My Match in the Hands of Duda Somplak

My Match in the Hands of Duda Somplak
CHAPTER 87. RETURN THE BEAUTIFUL BAG


The waist crumbled from slipping in the bathroom, making him feel excruciating pain.


Haikal hurriedly put on his clothes and did not want to get any more daylight due to his delay.


Ten minutes later Haikal was tidy with his clothes.


This is not a world of shame, and it is not a real world like the ones in novels. Where the assistant is also wearing a tie shirt, here Haikal is the same as Adi. They wear clothes like people walking around. Jeans, short-sleeved clothes combined with a jacket, do not forget the shoes look ordinary but the price reached pocket.


One word while in front of the mirror 'perfect' after taste enough. Haikal came out of the house with a limp leg next door.


The road is quite crowded by motorists and cars. Make Haikal must feel stuck, because the morning hours are filled by the breadwinners.


Duh shit got stuck anyway, Inner Haikal.


Haikal was constantly nagging in the car, as the clock continued to increase during the day.


Hufs.


Finally Haikal heaved a sigh of relief, because it was not stuck in traffic. Now Haikal is in front of the house owned by the girl who was nicknamed the chatty girl.


Brakes.


Haikal closed the car door and immediately knocked on the closed door.


Geck.


Geck.


Geck.


"She wait a minute." The sound of someone from inside the house made Haikal no longer knock on the door, and sit in a chair next to the door.


Chequek.


"Who are you looking for?" ask the man and he is estimated to be 15 years old.


"Can meet the same Beautiful," Haikal said to the teenage boy figure.


"What is Mas, my brother's girlfriend?" ask the teenager again.


"Eum, yes." Haikal answered because he did not want to be constantly invited to chat by the teenage boy in front of him, so Haikal chose to tell lies.


"Beautiful Mother is taking a bath, but wait inside." Said the teenager, whose name was not known.


Haikal nodded, and followed the steps of the homeowner to come in.


About 15 minutes, Beautiful has come out from the back.


"Elu," admonished Beautiful.


"Yes I came here to send this, last night missed in the car. Want me to drop off at night, I'll finally deliver it now." Haikal gave the bag to Indah, and Indah received it with a bright smile.


"Yes last night I also just wanted if my bag is not in my hand, thank you." It was lovely to thank Haikal.


"Tumben said thanks!" exciting Haikal.


"Say wrong, don't say wrong! your true intentions early in the morning have been fighting me," said Indah with his upset face.


Crutches.


Crutches.


Indah turned her head when she was just about to turn her face away.


"That's your stomach?" beautiful Tanya with her stupid look.


"No! that was sura rante breaking up. Time yes already know the voice of the stomach is still it!" haikal exclaimed with his face holding back the vexation.


Kasian is also a person, he is a true singles. So you can be sure if you have not eaten, beautiful mind in the heart. It was also an expression of gratitude because Haikal wanted to deliver a bag containing valuable items.


"I happen to be cooking fried rice, you have breakfast too." Pinta Indah on Haikal to enjoy breakfast with family Indah.


"In what order, why do you grow good with me."


"Keep according to you, did you ask me for poison!" with a slightly raised voice Indah said to Haikal.


"Don't say much, the hunt now you have breakfast and don't protest, understand." At once Haikal was silent and followed Beautiful, because he was very hungry too.


At the dining table there is a simple menu, but Haikal does not care what the menu is cooked by Indah.


"Mas, sorry for the potluck." Sounded sister from Indah apologized for being on display on the table that is the menu terleplok and nasi goreng java.


"It's okay, it's more than enough." Haikal said with a smile.


"Oh yeah, what's your name?" ask Haikal.


"I'm good at it, Mas. Lf...."


"Call Mas Haikal" said Haikal.


"Good Mas."


After that there was no conversation, as the three of them enjoyed breakfast.


The three of them have finished breakfast and will leave for their respective activities, and Bagas also said goodbye to go to school.


"Sister, Bagas left first." After that Bagas kissed the hand of Beautiful and Haikal with reverence.


After the departure of Bagas, now they both live on the terrace. Then Indah also just realized that Haikal walked with limp legs.


"It's why, the way people's cake runs out into the stamp?" ask the beautiful Haikal.


Before answering Haikal sighed, after feeling it was new enough he replied.


"So waking up in a hurry for fear of being late, uh fitting in the bathroom salto." Instantly the sound of beautiful laughter echoed across the terrace of the house.


"You yeah! if the edges laugh at me, I have to ask" Haikal said with an annoyed face.


Instantly Indah was silent because she was not feeling well, because she laughed at Haikal.


"Try here I see," said Beautiful because really he did not have the heart to see Haikal walking with limping feet.


"You what," Haikal replied.


"Don't bacot dah ah, herein your feet."


The beautiful one first sat on the tile, and asked Haikal to follow him.


Aaaaa..


Sakitta.


Help u!! Mak.


Haikal continued to shout wriggling in pain.


Crepek.


Huaaa.


And the last one heard the sound of Haikal leg bones in order by Indah.


"It's a man what a sissy anyway, gini doang yelled at the cake people in buntingin." Haikal was furious, as his voice made his ears hurt.


"What a sick fool, you don't think it hurts! uh ... This is not sick anymore yes," said Haikal who held his leg and squeezed it. With a smile on her back at the corner of her lips made Indah want to kick her.


"What!" Beautiful immediately glared at Haikal because furious, just now he shouted now even smiled indistinctly.


"Thank you for your beauty Haikal ... Escape," said Haikal after mengoel Indah chin and ran towards his car.


"Ooi. Don't run away, you crazy man." Beautiful unceasingly swearing because it had been upset by Haikal.


With a rough rub of his chin that had been touched, he passed away going to the room to pick up the bag, as it was about to leave for work.


With an arrogant heart, for helping Haikal. Not that he was grateful to even run away leaving Beautiful on the terrace.


"Let's see later for sure I make the same calculation of people," grumbled Beautiful.