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Because I enjoyed chatting with Ms. Syifa, it did not feel like we had both finished eating the food we both ate.

"I threw it away?" I asked.

"Yes, I'm Shan." she replied.

I also threw the wrap into the trash can in front of the restaurant. After taking out the trash, I sat down next to Syifa.

"Cindy has been going on for a long time" I said.

"Yes, until our food runs out, he hasn't come out" he said.

"Most sleep in the toilet" I said with a smile.

"It could be either." he said.

Shortly after, Cindy came out of the kitchen and walked towards us.

"New in the talk has come yes" said mbak Syifa with a smile.

"Yes, she lives a long time" I said with a smile.

"You're talking to me again." Cindy said with a smile.

"No, just surprised, yes" I said with a smile.

"Yes." said Mr. Syifa.

Then Cindy sat down next to me.

"How come it's Syan?" he asked.

"You are so angry for so long." I replied with a smile.

"Often Syrian, the name has not been meaningless for two days so all in total" Cindy said with a smile.

"No tired what but squatting mulu in the toilet" said Syifa with a smile.

"No dong mbak, it is with poop we can find an inspiration like that" said Cindy with a smile.

"Inspiration is smelling tai." said Syifa with a smile.

"But the truth is what Cindy said" I said with a smile.

"False inspiration." said Syifa with a smile.

"Inspiration builds a bright future" Cindy said with a smile.

"It could be you" said Syifa with a smile.

"But, speaking of which you want to be what Cin?." I asked.

"Doctor dong." replied Cindy.

"If it were Syifa?." I asked.

"If mbak, want to be a professional footballer but failed" replied Syifa.

"Who can play ball? ." I asked with a smile.

"Ngeledek mbak ya Syan." said mbak Syifa with a smile.

"No, it's just that" I said with a smile.

"If your mind is what is Shane?." asked Cindy.

"Professional football player dong, same kek mbak Syifa, but my skills are not good" I replied with a smile.

"Mbak used to be very often in football tournaments loh Syan." said Mbak Syifa with a smile.

"Seriously mbak?." I asked.

"Yes, never even champion again when representing high school mbak first." answered mbak Syifa.

"Wihh cool." I said clapping.

"If I don't like the ball" Cindy said with a smile.

"Like you to watch Drakor" said Syifa with a smile.

"Yes the main dong" Cindy said with a smile.

"If you are Syrian, have you ever been in the race?" asked Syifa.

"Oh yes, but never won" I replied.

"what is Syifa in?" asked Syifa.

"Striker is mbak, if not the wings." I replied.

"Aren't you a golfer?." asked Syifa with a smile.

"Rarely, I only scored one goal in the tournament yesterday" I replied with a smile.

"That means you are less sharp Syan." said Syifa with a smile.

"Yes it's impossible" I said "but if it's his position first what?. "question me.

"Lock the wings, right the left can too" he replied.

"Why a wing-back?." I asked curiously.

"Because the most agile than others Syan, drible and passing mbak also quite loh" said mbak Syifa with a smile.

"Have you ever not got to drink?." I asked with a smile.

"Pernah dong but rarely, as well as mbak nyumbang assist." replied mbak Syifa.

"Well cool" I said with a smile.

"Mbak never participated in the selection in junior competition first, but did not enter because the rival is heavy" said Mbak Syifa with a smile.

"It's cool to almost enter persija" I said with a smile.

"But it's a pity that he failed to become a football player" said Syifa with a smile.

"If you can still play soccer now?" I asked.

"Don't know Syan, you can never play football again now, you can play football at the age of 20 years if not wrong" said Syifa with a smile.

"A long time ago" I said with a smile.

"Yes, it was fifteen years ago" said Syifa with a smile.

"But mbak still nimble cake first not yes?" asked me with a smile.

"Yes obviously not dong Syan, mbak now run away aja already ngosan." replied Syifa with a smile.

"If you used to?." I asked with a smile.

"If it used to be, back and forth okay Syan understood also used to be young, still physically strong" said Syifa with a smile.

