Not the Image of Rashmi
CRF #23. ONE STEP CLOSER

If the ear can be likened to the thickness of the motorcycle tire, maybe now Asmi's ears are worn and bald, leaking continuously every day due to tirades every time.

Ngung-ngung--ngung------

Rich in the sound of bee wings that go into the head, every time the amih ngoceh, Asmi's lecture, and the girl just passed her tired breath into the contest.

Instead of crying, this girl even grinned her own rich goat new dapet grass cage raffle. Falling in love is like that!

"Basic ugly! Jutek!" his snickering laughed at Alva who seemed to be dancing in memory. Asmi immediately went inside the bathroom and started to clean up considering the time almost magrib, and the abstinence of the girl seemed to be bathing during magrib.

Sneaky glare, similar gaze se tan if less sajen, nyeremin, sharp, glare!

Apih and Sasi alone felt the aura of anger amih within 3 meters, the items smelled of angus!

"Yes, Asmi was wrong." He again relented, because indeed since then he had relented but amih remained in a bumpy mode bacoknya.

"Yes and how else oruh mih, her name is also a student. Must have a myriad of activities, if not academic tasks, social tasks, tasks outside campus materials, campus assignments often involve activities outside the campus. Amih if you do not believe Asmi can check the website later on Wednesday, can see if Asmi really nugas!" his challenge.

Maybe tomorrow or the day after, he will more often go out of the house whether the pretext is used. Lying is delicious!

"Have a hold on to the words neng! If I see the website continue to neng Asmi lied, not knowing the risks."

Asmi nodded her head in understanding, her eyes rolled, maybe all campus activities she would join from now on, so that she could help when she met ibun Ganis. Greaty! Briliant idea!

Asmi walked quickly towards the class, he thought it was too late when in the class other colleagues were still on relaxing lying down and chatting, you know Asmi did not need to speed like a nahan mules, who was still in the classroom, Elisha turned his head when Asmi had just come, "tumben den rara late? Mi, later go home to gather with Rampes children to see the vlog packaging!"

Asmi dropped all the tiredness on the chair, "so bad. Okay!"

Some Agah messages, only Asmi answered at all without any further ado.

A passionate heart, can't wait to see the face of the jutek already banged on the trough of hearts, cieeee! People who fall in love with chicken are looking rich in chocolate!

"Mi, what do you think Anjar likes?" elisa asked suddenly with a face filled with grave-like flowers.

Elisha's question unfolds his focus from the mobile phone where he just replied to Agah's message and put it in the bag.

Her hand held up her chin that felt as heavy as the burden of the sin of slander, "how did Asmi know, Asmi is not her mama!"

"You think yes, Mi. Kang Anjar doesn't like me?" Elisha asked Asmi's opinion with a beaming face rich abis dapet windfall.

Back Asmi scrunched up her forehead which was dizzy with all the problems, "know Sa, Asmi is not a psychic who can read people's minds! Why didn't you say you liked it anyway?!" the chirps that Elisha actually observed.

"Good idea, shit! Why didn't Elisha say it?! Not a bad boy first! Raden Ajeng Kartini has fought hard, to equalize the rights! Men who always start first, girls also do not want to lose!" asmi's proposal was considered another by Elisha, so suddenly Asmi shook her head strongly, "meaning Asmi is not that, oon! Shameful huh! You want to shoot Anjar?! Idiho!" asmi's face suddenly fell.

"Continue?" ask Elisha.

"Don't be shot! Say you like it, but do not need to ask Kang Anjar to be your guy, let him understand your code, if he does not intend to shoot you, it means he does not have the same taste. Don't just be the one chasing after Anjar kang," said Asmi mendumel.

Elisha roar, "thank you my sistah!" Elisa hugged Asmi.

And so it is today, Asmi also Elisa walked towards the building ethnostudi, but their presence was greeted by the fanfare of KMT and Rampes children who are now cheering, cheering a young man kneeling in front of another KMT child, Cintya.

Asmi's eyes bought and gaped at the place while looking bitterly at Elisha.

"Cin, I like you the same. Want to be my girlfriend?"

Elisha really did not expect if the flowers had to wither before developing.

"Mi," Elisha hugged Asmi and spilled all the pain, his disappointment on Asmi's shoulders.

While the other boisterous rich nyorakin fighting pitbul, Elisha felt tightness in the chest, "rich gini yes it hurts! It feels so rich to be heartbroken! Pantes aja kemaren I often see Kang Anjar deketin Cintya, I'm aja who is not sensitive, Mi." her voice vibrates between the cries and the background of children who are frenetic because Cintya received Anjar.

