Positive with you
chapter 62

"Hem. I'm tired - tired of trying on all the clothes. Uh, the ends are nothing to buy." grunts Gilang, as they wander through the mall to return to the boutique, hand-carrying some of Kila's paperbags.

"Huft, how about it again, expensive guy!."

"Yes the name is also branded, it must be expensive!" timpal Gilang's. "Part you too, sokan-kokan get in there, but the wallet's thin!."

"Lt!" Kila snorted with a sour face. While Gilang geleng - head geleng.

"Oh yeah Kil." Change the topic of conversation. "Lu didn't say it anyway, if your friend turned out to be Tara."

"Well, did you know?"

"Yes .. want how, your people if not asked already nyolot first. So I don't dare to want it - nanya."

"Hem, how dare you just glimps doang, is that it?" Kila.

"Eh, who's looking!."

"Who else, you are!" answer Kila quickly. "Originally you know, your face, if you have met Tara directly noh changed, smile - smile is not clear."

"Eh, where is there! this you don't want to!."

"Here you go, don't waste it. It's clear - it's clear too. In fact, you can't believe that Randi is Tara's son? keep on thinking he's my son, right? I'm telling you!."

"Aish! this lu! where there is. don't ngada - ngada! It's crazy if I have a crush on Tara."

"Yes, change. Don't wander - lyrics again if you don't want to be eaten with the handle!."

"Uhhhh! here's people. I can't believe it." Grunts Gilang gregetan.

"Udah, ah, mana. it's so bad!" Kila forcibly swept the paperbag in Gilang's hand.

"Aish! I can't slow down. Women are not soft at all."

"Can't be the same as you!" pekik Kila immediately breezed away.

"Aish, you don't want to say thank you first that's it, have I been sent?" pekik Gilang with a slightly hard tone because the distance and Kila are getting far.

"No!" Kila turned around and stopped her steps for a moment. "Truh used to blower so as not to leak continuously, then I say thanks. Week!!" he added, mocking Gilang, sticking out his tongue and then stepping back into his button.

"Aish! basic thing! huh!." snorted Gilang annoyed, who also stomped his feet rushed back to the office.

Kila threw her ass over the chair in the back room. His body leaned against the wall. His hands were busy taking off the bag, while his feet were moving - the motion of taking off his high heels.

"Where are you Kil? shopped out?" tara approached her best friend.

"Yes, so tired ..."

"What kind of shopping? how much is that?" Tara glanced at the paparbag that was neatly lined up under Kila's feet.

"Eh, yes, that" Kila straightened her body and put her paper bag on the table. "Try to see."

"Lo, what?" Tara frowning.

"Yes, make Randi." said Kila quickly, while removing all the contents from the flat paperbag all for Randi.

"This is all for Randi?" Tara is getting cringing.

"Kil, this, isn't it, is it?" search Tara suspicious.

"Not what?"

Tara did not answer her increasingly hardened face and stared fixedly at her sabahatan waiting for an answer from him.

"If so, why?"

"Crazy!."

"Ohhhhh!!!!" Kila did not want to lose, she also suppressed her voice. "Udah Tar, please accept it. You're not the one asking either, but he's the one giving."

"Eh, this is for you. Try it first." Kila tried to change the subject. "It's like it's good."

"Crazy!."

"Oh!!!" Kila exhaled a rough breath, her eyes also staring at the chelates of Tara. "What the hell is Tar? what's wrong with receiving something from him? he is also Randi's parents. What's wrong with parents wanting to give something to children just as happy as well?"

"But I don't like it, and I don't want to either!. Don't let it later because of all this, I'm the same Randi branded as their treasure snatch!."

"O Lord Tar, how can you still talk about Sasa anyway?" timpal Kila's. "You're still afraid of Sasa? but now there is me, there is a password."

"Although there are you there Mas Sandi, but still do not rule out the possibility of Sasa telling me what he said?"

"Emang all the nonsense is proven? hasn't he just been bluffing all this time? just scaring you? So, Tar, don't have any more negative thoughts. Accept this all, consider this as proof of the sincerity of the Sandi who wants to be responsible for you as Randi, because all this time he can not. Okay?"

"No! anyway I don't want to. I'm asking you to turn this all over to Mas Sandi." looks like Tara pushed the paperbag.

"I don't want to either! if you want this behind, you go back there yourself!." Kila pushed the paperbag violently. "Nobody just tell - tell. I'm tired of shopping, now you want to tell me - ask too. Ah, that's enough! I don't want to be an intermediary between you and Sandi anymore. From now on I don't want to anymore, it's up to you to go back with her cake, or you still want to defend your ego cake, which obviously I don't care."

"Continue this again," Kila put down a rough blackcard that was removed from inside her bag.

"Balikin himself!." grunted Kila with a sour face, who after that waltzed away, but then his steps rotated to come back to Tara. "Oh yes, forgot. Sandi already knew about Sasa who threatened you. I told you everything. So, no matter how hard you want to escape, it's like you can't. bye!"

****

Her night. Tara sat in her room. His eyes were staring at the paper bag placed on the mattress. His mind was weighing - wavering between returning or receiving.

"Mother, where's my phone?" randi shouted suddenly opened the door of the room and immediately rushed in when his eyes saw the paper bag on the mattress.

"Don't!" Tara stopped the boy who was going to pull out the contents of the paperbag. "It's mama balikin."

"Cock behind mom?" randy replied disappointed.

"Yes, this is not ours." replied Tara as she placed all her paper bags under the dresser.

"But it's from papa, Mommy." said Randi lirih, with a sad face. Making Tara is not really heart.

"But we can't take anything from your papa."

"But, I'd like to call - call papa mother." said Randi again.

"Randi, you're a kid. Can't go under hp. Later you even play hp and you forget time, forget to eat, do not want to learn."

"Em, if I can't go under hp, then I'm using mom's phone, yeah ... call her papa, may I?" tanya Randi, make Tara the worst.