NOT JUST FRIENDS
Episode 251's

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BLLLURFF!. Fania spouted out the drink she had just wiped. Andrew helps Fania wipe her lips that were hit by a mocktail spill as a result of being shocked to hear Elle's remarks about betting. God immediately found a tissue for Fania.

“Are you okay, Heart? (You ga what – what, dear? ).” Asked Andrew who was afraid Fania was choking.

Fania shakes. “I ga what – what.” He looked at Elle. “Furlet, kegatelan emang.”

Andrew looked at Fania in a standby position. Instantly remember the behavior of bar – bar the wife during the incident in the room Reno at that time.

Two Js are the same. Same – is the same as preparing himself if the Kajol tau – tau ngamuk same girl named Elle it. ‘Somewhat's in Kajol's brain right now.’ Into them both.

The gods look ordinary. Still watching after giving Fania a tissue. But he knew the woman he knew named Naomy, very much hate when harassed. While their other – friends still remain in an awkward position, because it looks like the current atmosphere has touched the personal realm.

“Elle, you shouldn’ talk like that, okay? (Elle, you shouldn't say that, okay? ).” Andrew now turns to Elle. “Look, I’m really sorry if Fania had offended you, she just doesn’t know you that well (I'm sorry, if Fania has already offended you. He just doesn't know lo very well ).”

“I don't like ya, you apologize to him, on my behalf let alone. I don't want to apologize to him.” Fania made Andrew look at her.

“Heart. Anyway he's my friend.” Andrew tried to make Fania understand.

“So? ( So? ). Potang – mentang he temen you, he can arbitrarily is it odd with you?. Does she know I'm your wife?.”

Andrew took a slow breath. “He was like that, Heart. The please? Don't fuss here?.”

“I don’t feel offend, Andrew. Don’t you worry. I can understand, maybe she is jealous to me (I'm not offended, Andrew. Don'worry. I can understand, maybe he's jealous of me).” Elle told Andrew with confidence.

Fania looked at Elle. “Excuse me, what did you say? (I'm sorry, what did you say? ). Me? jealot? To you? (I'm? Of jealousy? Same Lo? ).”

“Heart, already. Please?.” Andrew tries to distract Fania from Elle.

“I just said, Fania maybe. (I'll just say maybe, Fania ). You don’t need to be upset if you really are not jealous to me (You don't need to be angry if you are not jealous of me ). Grow up, girls. Come on? (Adult dong. Come on ).” Elle half chuckled.

“Elle, let’s cut this off, will you? (Elle, stop this, okay? ).”

Andrew was a little bit difficult. Because on the one hand is the woman he loves, the other one is indeed a friend who is quite familiar and good to him while at University.

“Fania, Elle. Come on girls. We’re here to have fun (Fania, Elle come on. We are here to hang out together and happy – happy ).” Jeff joined the fray because he himself was also friends with Elle. While John and the Gods were still silent and paying attention.

“Andrew, I don’t feel that I’m starting anything with your wife ( Andrew, I don't feel starting trouble with your wife ). But, you’ve heard it right? She’s the one who try to involve me at the first place (But you heard right? He who started first ).” Said Elle who felt innocent. “I’m just telling the truth that we’re friend and close. Just it but she’s started to get jealous and insult me (I'm just saying the fact that we're close friends. But she was jealous and started insulting me ).”

Fania looked at Elle with an incredulous look. “Lemes so resilient mouth.” Mumbled Fania, who was only the men who were at home with her who understood her grunts. Andrew looked back at Fania.

“Udahlah Jol, do not look for a fuss, okay?.” Jeff told Fania before Andrew spoke.

“Dih, who's looking for a storm?. He was the first one who adored men. Where did you glue his mouth.”

“Enough, Hearts. Please ( Enough, dear. Already ).” Andrew and Fania looked at him.

“Jol, already Jol.” John patted Fania on the shoulder slowly. The gods are silent.

Elle sounded out a sigh. “Look Fania, I really don’t have any crush to your husband okay? (Denger ya Fania, I don't have excessive feelings of affection for your husband). If I want, I already make him mine before you (If I want, I've made him mine before you ).”