"Yes dong Syan." said Syifa with a smile.

"But what were the fans?." I asked.

"Fans Barcelona dong Syan how the hell." replied Syifa with a smile.

"The message is a bit like that" I said.

"If you're a fan of what?" asked Syifa.

"Fans manchester United dong." I replied with a smile.

"That's all Syan's lost." ledek mbak Syifa with a smile.

"If I'm a Real Madrid fan." said Cindy with a smile.

"You don't like football?." asked Syifa with a smile.

"When I watch you usually at home" Cindy replied with a smile.

"Mbak Tya is also a Manchester United fan, said Syifa with a smile.

"The hell mbak?." I asked.

"Yes Syan, usually just wear your clothes" replied Syifa with a smile.

"That means the frequency dong I'm the same as Tya" I said with a smile.

"Yes" said Syifa with a smile.

Then arrived the mobile phone mbak Syifa also sounded indicating there was a phone coming in. Then Syifa took her phone in her pants pocket.

"Mbak Tya, video call mbak Syan." said mbak Syifa with a smile.

"Thank you" I said with a smile.

Then mbak Syifa raised a video call from mbak Tya.

"Hi mbak Syifa miss me?" asked Mbak Tya with a smile.

"Nobody misses you" replied Syifa with a smile.

"Ah time." said Tya mba with a smile.

"Mother in the middle let it all look." Cindy said.

"Yes in the middle" said Mbak Syifa.

Sister Syifa also stood up, while I shifted to the right and mbak Syifa sat in the middle of me and Cindy. I also saw the mobile phone mbak Syifa, seen mbak Tya was lying down with his son in his bedroom mattress, wearing your jersey.

"Cie your fans" I said with a smile.

"Yes dong." said Tya with a smile.

"What are you sick about?" asked Syifa.

"And I told you earlier mbak, stomach pain same body I hot." replied mbak Tya.

"Oh yes, I can't forget." said Syifa with a smile.

"Maklum is old." ledek mbak Tya with a smile.

"He is old, he is senile" said Syifa with a smile.

"By the way we are the same as your fans" I said with a smile.

"The hell." said Tya with a smile.

"Yes dong mbak." I said with a smile.

"We bully the same as Syan, if Barcelona lose" said Tya with a smile.

"Ready dong" I said with a smile.

"Well, if Manchester United lose, I bully you both" Syifa said with a smile.

"It's easy, not really Syan." said Tya with a smile.

"Yes dong mbak." I said with a smile.

"It hurts like that smile Tya?" asked Syifa with a smile.

"It's healing now" replied Tya with a smile.

"The banging of pain" said Syifa with a smile.

"I've got my son's medicine." said Tya with a smile.

"That means you're just an excuse" Syifa said with a smile.

"So I was really sick" Tya said with a smile.

"Say you want to make fun of your husband" said Ms Syifa with a smile.

Ma'am Tya put his lips together.

"What matters is that now I can sleep with my beloved son" said Tya with a smile.

"Ye, speaking of which your husband is Tya?" asked Syifa with a smile.

"Go out and have a coffee, he said." replied Tya.

"Sir, don't go to coffee" I said with a smile.

"Too dong, mom's time to coffee." said mbak Tya with a smile.

"Now times you want to have a coffee" I said with a smile.

"Yes not Syan, you want to be alone with your child, yes, dear." said Mbak Tya with a smile towards her child.

Then her son smiled, too, smiling.

"Make her smile smile." Tya said with a smile.

"That's funny" Cindy said with a smile.

"But still funny mother anyway, cute cute how it is" said mbak Syifa with a smile.

"Yes dong, his mother is still unyu unyu" said Ms. Tya with a smile.

"So want to pinch his cheeks is not really Syan" said Mbak Syifa with a smile.

"Cubit aja mbak, later I pinch also mbak cheeks." said mbak Tya with a smile.

"Pinch your child's cheeks, why also I want to pinch your cheeks, meningan also pinch Arsyan's cheeks" said Syifa with a smile.

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