Our Secrets
Ch. 31. Take It Or Not?

Chapters. 31

Not getting what he wants, Please try to divert his wants by learning.

However, still his stomach could not be lied to for too long. Please still feel hungry.

"Ck! It was just two hours ago that I ate. But why are you still hungry, anyway!" upset Sila while squeezing her stomach.

The shadow of the chicken porridge still haunts him. Making Sila's stomach even more in the squeeze because of the hungry horn.

He then contacted Bagas, a friend whose house was not too far away with Sila's contract. Although not too close to his classmate, Sila had no other choice. Who knows the man knows where the afternoon chicken porridge seller is like now.

On the first call, Bagas did not answer and then Sila sent a message to the man.

'Lo know where the chicken porridge seller is, don't you?' Please send the message to Bagas.

Not an answer message from Bagas that Please accept. Unless the man calls back.

"Yes? Where's where?" ask Sila directly in a flat tone. No greeting first. Because here it is Sila who needs the help of that man.

"Ck! Say hello dong, Ayang, Baby, or Honey is a cake. Not directly playing nyerobot like gini," protest from someone who was across there.

Please roll his eyeballs carelessly hearing Bagas' words just now. Have not spoken and just heard it has made Sila's stomach feel in stirring.

"That's filthy!" ketus Sila who even got the weirdness of Bagas across there.

Please grunt. "Gue nanya, do you know the place if the afternoon cake like this? If you don't know, yes. Not much talk!"

"Where is the afternoon like this, Sil. Fried rice is not much to sell. Or I buy it. But ntar paid her a kiss, huh?" bargain Bagas who will not waste the opportunity comes to him. Because Sila rarely calls herself first. He is also often nyolot. Inner Bagas was too pleased.

"Yes, if you don't know. I went around on my own," broke up Please then turned off his phone connection with Bagas unilaterally. Without hearing the words of the man who was not sure what he had said.

Sila then immediately got up from her place and put on an outher for the outside of her home clothes that only wore a canal along the knee and short sleeves.

Grabbing the wallet and the moto key, Please get ready to go out and not forget the girl locked her contract.

Knee-length clothes, original hair dyed to the top, a face without makeup at all, even a touch of lip tint alone is not Please mix. The girl was too cute even though her appearance was completely plain at the moment. For Sila, too dear make up if she wears it now. Because before leaving for work he must look beautiful and entertain the pride of the cafe later. Although not much movement, at least his face was still pleasing to the eye. Precept Please.

"There really is no turn," muttered Sila while observing the side of the road.

For approximately twenty minutes around, Sila has not seen the chicken porridge seller at all.

"Somehow the hell, I really napsu the same chicken porridge? Do not know the time is just the stomach," his grunts continue to do the motor slowly.

Continue to look for chicken porridge sellers and the results are nil, Sila decided to buy fried rice only. Because he has to go home and go to work. Just got home from work and then studied.

Upon arrival at home, Please be surprised by a parcel that is attached to the door handle. Because he felt he was not ordering food through a go-butt.

"Well, chicken porridge!" sila lirih. Then look around. "Who's doing it?" be puzzled. Whether he wants to take it or not.