“Wah actually lemes this ductile bristle.” Fania again. Andrew and the two Js looked back at him. Udah began to standby one, while the God began to smile with a meaning that only he himself understood.

“Elle. Just stop okay? (Elle, stop please. Yea? ).” Andrew said to Elle.

Elle nodded. “Okay. I’ll stop (Alright I stop). But one thing should I say here to you Mrs. Andrew (But one thing I want to say to you, Mrs Andrew).”

Fania did not speak.

“Elle.” Andrew wanted to stop Elle from speaking. Actually, he wanted to approach Elle, but was afraid that Fania would even misunderstand.

‘Hopefully this saying lady ga provokes the Kajol.' Inner John.

Andrew seems to code Jeff to get to Elle immediately.

And Jeff seems to understand.

“Elle, come on (Elle, come on ).” Jeff tried to get Elle away.

“Why, I’m the one who should left? (Why should I go? ).” Elle who felt unacceptable did not want to follow Jeff who invited him away.

Andrew nodded slowly. ‘Same – equally stubborn.’ Inner grumbling. “Then we who supposed to leave (Then we better go ).”

“Continue what you want to say to me before (Continue what you said to me earlier ).” Fania did not want to move even though Andrew had taken her and wanted to take Fania away from there.

“Fan, stop.” Said John.

“No, it’s okay. (Let's relax what – what ). Isn’t it will become impolite if we don’t let a person continuing what they want to say? (It's not polite that we don't let someone continue? ).”

“You are absolutely right (You were right once ).” Elle responded to Fania's words. People – people who are with them also do not want to interfere. Just shut up and pay attention. Unless these two women in the cold war start using violence, it just feels like they will take action. Disassociate. Especially try?.

“Okay.” Timpal Fania is short with a face that doesn't matter.

“Talking ‘bout politeness, I think it will more polyte if you ask an apologize to me, cause it’s you who started. Instilling me? (Talking about politeness, I think it would be more polite if you apologized to me, because this is all you started. Insult me, right? ).”

Fania smiled cynically.

“Looks, I heard someone was trying to bring you down, Naomy.” The Whisper of God and Andrew noticed it.

Andrew asked with his eyes to God and the – man just sniffed his shoulders.

“Do not provoke him, Wa.” Said John.

“I won’t say any apologize to a woman who has no dignity. Trying to kiss someone husband with a pool match. Huh, so funny! (I'm not going to apologize to a woman who doesn't have any self-esteem. Trying to kiss someone's husband through a billiard match. Hah, ludicrous once ).” Fania's Sahut on Elle.

“For God Sake, Heart. Enough. Let’s out from here (For God's sake, dear. Enough, Let's go). And Elle, did I tell you to stop? (And Elle, didn't I tell you to stop? ).”

“Are you afraid your husband lose from me? and let you see him kiss me? (Are you afraid that your husband will lose to me? And make you see him kiss me? ).”

“Damned, Elle. Stopit! (Fuck, Elle. Just stop! ).” Andrew took to forcing Fania away from there. Fania held her body.

‘It looks like something bad will happen.’ Inner Jeff.

“Heart, come on (Dear, come on ). I beg you, Already.” Andrew said and again tried to drag Fania.

“Me? The afraid? (I'm? Afraid? ).” Fania flashed a big smile as she spoke to Elle who was opposite her. “To you? (Same as you? ).”

Fania took Andrew's hand from her, and Andrew rubbed his face rough while taking a breath.

“Heart, don’t ...”

Andrew again wants to persuade Fania, but Elle is speaking again.

“Okay, let’s stop this argument (Okay, let's stop this debate ).” Said Elle with a smile that seemed disgusting to Kajol. “I won’t ask your husband to have a match with me, if you think with that (I will not invite your husband to compete with me, if you really mind it ).”

‘Belom this point must be the talk of the tenacious feather.’ Inner Fania who predicted Elle's gelagat.

