Old Girl Looking for Love
The Scoping of a Secret

Heboh Mart, is a mini market with an owner named Astuti. She is a WNI who happens to be married to that person. Because it has often been shopping in the mini market, then the two girls were already quite familiar with the half-century-old woman.

That night, the atmosphere in the mini market was not too crowded. The two antique girls entered after removing their wigs of course. It looks like Astuti ma'am is standing at the cashier table and watching some visitors who pass between the goods sold there. The corn-haired woman's eyes looked sharper than a cctv camera.

Maryam and Rosmawati also took a basket and immediately headed to a place where there were various snacks and soft drinks. They also chose some of their favorite snacks.

"Gue can't do much, Jem! My wallet is critical," complained Maryam slowly.

"It's not the same mrs. A harlekin? Isn't she Jamie's mom?" Rosmawati lyrics while inserting a pack of potato chips.

"Hooh, Jem!" Maryam suddenly laughed. "She is my future mother-in-law" she said.

"Mary?" There was a greeting from the voice that Maryam was very familiar with.

Maryam was stunned and seemed to think. "I think I know that voice ...." Maryam placed the tip of her index finger on the surface of her lips. He also kept thinking. "Whose voice, huh?" He muttered without looking at the one who greeted him.

"Mary! It's me Imelda!" A woman who immediately makes Maryam jerk. He also immediately looked.

"Mrs. Harlekin?" Say hello to Maryam while grinning. He also looks embarrassed. For a moment, Maryam was stunned again.

"Luckily, we talked about him using our language, Jem," Maryam whispered to Rosmawati.

"It's nothing, don't mention my name, yeah!" Reply Rosmawati while returning to the various snacks she is choosing.

"Mrs. Harlekin .. how are you?" Say hello to Maryam rather timidly.

"I feel so bad!" Imelda replied with a visibly irritated face.

"Where have you been, Mary? You just don't want to go to work without any news!" Omel is a German woman.

"I'm so sorry, Mrs. Harlekin. Im not feeling well," said Maryam with a face that was clear. "Yesterday my stomach hurt and I had diarrhea" Maryam said looking for an excuse.

"If you don't believe .. then you may ask my friend this ...." Maryam patted the head of someone who was standing next to her, without seeing her at all.

"Hey! Excuse me!?" The voice of a stranger to Mary. The girl immediately turned her head and immediately looked up.

"Oh my God!" Mary closed her mouth in surprise. "I'm sorry. I thought you were my friend" said Maryam. He felt bad for the middle-aged woman whom he had just patted his head quite hard.

The woman immediately moved from the presence of Maryam with a hostile face. While Maryam was busy circulating her gaze and looking for the whereabouts of Rosmawati.

It turned out that the girl was already standing in front of the cashier table. He will soon pay for both of their groceries.

A moment later, Mary turned her gaze back to Imelda. "I'm sorry Mrs. Harlekin, I have to go. I promise I'll come in tomorrow! Bye ...." Maryam soon passed away leaving Imelda and approached Rosmawati. With annoyance he hit pan°tat the girl to make Rosmawati surprised.

"What the hell, Lu?" Rosmawati looks upset.

"It's okay .. Go don't say anything!" Maryam replied no less upset.

"Gue from here, Mun," replied Rosmawati while paying for her groceries.

Maryam turned her eyes to the middle-aged woman behind the counter. Women with makeup that is fairly menor and clothes that are quite tempting.

"Hi, Ms. As ...." Sapa Maryam familiarly to the woman named Astuti. While the woman actually replied to him with a less friendly expression.

"Call me Mrs. The castello!" Sergeants.

"Oh ... I'm sorry, Mrs. Castello. I forgot!" say Maryam as usual while grinning and putting on a face without sin.

Hearing the sharp tone of the woman, in fact did not make Maryam hurt. He even laughed giggling. While Rosmawati was busy opening a cold drink in the bottle.

