Old Girl Looking for Love
Mumun's First Kiss!

The party is festive. Until 9 p.m., there's still no sign that the fun crowd is coming to an end.

Rosmawati was already sitting exhausted in the corner of the hall. His stomach is slightly swollen due to swallowing too much food, snacks, pudding and soft drinks. Every now and then the girl burped freely, like a dragon with a breath of fire.

From a distance, Rosmawati sees Lidya Rodriguez. The hebring widow was still at ease writhing spoiled on Justin Blake's stocky arm. The woman was actually clinging to her handsome boss, like the pet monkey The Blind From the Kunti Cave. The woman seemed to give no chance at all to anyone to approach her lover.

Rosmawati grunted angrily at Lidya's excessive behavior which she thought was too protective.

"Yes!" Sapa Joyce who suddenly stood in front of Rosmawati. His co-worker wore a baseball cap and tilted it like a rapper. Joyce also stretches her fingers while being stylish as if she's singing rap.

Ten silver rings perched on his ten fingers. However, Rosmawati was too lazy to ask, where did Joyce get the rings from.

"Why sad, why doubt?" Joyce's tone was like singing. Rosmawati answered with just a chin up, pointing it at Justin Blake who was joking and swiping his nose at Lidya. Rosmawati was getting upset, so she decided to stand up and intend to go home.

"Where are you going?" Ask Joyce who still survives with her rapper style.

"I'm going home!" Rosmawati replied, stomping her feet.

Joyce was slightly stunned by Rosmawati's behavior, but in the end she smiled and understood.

Near him the antique girl. He patted Rosmawati's shoulder and said, "Whatever Justin Blake does to you, don't be tempted! After all, she already has a partner, even though her partner is a little crazy and I don't like it! You're so much better than that, Ros! Don't be a destroyer of people's relationships, okay." Joyce Tips. After that, he returned possessed by Eminem's soul.

"Did, who wants to ruin! Madame Jul said ...." Rosmawati did not continue her words. The girl began to doubt.

"Who is Madame Jul?" Joyce with her blue eye shadow frowned.

"Never mind!" Rosmawati shook her hand. "I'll go home first, yeah!" She's on Joyce. The savanna queen replied with a warm wave. "Be careful! Watch your steps!" Joyce Messages.

(Be careful! Watch your move!)

"Rose, wait!"

The scream of someone made Rosmawati stop her steps. By then he had reached the exit of the hall. Rosmawati turned her head and saw Jamie Scott was walking towards her.

"We're going home together!" Jamie Scott said flatly.

"Huh, come home together? Isn't our house different?" Rosmawati asked confusedly.

"I-I want a detour! I'm tired of walking straight!" The handsome man was a little nervous.

"Whatever you say, sir! That means I can ride in your car, yeah!" TanyaRosmawati grimacing. The feeling of goiter and numbness had disappeared instantly, as if nothing had happened.

"Airright!" Jamie Scott replied quickly.

They walked out of the hall and across the lobby. On the front porch of the building, Jamie Scott asked Rosmawati to wait. "I'll take the car in the basement" he said.

Rosmawati nodded slowly, then yawned. Usually at this hour, Rosmawati has been wrapped in blankets and brown teddy bears.

"Hey, Rose! I'm waiting for you to come home" said a voice that Rosmawati was familiar with. The voice suddenly dissipated his sleepiness. Who else if not Mehmet. Zayn Malik kw 1 was standing at the end of a staircase that connected the terrace of the building with the sidewalk of the highway.

"Lho, what's here, Met? What are?" Rosmawati approached Mehmet who was five steps away from her with half a run. The girl no longer showed her attitude towards Mehmet.

"I just finished selling and was deliberately waiting for you to come home" Mehmet replied with his sweetest smile.

"Yes, geez! You want to leave a hotdog for me, yeah!" Guess Rosmawati was full of confidence. There hasn't been half an hour since the girl was full.

"Ehm, I ...."

Tiin's!