“Let’s have a friendship match (How about a friendly match? ).” Said Elle, who according to Fania's assumption that the woman would still continue to talk. “ Don’t worry I’m not asking your husband (Don't worry I didn't ask your husband who competed ).”

“You can still continue the match Elle, but me and Fania are leaving (You can continue to compete, but me and Fania will be leaving soon).” Andrew.

“Well, too bad. I just want to ask your wife to have that friendship match with me (Sadly. Though I want to ask your wife to match friendship with me ).” Elle is still nyerocos.

“Hah?.” Sahut Fania's.

Fania speechless.

“Andrew is a pro in this game. Because he knows me so well untill at least I’m quite good as him ( Andrew was very pro with this game. Because he taught me so well until yes at least I can be as good as him ).” Cerocos Elle again.

“Do not serve, Jol.” John tried to remind me. “Do not be rash and embarrass yourself lo later.”

Fania did not answer John.

“Come, Heart.” Andrew again tried to take Fania away because of John's words.

“A long time ago I didn't see Gumdrop.” Gods arrived – arrived whispering in Fania's ear. It made Andrew and the two Js a little astonished at the God whispering to Fania and one corner of Fania's lips lifted after the God whispered.

John moves his head at the Gods with Andrew still watching the Gods who then smiles – smiles after whispering something to Fania. “Not what – what.” Sahut Dewa relax.

“Lo don't provoke him!.” Andrew said to God.

“In other words, you challenge me? (In other words, do you nantangin me? ).” Fania responded to Elle's words.

Elle chuckles. “ I didn’t challenge you, okay?. Friendship match! (I don't bother you, okay? Friendship Match! ).”

“Heart. I told you already. Now go home.” Andrew was starting to look upset. Either Elle or Fania or in the current situation. Ah I don't know. What is clear is Donald Duck Puyeng at this time.

“Let’s make your Friendship Match Happen, then (That's what you said Friendship Match ).” Fania and Elle smiled. Andrew clucked and two J rings – bells. While the God widened his smile.

“Both of you! Stopit! (You two! Stopit! ).” Andrew finally started to get angry.

“Bold woman – dare to ask for a kiss from my husband in front of my eyes, it has already nudged my pride as your wife.” Fania spoke in Indonesian, which of course only Andrew, J and Dewa understood.

“But I don't like you like this.” Andrew Sahut.

“Do not see if you like.” Fania chimed in without looking at Andrew. Focus on Elle. Andrew only let out a sigh that saw Fania's face whose jaw seemed to harden at a glance. He was afraid Fania happened bar – bar instead of even match billiard. While his brain thinks what Fania really knows about the game

the sodok ball.

This is no longer a friendly match. There is this match that the result is one party who will be humiliated. That's what Andrew and those who were looking at Fania and Elle thought.

“I accept your invitation for the Friendship Match you’ve said (I accept your Friendship Match invitation ).” Fania. And Andrew looked resigned. He knows the character of Fania more or less similar to his character. Obstinately. Abstinence withdraw said – said.

“Just one game, okay? (Just one time, okay? ).” Andrew said as he looked at Fania and Elle alternately.

“Okay.” Elle Sahut.

“How ‘bout the bet? (What about the stakes? ).” Arrived – arrived God nyeletuk who immediately got a look of horror from Andrew when the man was already standing near the table that separated the distance Fania and Elle.

“No ...” Andrew interrupted.

“Just like her first bet ( Like her bet at the beginning).” Fania immediately grabbed while pointing her index finger at Elle.

“THAT’S THE SPIRIT! (THAT'S CALLED SPIRIT! ).” The gods seem very happy.

While the atmosphere that had begun to melt, again tense after hearing Fania answer the curse of God. Elle was quite shocked while the others were stunned even more so Andrew. With the exception of Gods, of course, who look happy themselves.

“I don't want to, Heart!. What's – what?!.” Andrew immediately protested to feel himself a betting material. It's even better if Fania loses and she has to kiss Elle. “And lo Dewa, lo do not like – sorts!.”

“Are you okay to see your husband kiss me? (Are you going to be okay – if your husband kisses me? ).”