A moment later, Astuti glanced at Maryam with a look of judgment.

"Heh, Mary!" Call her slow, "how is it finished yet the evening dress design I asked for? He said one week, it's been ten days!" Astuti asked still with a taut face.

Maryam was surprised to hear the woman's question. His eyes moved left and right as if he were thinking of an excuse.

"Oh my God .. sorry I was really busy yesterday, Mrs. Castello," sure enough. The girl starts to give up, because in reality she forgets to work on the evening gown design requested by Astuti.

"Oh my goodness, Mary! How's it possible?" Astuti glared perfectly at Mary who was again just a grimace without the slightest guilt.

"Listen yes, you cocksucker!" Astuti seemed anxious at Maryam's unsettling demeanor, "his party is two weeks away! I will soon hand over your plan to my tailor. If the plan is not finished .. haduuuh ... Mary! You're a yam klepon!" Omel Astuti with his anxiety.

Maryam grimaced when she saw Astuti's annoyance. However, not long after that the girl smiled again.

"Don't worry, Mrs. The castello! I'll work on it tonight. I promise the plan will be finished tomorrow and I leave it to you immediately," woo Maryam with a sweet smile and accompanied by a very convincing tone.

Astuti was silent for a moment. After that he again whispered to Maryam, "Don't forget, the front aka the chest was down a little yes from what we agreed yesterday!"

Maryam glanced at the woman who was now smiling at her, frowning. "What not so ...." Maryam did not have time to continue her words, as Astuti quickly interrupted her.

"You know, Mary! I just got back from Brazil. Look at the results!" Astuti puffed his chest with pride.

"Well ... What size is it, Miss Tut?" Rosmawati, who has only listened, commented when she saw the size of Astuti's chest that was much larger than before.

"Sh you again! Call me Mrs. The castello!" Sergey Astuti to Rosmawati who does not believe what he sees.

"In your opinion, juniors, when my honey bunny sweety my cute Enrique returns from Emewrika .. about what will she say?" Astuti asked the two girls for their opinions.

Enrique is her 22-year-old husband. Astuti is 48 years old. So, he kept trying his best to keep looking toned.

"We think ... Mr. Castello will say ...." Maryam and Rosmawati looked at each other. After that they turned their eyes back to Astuti and answered in unison, "Arrrrgghhhh .. miauuuwww!" The two girls made a cat-like gesture that was about to claw.

"Have your promise, Mary! You have to get to work tomorrow!" suddenly Mrs. Harlekin was already standing between the two girls. They were surprised.

"Lord, I'm shocked, '" murmured Rosmawati as she stroked her chest.

"You know your friend, yes! Don't let him make excuses for diarrhea anymore," spray Mrs. Harlekin.

"Ready, Mistress! Mary was weak. Diarrhea mixed with a little broken heart has wavered," cerocos Rosmawati.

"Breaked heart? She's heartbroken?" the middle-aged woman pointed right at Maryam's nose.

"A little bit, but now it's healed" replied Rosmawati grimacing.

"His heart is soft as it turns out, too, huh! Exactly like Jamie," Mrs said. Harlekin.

Maryam's ears stood up. His hearing and smell increased. "-you mean?" maryam asked, her tone trembling slightly.

"My Jamieu has a soft heart, even though outside she looks cold and indifferent. That's because he was once heartbroken.." Mrs. Harlekin did not continue the story because BuAs had given the code by toppling his eyes. Signifies that Mrs. Harlekin had to pay immediately so that the queue behind the three of them did not further extend.

"Okay, girls! If you pay, get out of here. The air around me gets hot if you have any," drive out Bu Astuti, aka Bu Tut, aka Mrs. Castello.

Rosmawati and Maryam clucked together. "What do we think we are demons?" rosmawati grumbled as she passed from before the pair of dumb-ass women. While Maryam half-heavily stepped out of Heboh Mart. In her heart she is very curious about the continuation of the story about Aa' Jamie Scott, her new idol.