house, found his mother talking to herself, and when his mother said a flattering word, Edo immediately asked.

"This is because the chair is flattered."

"Good Mom! Tripping Mak, tripping. Not flattered, guess what soap opera." Edi is only able to stroke the chest while allowing the vocabulary used by his mother.

Where the story tries, stumbles. Turned to flattering. ⁇ ️

"You are complicated, different people with the same letter j d. That's just in the trouble.

Ck..CK.. Seen from the look on Edo's face that was holding back upset due to wrong mention.

Not without reason Edo felt very emotional when in every mention of something, Mother's tongue always slipped, and if told the tip will make them silat tongue.

"Ah Mak, I'm in first." Edo said, because he did not want his business like the railroad getting longer. So he had to go into the room.

While Mak ita, unceasingly cursed. Because the clock is already showing in the number eight more, but he has not yet been seen coming home.

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At the resto.

"De, you look really lackluster." Say wrong tattoo of his coworker.

But He only sat there without saying anything to his friend.

It can be said that he was too tired because from noon he had not rested, an embarrassing incident in addition to Mother Rosma's speech made him more weak and dizzy.

How not, Miss Rosmah gave him a vow if one day there is no man who wants to be with her and make no behavior, if later married only with his son.

It is not the prayer of an exegetical parent, that is what is in the mind of the girl named Him.

"Dee!"

"Huh, uh yeah, why,"

"Aish you are, yes, at the invitation to talk even dumb."

"The hell."

Because he felt like no one was talking to him, be shy. And his mind was ringing while he was at the mad boss' house.

"It's nine o'clock when we're done." His friend's proposal, because their clock came home at ten so when the needle showed at number nine they were all getting ready to beberes.

"OK." Other friends timpal.

Before long they were in the dressing room, and put their work uniforms in their lockers.

A second his three friends stared strangely at him.

How not to look at him with a strange taste, the person wearing the clothes he was lying.

"Bec,"

"Aish, sucks. Don't ask me why my clothes are dirty! All this because of your crazy boss, so that's how it's going."

But all his friends misunderstood.

"You guys don't think bawdy like me."

"Cock, can!"

"Eh, that, anu, eum."

He became misbehaved when he became clear in speaking.

"We need an explanation, you're no longer a sugar baby, are you."

Layers.

"Ogeb's pain, complained Nindi. Because I just got a story from him.

" Somebody told me that my mouth looked like a brake cake blong." Annoyed Him.

Her friends may think that far, and if she is what kind of girl they have in mind.

"Want to."

"You remember not a while ago, I was asked to make masakin plus have to banter it food,"

"Oh yes I remember."

"This is gini's story."

He also recounted an experience that for him was very bad and very, very make people climb trees. Aih, wrong. It means ride apitam, yes ride apitam.

"Nah bogono story and finally you guys can be alone, this same dress pants belong to Maknya, Maknya is a bit fat while I'm flat."

Shhh..

Ssst.

When He explained the chronology of himself wearing a clothes of mendodorant. His friends there are menoel and some are giving other signals. Because without realizing it his boss leaned on the door board with his hands crossed, to hear what swearing he put out. Moments and before, Adi had gestured by sticking her index finger on her sexy lips.

"Ekhem."

"Hem."

"you cough yeah." Without him knowing who has been coughing, and thought if it was his theme who was coughing.

Ouch mampus me, why this ogeb talk continues anyway, the inner friend one.

Aish He, can't be you yeah, his inner second friend.

Here's the child if you talk like a finch cake, nyerocos mulu from earlier. Don't know if the boss from earlier had almost wanted to nelen people. His last inner friend.

Ploc.

Ploc.

Ploc.

"Good, you guys."

"Ma..." He did not continue his words, because he heard someone clapping.

"Bye.." Again stopped, because Adi had interrupted first.

"What!"

Hehe.

"Why laugh, is there anything funny."

"No sir."

Everyone answered with the same answer.

"Your compact printers."

"Yes dong sir, what else is at work. It's obligatory on that."

"Good as I like, included in the gibahin people yes, let alone the people around here."

The four teenagers were silent for a moment, and tried to gulp even though it was difficult.

"Do you want me to fire."

"Don't Sir!" say them again.

"Gee. The more compact yes. Then I'll fire you!"

Now they are all bowed down in lethargy, because of him, his three friends were exposed to the sap.

"Sir,"

What!"

"Don't jutek, it won't work."

"You... Really outrageous huh"

Adi clenched his hands together, feeling that his level of patience had no level, and now there were only curses and anger left.