“We’ll see about it (We'll see later ).”

“No ‘’We’ll see’’. Yes or No? ‘cause you have to responsible to every single word you say about the bet (No ‘we see later’. Yes or No?. Because you have to take responsibility for what you said about betting ).”

“Don’t worry, I’m a woman with a word (Do not worry, I am a woman who holds the word – words I ). If you win, right? (If you win, right? )”

Elle mangosteen – mangosteen with a smile that seems to have its own meaning for him. “And ‘If’ You win? ( And ‘If’ you win? ).” He asked Fania.

Fania's shifted a little. “Your Dignity! (Lo's self-esteem! ).” Fania. “Here, ( Here ). Under My Feet! (Beneath my feet ).” He shook his feet and pointed towards the floor with his eyes on Elle. “You understand me, right El-le? (Do you know what I mean, El –le? ).”

Elle was quite surprised and she was glued to her position. Thinking how brave Andrew's wife was. A bit of a horrible look Fania had on her.

Inevitably everyone looked at the horror at Fania. Including the men in his family who were there. I don't feel able to say what – is more if Fania has behaved like that. Fania who can't be shaken by her pride.

‘Oh Lord.’ Inner Andrew who has mixed – mix it. Want to be angry, but afraid Fania lash. Not the problem of his lambs, but his behavior is often unexpected if the lash. But also not willing to be a betting material.

“LET’S THE GAME BEGIN! (LET'S GET STARTED! ).” The voice of God again makes the focus of – people who were speculating in their brains.

“You don't have to do this.” Andrew once again tried to make Fania change her mind.

“What games? (What do you want to play like? ).” The god made a sound while looking at Elle and Fania alternately. Not caring about Andrew persuading Fania.

Fania shrugged her shoulders.

“Any (Anything ).” Elle's Law on Gods.

“Free Style then (Free style if that's ). Aggree? ( Agree? ).” God again.

“Successful to him.” Sahut Fania's. Andrew and the two Js look at each other in turns with big question marks about whether Fania knows and can play billiard?.

“Elle?.” Ask the god to the woman.

“Agree ( Agree ).” Answer Elle.

“Head or tail? ( Head or tail )?.” The god is already holding the coin and ready to throw. Elle gave the code for Fania to choose first.

“Tail (tail ).” Fania and God said directly to the coin.

“Head! ( Head ).” God said after the coin was thrown. “ You go first, Elle (Lo first Elle ).” And the woman nodded. “Free style remember?. Killer ball's. One shot, player who had less ball except the white one is the winner (Free style inget huh?. ‘Killer Ball’. One punch. The player whose ball is the least left on the table, he's the winner ).”

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‘Free style – freestyle: A term commonly used in designations of various sports /match /games.

‘Killer Ball – Killer Ball: One type of game in Billiard.

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The ball is arranged on the table. Elle gets the first turn to hit. Look pro in holding a billiard stick including his pose in taking a – square to hit.

CTAAAKK!!. Elle swung her bat until touching the main ball to spread the ball – balls neatly arranged target before. All eyes looked towards the table billiard noticed each ball rolling into the table hole.

“Three balls left (Three balls left ).” Said the God who took the initiative to be a referee. Elle smiled with satisfaction. “Your turn, Naomy.” Dewa smiled at Fania and officer Billiard back to tidy up the ball – ball that had entered on the table.

“Okay.” Sahut Fania's. The gods seem to give her space. Everyone also noticed the motion – growled Fania.

‘He can ga the hell actually?.’ Inner Jeff.

John stood near to the god. “You know something, don’t you? (Lo know something, don't you, lo? ).” John whispered to God.

“I know big thing (I even know something big ).” Sahut Dewa relaxed while his eyes still pay attention to Fania who will soon hit the ball.

While Andrew was pounding incoherently. “Heart, your body position is wrong.” Andrew was more agitated to see the invisible Fania, when viewed from his current position and the way Fania held the stick. ‘Definitely missed.’ Andrew's mind is getting restless.

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To be continue ..

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