Orange Pieces
HIS GUESTS ARE BRILLIANT
two wedding books were between the two, side by side with the special menu they ordered.
Ganis swallowed the remaining weight of lemon cream that had been mixed with saliva in the mouth, then his hands were busy reaching for the glass and sucking the contents to overcome the discomfort in the throat, either kedongdong seeds or a toilet brush stuck there.
Stared so by Wira, let alone Ganis people with ayan disease directly to the bungee jumping from the top of the 5th floor building. So do you understand how scary the look in the eyes of Wira is? 11, 12 are the same as nagin's eyes.
If it is true what all this time Wira said, then what makes the spoiled Ganis want to marry the prince of darkness? Is it because it is threatened with slaughter? Or tortured to the point of running out of blood? Who know?
"I just want to get back to you" Wira pulled back the brown book and put it in her bag with her belongings.
"My goal is not to drag you home, because it's useless if you go home but 'there's me there!" point it towards Ganis eyeball.
As soon as Ganis felt he was the most vile person in the world after Hittler, even a mere whore in the class of Wira was weak by him, the definition of deadly sweet-sweet.
"Maybe this is the longest sentence I'm talking about other than the same person's job, that's with you. I hope you open up the truth after it feels like it's there for me" he explained lighting a stick of tobacco and sipping it.
Wira is right, why does he know the truth if there is no love for Wira.
"Udah afternoon, later mama, papa, same Gem nyariin you. I anter you go home," Wira was not asking permission from Ganis because in fact he had lifted the bag and got up.
The hero always embraces Ganis, protecting his shoulders from people so as not to be nudged.
"Wira," he called.
"Call me Nata, my bad-ass name. Only outsiders call me Wira, and you're not included.."
"Oh," the two were still walking down the street in the afternoon in the Parisian corner of Van Java, watching street artists in action in their hero costumes, pulling coins or sheets of visitors' sympathy for their creativity, I hope there is breakfast tomorrow morning.
"Nata, man,"
"Hm," his response without turning his head, Ganis looked up at the stern jaw of the Hero.
"Am I still virgin?"
The hero flicked his steps for a moment, then turned to Ganis while shaking his head, "no, and I took it."
"Why are we getting married?" so many questions were jostling in line wanting to get out of Ganis' mind.
"Because I love you, and you love me." Speech and mimic the face of Wira is so calm, making Ganis believe if indeed they are fine in the past. The reason is so simple and unassuming. Not wanting to tell the truth, because Wira did not want to take the risk, keeping Ganis' memory stable and not forced.
"Well if Ganis' memory of us comes back, what?" ask Ganis.
"I will make you fall in love again with me," he replied, here only Ganis is staring at Wira.
"Just Ganis fell in love with you?"
"Because I fell in love first," Wira put on her helmet and asked Ganis to go up.
The hero does have his own charisma, whereas what Ganis thinks is that a hoodlum will certainly impose his will or may threaten until he feels he is out of oxygen supply on earth. Even in the school Wira never looks intimidating or trying to dominate Ganis, just as usual to be the eye of the supervisor for Ganis.
The girl went straight into the room, put the bag after previously putting dirty clothes into the washing machine.
Ganis pulled out his study chair, and took out a green book, repeatedly flipping through the thin book without daring to open it, preferring to keep it in the drawer of the study table.
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"Canis!!! It's noon!" scream mama from below, the effect of swimming yesterday his body felt very tired, as a result he woke up late, fortunately today is a week.
His eyelids were still constantly closed blocking the sunlight that broke through from the cracks of the window curtains.
Ganis was forced to lift his head from the pillow if he did not want his eardrum to break because of the screams of mama.
"It's sunday morning mah" he murmured.
"Hoam!" Yellow T-shirt with a tweet almost cover white shorts sepa ha to sleepwear Ganis, this girl has stopped wearing pajamas since smp, because she said more cozy using fabric made from t-shirts.
His legs were shuffled from the mattress with a pillow face and long hair curled like a kun ti lanak he went downstairs.
Scintillating and gawking papa saw jejadian creatures descend shamelessly on their guests at the dinner table.
"Where are you straying from?!" exciting Gem.
"From Roban's Alas! I'm a virgin ghost who's looking for a guy, but don't want to model a bang Gem, afraid of poisoning! Is she still a virgin?!" he grunted a mocking smile.
"Wah frustrated this child, beware later hang yourself in the clothesline mama," replied Gemilang wearing his shoes.
"You walk while sleeping Nis?" ask papa to sip his coffee.
"Well, I'm awake!" the answer is but his eyelids are so heavy to just go up, like a burden so heavy.
Dugm!
Ganis put his head in the folds of his hands on the table.
"Didih, ngigo nih son! Heh! Want to come, I want to go to Gasibu with Nata?!" abugn.
Jederr!
His eyes immediately glared, down there especially when he heard another heavy voice, definitely not mama.
"Nat, would you like to have breakfast first?"
"Udah was ma,"
Njimm dong, there's Wira! Ganis what the hell is this?!
"Canis! Peek into the water first, no shame what the same guest!"
"Ha-ha-ha!" laughter is satisfied.
"Dead lice you, there's your school desk here. In the bully-in the bully!"
Ganis was still petrified in his place in the same position, thinking of how to run from there as fast as the captain of america, stringing and calculating the distance, speed and force released. Why also this guy early in the morning nyatronin people's house, if you want to bad luck, if you mengapel part. Eh...ko slurping?!
"Nis, take a shower there. The rules of girls early in the morning are already beautiful, fragrant so if there are young people who want to lamar ga shy." Mama said put one by one dishes containing cooking. His face is getting red down there.
1, 2, 3...
Ganis immediately moved to push the chair with his tat pan and turned around as fast as lightning but ill-fated his calculations were wrong.
Dugh!
"Ouch!"
"Bwahaha!" Flashing to the point of spewing back drinking water from his mouth.
Ganis rubbed his forehead, and immediately ran up to the top floor. While Wira shook her head looking at Ganis reckless behavior.
"Ampun da! When the youngest," decak mamah.
(Forgiven! The youngest's behavior,)
"Sniss!!! Want to get involved?!" pekik Gemilang's.
"No!!!" answer Ganis. Why also tumben-tumbenan nih men come to the house, use so familiar with the family. Ganis cleared his breath briefly, glanced out of the house, slightly unclosing the window curtains where Gemilang and Wira came out of the house running with stelan ala people exercise. If you think about it since the first family is very selective in choosing Ganis friends, especially if it is a man. Wira's remarks gradually began to be believed Ganis.
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