My One Billion Girl
Chapter 50 Please dong

The ocean immediately stirred the noodles that were already on the table. And slowly tasting even though it is still steaming.

Rasya's hand poured white water for the Ocean. After that he intended to bring his steps into the room, with several times his mouth evaporated.

"eeh, where? play just go. Back!" pinta Samudra without turning her head, she kept her eyes fixed on the noodle bowl.

Rasya slightly stomped his feet. "Okay, sir .. I'm so sleepy, haven't taken this bun off. How the hell?" His grunt.

"You're arguing with me?" the Ocean shouted back, then turned towards Rasya who was standing there with his face bent and his lips parched forward.

Lazily, turning again toward the Ocean. "The head is dizzy, the eyes are only three wat. Tega's right, Mister to me?"

"Sit down! that there?" the Oceanic Decree pointed at the chair.

But Rasya was still standing while looking at the eating Ocean.

Seeing Rasya stand up just made the Ocean sound again in a high tone again. "I said. Sitting down?"

Rasya was shocked, then sat on the chair pointed at the Ocean. "What else? I told you anyway. Cool your voice, don't snap why the hell?" rasya's hands folded on the table and lowered his head there.

But Samudra did not answer but still fun to enjoy boiled noodles that taste delicious and spicy. And occasionally look at the screen of his phone. "Where's your phone?"

For a moment there was no reply from Rasya, who was just a silent atmosphere and the occasional sound of spoons and forks meeting the bowl.

Unresponsive, Samudra turned his head and saw Rasya sticking his face on the table as if he was asleep. Ocean shaking. "Basic .. instead of molor? I was talking too!"

"He ... Where's your phone?" reset the Ocean while bringing the face closer to Rasya's ear.

Rasya woke up to take his seat. "Huh? whahuh? what are you talking about?" rasha asked, her eyes half closed against each other.

"Ck, where's your phone now?" the ocean asked again.

"Huh? my phone?" Rasya woke up and squinted his eyes at the Ocean.

"Yes, where? not for sale, right?" the tannya returned in a slightly cold tone, free with a high tone as well.

"Oh, no. It's in the room!" rasya replied while moving her hand rubbing her extremely tired face. Then it moves to the head opening the jasmine flowers that decorate the bun.

Then look for small clips that combine the bun and the original hair.

"Ooh, I thought you were selling!" the Ocean again.

"No. What am I selling for? what do people make money for? eat here too, Where do you want to sell? I don't know anything!" rasha answered back.

"Then!" Said the Ocean without looking back.

Rasya painstakingly opened the bun, until annoyed and sore both hands. "Difficult, how the hell is this? time on the glue too."

The ocean remains engrossed in eating noodles, occasionally feeling spiciness. "Ha ... h .. spicy!"

But still he spent until the toilet and all that was left was a bowl and cutlery.

"Eu, uh!" The ocean burps as a result of feeling very full. Then sip the drink until the toilet anyway. Sit down to the shoulder of the chair.

But because it can't be alone. Finally Rasya surrendered, Rasya grinned as he said. "Master, please dong .. bukain?"

The ocean looked at Rasya. "What opened? your shirt?" samudra Goda but still with a tinge.

Sontak Rasya covered his chest by crossing his hands. "Bu-not. This is the bun that opened. Don't you see if I've had this kind of trouble?" Rasya looked in annoyance at the cold-hearted Ocean.

"You dare to tell me? who are you anyway? it's good to have a whole mess?" The ocean turned its gaze to any place looking haughty and stubborn, then returned to its mobile phone and pulverized its screen.

"Aish ... continue to ask who if not for you? should I call Mr Ubai to help me? he would help me no matter what, he is very kind and very appreciative of women. Not like you." Rasya grumbled while tugging at his bun which was difficult to dislodge.

Hearing Rasya's grumble comparing himself to Ubai, then his netra Samudra gave a piss.

"Yes, basic. Just disturb." The ocean kept his cell phone. Then shift the sitting position to be somewhat closer to the sitting position of Rasya.

"Your hair smells no?" ask the ocean before moving. Helping Rasya remove the bun while snorting his nose towards the girl's head.

Rasya glared, rounding his beautiful eyes towards the Ocean. "You're not sincere what? yes, no, no! I won't force people who won't."

"Don't you really?" tanya Samudra stared flatly.

"No, no, no" said Rasya as he continued to look for flops in his hair. His heart was very upset, once asked for help gan in response he thought.

"Ck, help! don't wanna?" ketus Samudra, but still moving his hands to Rasya's head, slowly down small flops and open them one by one.

"Also just want to nolong aja, this is it, if you want to nolong someone who is in trouble, must ask first. Are you a pickpocket or not? good people or not? that huh?" Rasya continued to grumble so upset.

"Can you just shut up? don't talk too much, don't talk too much! Don't need a lot of talk, hot ears on this." Pinta Samudra's.

"Will you please, many questions all? as if not sincere," Rasya replied a little sniffy.

"Emang, don't be sincere! why?" then Samudra stopped his hand because it was finished and the bun was released.

Rasya parsed his long hair. "Ha ... finally off also heavy nih head, hot too."

Her Netra Samudra looked at Rasya's beautiful wavy hair. Another with Karin who was deliberately made straight.

"Thank you, Mister?" Rasya turned his head towards the Ocean which instantly turned his gaze to the floor.

Then Rasya stood to save the former Ocean meal to the sink and then again grabbed the bun and jasmine flowers. Continue to rush to his room.

"Eh, why not wash it first?" squeak the Ocean after seeing its former food that is only stored in the sink.

"I'm sleepy, not strong ... Tomorrow only. I'm working on everything." Reply to Rasya's cry from behind the door.

This time Rasya was really not strong anymore to withstand his drowsiness that very.

He immediately laid his body that must have been straight, no matter the wedding dress that was still attached to his body. There was no need with the usual blanket wrapped around it, all Rasya wanted right now was one word, sleep.

No matter what last night's story was. A marriage without a plan especially with a sense of ....

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