Asmi's eyes accidentally met with the black netra Alva in the back corner, holding the guitar with Filman and Sony, as if the dark net locked Asmi there.

Asmi rubbed Elisha's back, gave him peace, then took Elisha away from there.

"Mi, I don't want to go there anymore! I want to go home, if you want to see, nothing, I go home." he asked.

Elisha thumped and patted his friend's arm, "come on! The guy is just Anjar! I just need some time to do it myself, first,"

"Yes. Yes, later Asmi to your house, yes,"

Asmi leads Elisa to the parking lot, seeing the shabby face of her friend, whether later she will also suffer the same fate as Elisa if one day saw Alvaro with others, he said, or rather he should bury this beautiful taste.

Asmi returned, she chose to sit next to Fajrin. Cintya is next to Fajrin and Anjar.

"Mi, long! From where, you missed the romantic scene! Which cabe is it?" ask Fajrin.

"Heem. Where's memet?" ask Cintya.

"Elisa suddenly mules, so go back! What scene is rowdy?" ask Asmi.

"Congratulations or Mi" Anjar said.

"Nih, neng Cin-cin is the same as Anjar!" answer Fajrin.

"Ohh, selamet! Peje at all!" asmi pretended not to know.

"Well rame pokonya mah Mi, gini this was tea!" Fajrin suddenly knelt down in front of Asmi, "neng Asmi, aa like neng Asmi, would not be love for a lifetime like a Fajrin?!"

Asmi, Fajrin and even Cintya whose hands join together directly with Anjar laughing, Asmi even put up the horses and pecked Fajrin's eel with the ends of her hands, "so talking with Asmi's hands, let it be chopped!" (patok) made them laugh, even though in the bottom of the heart Asmi felt sad for Elisha.

"Beautiful-beautiful gelo ah!" said Fajrin made a movement shot and fell backward until the fall on the streets and back they chuckled. Asmi and Fajri are a couple kamvrettnya theater children especially if added Elisha.

Alvaro saw Asmi there despite her hand strumming the guitar strings along with the soft sound of Sony and Filman.

"Well, where is it?! Asmi hasn't seen, Jrin?!"

"Tuh, ask the swara trio to show again the video, because Asmi was late!" Anjar.

Asmi turned her head towards the trio of the Rampes, "embarrassed ah kang," replied Asmi, because he was always the material of the Rampes children.

"Cie, scared of being pulled over, huh Mi?!" Anjar clapped her hands to Sony, "Son, Asmi wants to see the vlog!" he shouted, Sony nodded and asked Asmi to come closer, "tuh jig Mi!" show Cintya.

"Observe Mi!" exclaiming Anjar laughed, Asmi puffed her cheeks and then stepped over to Alva, Sony and Filman.

"What do you want neng?" saka Goda was there too.

"You look at the vlog." Answer Asmi.

"Don't want to ah, have to want to be Saka's girlfriend first ah!" said Saka teasingly. Sony chuckled at the friend, "don't bother Son!"

"Here!" invite Alva to take the initiative to invite Asmi who has a sour face.

With a laptop, Alva leads Asmi to sit away from the others.

"Why come back again?" ask Alva without shifting her focus away from the laptop.

Asmi parroted, thinking that Alva wasn't talking to her, "huh? Oh, that was Elisa suddenly sick."

"Gue thought because Anjar saw the same Cintya," actually clicked the file there.

Asmi smiled menguhkeh, "so in addition to media children akang nyamar to be a child of cultural anthropology whose hobby is read people's hearts?!" shoot Asmi pointed at Alva's face, Alva caught the pointy index finger that made the owner cut down the manyun.

Asmi notices a video of herself and Fajrin that has been edited and refined by Rampes' son, while Alva watches her carefully who occasionally smiles amusedly.

"There's no one on the skip, no kang?" ask her.

"There, slightly. The duration of the matter," replied Alva.

"Hm" nodded Asmi. Aware of Alva's gaze, Asmi sneered, "what the hell?! Something strange, huh?!" shoot worried. Alva nodded, "lo," he laughed. Whahuh? she laughing?!

"Ck!" Asmi dares to push Alva's shoulder, "nyebelin..."

"Ibun's in the house?" asked Asmi, currently the distance between the two is really close.

"You what?"

"You maen," replied Asmi.

"There was. Going home?" bargaining Alva, of course Asmi smiled widely, "want."

Alvaro glanced at the watch in his hand, "there's still class?"

The girl shook her head, "there's a dragon. Does it still exist? Let Asmi wait?"

Alva shook his head, "yuk."

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