Not the Image of Rashmi
CRC #26. MUTUALLY EXPLODE

Alva really included Asmi with him, so Ubay and Gigih just looked at her place when they saw Alva coming with Aami from a distance, if this sweet unyu-unyu is bagged by sugar-rich Alva.

"That's who the Alva kang brought?" tanya Niah pointed the air in the direction Alva was coming from.

"Hayooo Ni, Alva kali's girl!" seductive Lia laughed a little.

Niah throttled the nyinyir, "not maybe! Kang Alvaro doesn't have a girl!" answer's sure.

"Who knows, you know not. Where beautiful again!" answer Lia's pumping.

Asmi looked at the group of people mixed with rich rice sitting on the corner table, not all wearing black clothes like going to visit meninggoy people. Apparently the organizers and promoters of this event look ordinary, normal, even Lia wearing pink clothes.

"Bray, you take it seriously?" Persistent chuckles sneered at Alva and bertos ria.

New also arrived, but Asmi was treated to a cynical look like a bread knife, has been shiny serrated too! Call it Niah does not like Asmi.

"Weheys! I'm good at bringing someone!" he exclaimed to Alva, "how are you brother?!" he shouts Alva, "alhamdulillah."

Asmi reviewed the knotty smile and nodded deeply at everyone present without exception even though there had been someone who seemed to dislike her since.

As As I remembered, he never owed anyone anything.

"Who are you waiting for?" ask Lia.

"The Acuyciplux," Abeng replied, the young man brought his seat closer to Asmi, "the girl is Alva?" his question suddenly while grinning, it felt Abeng's lips felt uncontrollable itching if not put forward a question that could make him limp to death. Asmi glanced at Alva who also saw her from the side.

"Not." asmi's bell.

"Huh? The real?! Va?!" he looked enthusiastically at Alvaro. And Asmi's answer was only scorned by others as if they did not believe what they heard. Sure enough, Alvaro does not usually bring girls in his activities if it is not someone special. If other girls would have been confessing to Alvaro's girlfriend, but not to Asmi.

Alva did not answer and chose to be busy with his phone.

"Just ask yourself, won't you?" Asmi tilted her head towards the cute Alvaro.

"Get muna, so pretty!" muttered Niah rotated her eyeballs.

Instantly Asmi stared pushyly at the girl. If Asmi is not a guest at this event, he has cursed and united Niah with the tombstone of the ancestors, until finally Asmi can only cut off the annoyance and move from their table, while Niah himself smiled satisfied because he managed to get rid of the weeds from Alvaro's side.

"Kang, Asmi was sitting over there. Afraid disturb!" his fists stared at Julid Niah briefly.

Giving up does not mean losing, Asmi.

Alvaro sighed tiredly, then followed Asmi towards his desk making Niah smile disappear.

"He is muna! He's tea one of the gamon victims kang Alva or what the hell?! From the beginning came the power does not like Asmi? Got what wrong Asmi is with him, just know him! Asmi did not give up because she was afraid of him, catet!! But because of the pricein people who are not sure Asmi! UNDERLINE! Don't want to make trouble," he said nyeroscos full of capslock. He clutched his hands together on the chest before Alvaro opened his voice.

Instead of being angry, Alvaro instead commented on his thin smile, "want to drink no food, while waiting for me? If you're comfortable here with nothing, there's also a fear of smoking." Alvaro replied, Asmi shook her head, "Asmi can pesen herself." her bell still clutched her hands on the dadha and looked in the other direction, like a little boy who was lashing out.

"Kang!" Alvaro called the waiter, without asking for Asmi's approval, he ordered food and drinks for this girl, "here is cake, no karedok basreng," said Alva half insinuating amused.

"There's no bajigur, there's a latte.." this time Alva can't help but chuckle without a sound.

"It's ice milktea there's no pop ice."

This time Asmi who can not hold the twitch on the lips and then put her fist on Alva's arm while glaring.

"It could be that you're a weirdo, the taste of tea like that. As if I were someone with a lot of money who likes expensive, healthy food..."

Asmi curled her lips while shaking her head, "the germ is wrong, precisely because of the dryness of expensive and healthy food. Asmi wants to eat peacock food!" the answer.

Acuy is seen coming, Alva and Asmi turned for a moment towards the committee children's table, for a small concert this time, his father Wira did not take a job, and only handled by Acuy and their next generation.

"There once was," said Alva leaving Asmi as Asmi nodded in giving her permission, along with the arrival of Alva's order for her. The more Alvaro got to know, the man turned out to be so warm and sweet.

"Lemon cake, potato fries equal ice lemon tea.." he repeated Alva's order while lowering the order in front of Asmi, "thank you kang." He nodded.

Amih stared far out the window, his mind thinking about this and that even though inside Dhara and Kelana's car still rambled about the chatter of the boy's world.

"Mang, you can stop for a moment in front!" pinta Nawang on the driver.

"Why tea?" ask Katresna.

"That's why I forgot to buy a pulse for a while" he replied again.

"Oh, stop for a minute in front huh?!"

Amih nodded in agreement, "may."

Then the driver stopped and pulled over the car in front of a hape counter sebrang a cafe, a cafe that was crowded but not big enough.

The glare still came out the car window and looked at the streets and around the area, in his eyes only saw a group of young people who gathered while chatting and laughing whatever they were talking about, he said, at least not far from the unfortunate thing according to him, not the business article! It doesn't matter!

If Asmi was there, of course he would drag her home, rather than hanging out not obviously the same model of young people who just look abstract like a Van Gogh painting.

Amih snorted, "neng Asmi can't possibly be that rich."

Asmi stared outside the cafe while stirring her drink and occasionally sipping, she stared around and across the street where a pulse counter stood with her customers.

Nevertheless, his mind drifted somewhere. If until amih knows he is often late to go home not because of doing the task, maybe now he is also locked up and married to Agah.

Especially if he finds out, Asmi here with Alvaro and friends, maybe tomorrow he immediately moved to the planet Venus.

"Not to know," he was tired.

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