The sound of the horn rang out loud, cutting off Mehmet's words. Jamie Scott is the culprit. The man was sitting behind the wheel of his Audi A4. "Come on!" Shouts from inside the vehicle.

"Met, you got a bike?" Ask Rosmawati.

"Ehm, no! I plan to drive you home on foot" Mehmet softly replied.

"Alright, then, let's take a fancy car. Pretty good. Rather than walk," without permission Rosmawati dragged Mehmet.

"Sir! I brought along my friend, yes!" Rosmawati opened Jamie Scott's car door and pushed Mehmet into the driver's side seat. While Rosmawati positioned herself in the back seat and began to admire the interior of the car. The girl rubbed the ceiling of the car, then moved on the leather seat that felt so soft in her hands.

Without Rosmawati noticing, Jamie Scott was fixated on the Middle Eastern-faced man beside her. Jamie Scott was about to open his mouth, but Mehmet immediately put his index finger on his lips, as a signal that Jamie Scott did not speak.

......................

Charlie Manfred got out of his car with a smile he could not hide. He then opened the door for Maryam who was no less cheerful than the handsome actor.

"Hows it? I hope you enjoy today" Charlie Manfred said without letting go of his seductive gaze from Maryam.

Oh ... the gaze of the twenty-eight-year-old man, indeed much more tempting when compared to the ads of syrup during broad daylight that stings in the fasting month.

"May I say something, Aa?" Mary asked with her face.

"of course. What'sthat?" Charlie Manfred was enthusiastic.

Mary smiled sweetly and shyly. While occasionally looking down, he replied, "It's like a very refreshing Tarjan Syrup, strawberry or melon flavor, then mixed young coconut and plus shaved ice on it," maryam's chatter made Charlie Manfred frown.

"What do you mean? I'm sorry Mary, but I don't understand" said the gray-eyed man. He seemed to be thinking hard to digest Maryam's words just now.

Instead of explaining, Maryam laughed. "Easy! No need to understand! The important thing .. I like our show today," said Maryam again timidly.

"Is this a date?" There was little hope in the question Charlie Manfred asked the girl.

"I don't know, but .. I like it. Aa is very considerate and romantic. Aa also behaves so sweet .. very much different when compared to ...." Maryam did not continue her words. His mind is now fixed on Jamie Scott who is always cold and even tends to be a little rough, tart, teething, and like that. Make a heartbreak.

The tall, brown-haired man was indeed impressed to never appreciate the existence of Maryam. I don't know what the problem is with that guy actually? Maybe he has too many installments, so his life is so burdened and unhappy.

"Who?" Investigate Charlie Manfred.

Maryam bowed and shook her head slowly. "Nobody" replied the girl. He felt that Charlie Manfred did not have to know his personal affairs

Slowly the actor with dozens of film titles who always grabbed the Box Office, approached Maryam who was still standing while bowed. He looked at the girl who had never been on his search list, as the ideal woman who could fit into his life. Of course, who is Maryam? Maryam is like getting the jackpot this time.

"I like you, Mary," a blatant statement from Charlie Manfred and without further ado.

Mary lifted her face. The girl looked very surprised by Charlie Manfred's words. He was only glued to the expression of disbelief.

Mary felt even more distrustful of what happened next. Again the girl had to be glued like a stone statue in front of Charlie Manfred, when the man again touched Maryam's lips gently and of course.

Ah ... This time Charlie Manfred did it for longer. It's not a momentary kiss. It wasn't just a passing kiss that just passed by.

"So .. Is this what it feels like?" Thought Maryam. He instead enjoys the warm kiss that Charlie Manfred's class actor gives him, but instead is busy thinking about what he should do while kissing.

"It's not like it happened in the movies," Maryam thought again. He thought and continued to think until a while passed, the sound of someone who was very familiar in his ears.

"Dn ... Mumun!"

Maryam was suddenly flinched. He immediately distanced himself from the calm-looking Charlie Manfred.

Mary looks so embarrassed. Not far from him, has stood Rosmawati with Mehmet, and ... Jamie Scott emerged suddenly from behind the man of Middle Eastern descent.