Old Girl Looking for Love
The Hot Ice Cream

"Huh? Very expensive, Ma'am? Not so, deh!" The man protested with a face of disbelief.

"Goddess ... Mas this dear money what dear wife anyway? The price is not comparable to the cost of his wife's plastic surgery, Mas!" Persuade Maryam.

"Chop ... chop ... hurry up before the game ends!" Maryam gave the code so that the man immediately gave the money he asked for as betting material.

"No, deh! It's ridiculous! Expensiveness! Where now the pound is again going up, again!" Reject the man firmly.

"You are a businessman, yes! Most think of a loss!" grumble Maryam. Then without a second thought, Maryam exclaimed loudly, "Woii ... The other brother fought with Rose! Husband Ma'am is more affectionate 20 pounds than the same Ma'am! After coming home, mending Mbak hunt find a new husband deh!"

The match was interrupted instantly. The woman turned her head and glared sharply at her husband. He did not accept Maryam's words just now.

Afraid of the wife's anger, the man immediately gave the woman a code. He was forced to reach into the back pocket of his jeans and take his wallet. After that, he gave the amount of money requested by Maryam.

"Well .. That's dong, Mas!" Say Maryam while grinning and moving her eyebrows. "Darling wife .. dear wife! Continue Rose!" Maryam cried again while patting the money into her palm. The style is very similar to that of a professional bus conductor.

Maryam again approached Mehmet who looked cool mixed with anxiety while watching the free fight event. Sometimes the Middle Eastern man clenched his hands and acted like a boxer. Not infrequently, he also moved his legs so anxious.

"Why, Met?" Maryam asked who felt strange about Mehmet's attitude.

"I'm anxious, Mary!" Sahut Mehmet with a slightly fiery tone and still moving his legs and hands.

"Oh there, you fight her husband who is an unemployed man! Coincidentally he also seems to be tired of your wealth again" Maryam sings casually.

Immediately Mehmet glared at Maryam. While the girl was just clumsy and as usual, without any guilt at all.

"Less exciting! The Ijem sucks ah!" Maryam.

"Vii ... The jam! Exit your flagship style, dong! We paid dearly!" Maryam exclaimed as she continued to clap the money in the palm of her hand.

"We?" Pout the man while throwing his face away in annoyance. I don't know what dream the couple had last night because they had to meet the antique duo there. "Yes God! I miss Indonesia!" There was a faint wailing from the man while holding his forehead.

Maryam who was busy watching the fight, accidentally saw the presence of handsome handsome handsome handsome Jamie Scott who was heading there. He immediately ran over to the tall man.

"Lt!" Call Maryam out loud.

Jamie Scott looked up and waved doubtfully. "He again!" Mumbled slowly. He wanted to turn around but unfortunately it was too late. Mary was in front of him.

"Just got home, A?" Ask Maryam.

"Yes" Jamie Scott replied briefly. His intention to unwind and enjoy the fresh breeze on the banks of the Thames instantly faded. The beautiful shadow of tranquility that he had been imagining had instantly disappeared after meeting the strange girl.

However, Jamie Scott's attention was immediately distracted by the commotion not far from where he stood. He immediately scrunched his forehead to see two women who were complaining to each other about the science of kanuragan.

"What's that about?" Jamie Scott asked curiously.

"Ah ... come on! Ignore it, they're just illegal immigrants" Maryam said. A moment later, he grabbed Jamie Scott's hand and took him away from there.

"Am sure you're tired of just getting home from work? Come on, Neng buy ice cream! It just so happens that today Neng got money shocked" he said as he continued to drag the tall man to the point that, inevitably, Jamie Scott followed him.

Back to the free arena.

Rosmawati and Jessica sat in a paving next to the Thames. The two of them were both exhausted after expending a lot of energy to shout at each other and pock each other. The end result of the fight was a series. Rosmawati's hair is now like a lion. And Jessica's appearance as well. The beautiful impression of sexy was no longer visible from its appearance at that time.

"I'm lelepin all over the river! You just drifted to Indonesia!" Rosmawati.

"Ihhh .. amit-amit Gusti Prince! Paringono is strong, paringono is patient!" Jessica said while shivering in horror.

"Here you go, Rose," Mehmet suddenly crouched down in front of Rosmawati while thrusting a bottle of mineral water.

"Thank you, Met!" Sahut Rosmawati. He was happy, finally his fans came back. A matter of life choice, he still sticks to Justin Blake.

"Let's get your hair done, yeah," Mehmet said. Without waiting for Rosmawati's approval, Mehmet combed the girl's hair using his hands.

"All you guys have a shoulder massage, Met!" Pinta Rosmawati was shameless with her breath still panting.

"Snap, lu!" Cibir Jessica who had seen the scene next to him.

"Kok sampeyan sing confused? Memet is not confused!" Reply Rosmawati to his opponent with a ketus.

"I'm lek nduwe your crooked boyfriend, wes not kintintrinno times!" Damper that sexy woman. He then glanced at Mehmet who was just smiling calmly.

(I have a boyfriend like you, I've got him in the river)

"Mangkane ojok dating ambek arek wedok!" Reply Rosmawati origin.

(Don't date girls!)

"Dih, you fucking bull! Look out if we meet again in Indonesia!" Threaten Jessica who then moved from her seat. He then approached the husband who was busy chatting with a Caucasian man.

Rosmawati simply replied to the woman's words with a sneer. He glanced to his right where Mehmet was.

"The handsome is also the Memet from the side," Rosmawati thought to herself. But he immediately dismissed that thought. He still aimed his target at the handsome boss, Justin Blake.

"Eh, Met! What are you sick with?" For some reason suddenly Rosmawati became concerned about the Middle Eastern man.

"Regular, Ros! Hot cold. At first I was given food with neighbors near my place of residence. Suddenly I had diarrhea. After that it just continues to be hot cold, Ros," Mehmet said. His face still looked a little pale.

"Yeah ... Is it really you, Met? During the illness who takes care of it?" Ask Rosmawati again.

Mehmet seems to dislike the discussion. However, he still answered questions from Rosmawati.

"There's a neighbor who cares for me, Ros," replied the Middle Eastern man.

"Oh .. sukur! I thought you were back in Arabia, Met. I'm the same Mary misses your hotdog" said Rosmawati. A moment later, he was stunned. "Eh .. Did you see Mary? Where are the kids?"

Without answering, Mehmet pointed to two lovebirds who were sitting together while enjoying ice cream. Mary laughed cheerfully at that moment. He looks very happy.

Instantly, Rosmawati's emotions that had subsided again appeared. Her herbs were hot again to see the annoying behavior of her conjoined twin friends.

"Truly child! It's hard he's even dating. Pake an ice cream dinner!" Grutu Rosmawati's.

"May the ice cream he bought not from the bet, Ros," said Mehmet, making Rosmawati want to explode.