Naria "The Sweet Miss of the Charlotte Family"
Sop for Arin candidates

Speech is prayer. And now Manda's speech becomes a prayer that has been granted by the creator. Starting with a stuffy nose, Fay tried to get up from his sleep, snatch a towel and go into the bathroom.

Ouwf!. Feeling cold in the morning is common, but why this morning feels so cold. This time Fay chose to take a bath using warm water, a very rare thing he did.

"Hatcu!!" this young man sneezed down the stairs.

"Bi, is there a cold cure?."

The servant who was about to cross paths with him nodded"There was a Den. Aunt take it first."

"Bring to the dinner table, Bi."

"Yes Den."

When he sat down, his head felt heavy. Fay almost fell if there was no Prana who welcomed his body.

"Lho, it's hot for you."

"Fay's head is dizzy" he said, pulling fluid from inside the nose, because the flu hit.

He takes her to the doctor, but Fay refuses. Finally Manda called the doctor who used to handle their family.

"Kualat right, so don't like to bully parents."

"The one who cursed Fay."

"No tuh."

"Yesterday night Mamah said sick. And now Fay's sick" pulling the blanket because her body started shivering.

"Then you're ingetin."

"That can be a prayer. Especially if Mom talks."

Manda held Fay's forehead"Well, I'm sorry. You are also stubborn, living nerima Arin is very difficult."

"Arin doesn't want to be with Fay. How Fay wants to get to him."

"If it turns out Arin wants to be with you, how?." Manda asked expectantly, wishing this a good start for her son.

Reversing the body staring at the wall"It's Mah's morning, don't dream."

The words of the son made Manda pout.

"Fay sleeps yes" he said.

"Yes, Mom wants to call someone first. Let him take care of you."

Fay turned around again looking at Manda"Who?. Don't tell me Mom's gonna get Arin here."

"Hemmm, it's okay" to put the fingers under the chin, Manda's attitude looks like Fay's. Mothers and children are only natural if their behavior often looks the same.

"Can what?."

"As you say, speech is prayer." Smiling mischievously, Manda passed from before Fay.

"Mom!!. Fay don't need Arin!!" yelling, but no one cared about the scream.

At school...

Nari always looks at her fingers, because there is a ring of love sign Kai there. Febby and Arin grow tired of watching the young Miss' monotonous movements. Time and time again looked at her then lowered her hand, only to stare at the ring.

Greta becomes a new member of this Miss society. A scene that makes the heart of his former best friend warm. Nari's bluff makes them unable to prank Greta. Similarly to Udin's threat, the young man threatened to spread their footage while smoking cigarettes behind the school.

While Rivan, thanks to the helpers of Nari, the rope of love that had broken is now connected again. Even the bond of love is getting stronger, with a growing sense of mutual understanding. Distance is no longer a barrier between them, it makes the vibration of love more turbulent. This is what is called rarely met will add to the longing.

And Udin, now it ends with Greta. While the other bucins can at least still be called good friends, even though there are words that do not know the filter.

"Once his love is the same brother met my big." Greta plucks the salad inside Arin's bushel. Oops! rantang belonged to Arin's future in-law more precisely.

"Chose, I know how your big brother met you that was your target."

Nari's words made Greta smile wryly. That's right, so he can't kink"Finally saucy."

"Wuuu base of the female cat" Arin exclaimed pulling a bushel in front of Greta.

"What, you're not a female cat?!."

"He's a big cat" Febby took the salad from Arin's presence. Makes Arin pout. Supply in tilep, in the word cat garong too, how not to pout this chick.

"Ck! doang salad was taken. You guys order what you want. I paid today." The aura of the young Miss instantly dazzled the eyes of the other three young Misses. Leaving the salad, Greta, Febby and Arin went straight to the food booth. Ordering the food and drink they wanted. Nari just bobbing heads, they like they never just snack.

While chatting while eating a meal, Arin's phone rang. Turns out the mother, told me about Fay's illness.

"Certainly??" he asked, with a heart of hearts.

"Yes you look at him dong."

Akh!! words that Arin avoids. And now the mother of the valley asked him to visit Fay. He refused, but was afraid to disappoint his mother. I don't want Arin to agree to that. Not wanting to come alone, Arin intends to invite Nari and the others to visit Fay.

Nari and the others agree to visit Fay, with Arin. Yet....

"Mommy said I should bring him some warm soup."

"Buy at my restaurant. The soup was delicious" Febby gave the idea.

"Can't buy."

"Keep?, you have to cook yourself?."

Greta's words are taken by Arin.

Ogh, this is a disaster. Because no one can cook among these young ladies. What about that warm soup?.

"Begging your father to teach you." Again, Febby gave advice.

"Ck, Fay's got all the pain. Ngerepotin is a child. After all, your mommy is good at cooking, I have to make her soup." Arin grumbling. If he makes bread, he can. Because his daily life is spent in the store, helping his father and mother make bread. As for the dishes in the kitchen, the Father was in full control of the matter. He and his mother were often connoisseurs, with the chef's father. Hanggini is not unable to cook, but Carlos prefers himself to mix warm dishes for his family.

"So how?" ask Nari, because Arin still looks confused about the soup.

"Saran Febby can too. I asked Dad, let's go home to school and I'll go shopping for that soup."

"You guys are shopping" the door coincides with the sound of the bell ringing. Signs the break is over.

"Fetus snacks yes" Greta said.

"Easy" said Arin published a smile on Greta's face.

There is a special pleasure when Greta gets a treat from Nari and Arin. During this time he always had to pay for other people's groceries, and when with the Nari gang it was inversely proportional.

To be continued...

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