Step On Me
Session

I went straight to Mizan and Lantang.

"My body is flanked to this lump?" Lantang's eyes skinned me. Plus Mizan who always denied whatever reason I gave.

"I'm not doing anything, okay?" Cook yes I did not forget******, anyway.

"There's no way it's going to get to the gini clerks!" Mizan narrowed her eyes suspiciously.

"I'm okay, I'm okay." Kava, who was still clinging, compressed his head with ice cubes. Intentions want to break up the debate I and Mizan but what power, his life is not even yet.

"My mom used to use a skillet, right?"

I defended myself. "Have a fool!"

"Keep that!" Mizan is stubborn. He showed his oldest brother's face. "Why is my brother's lips so swollen?"

Huh huh? Uh, really swollen dong. I did anything until nyonyor? Again busy looking alesan, Kava even glanced at me with a smile. Anjir he inget act****-pipok earlier, but I hope the lump in his head makes him amnesia.

"Mas Kava, how many fingers am I on?" Loud ngetes by waving three fingers in front of his brother's face.

"Eleventh." Answer Kava origin.

"Well bad. Kava mesle his brain. Who would I be if Mas Kava was crazy?" Lantang act sad.

The rancid boy was hit by an ice pack on his head. "Take me ice again."

"Alhamdulillah Mas Kava is still sane, O Allah." He raised his hand to give thanks.

"Where's my fried rice, ma'am?" Kava said to me. "I am not full if I eat only my lips."

I mendelik warned Kava not to let go of talking in front of his sisters.

"Eating lips is what?" Abstain with innocence.

"Burried kali, Mas Kava said typo." Mizan allowed.

"Oh yes, let's cook!" I immediately went to the kitchen.

"Mom Okta cook?" His two sisters glared in disbelief.

"The kitchen patters are a mess," Abstinently whispered to Mizan who was laughing merrily.

"Be prepared tomorrow we will be in the newspaper. Allegedly negligent, the rented house fire until it runs out is not left!" Blow it out heartily quoting the news title.

"Mending if a fire. If you want more extreme news title gini, suspected food poisoning, a young man found lying convulsions." Mizan's thinking was more sadistic.

I immediately scowled. "I can cook!"

But the two boys looked at me skeptically. "Ah, who really?"

"Gue guarantee enjoy my cooking rather than ondel-ondel Tasya Martusya." Wrong I brought the name of the girl, because it ends me getting bullied.

"Tasya's cooking." Started to cloud the atmosphere.

"Tumben didn't come here, did he?" Mizan.

"Call me, tell me to bring vegetables with side dishes. " Kava also followed.

"Just call, it must be he eh he eh." Elbowed his eldest brother's stomach.

Seeing the gurgle not wearing it, as fast as lightning I prevent. "You think Tasya is Gofood? Play the phone?"

All eyes are on me. I was surprised by my own reaction as well.

I smile stiffly. "Em. means, this is malem. The time to send people here malem-malem, it's not polite "

"Don't mind Tasya?" Lantang interrupted.

"It's not ethical, is it?" I ngegas.

"Why did the mother come here too?" Oath, mizan's lamis mouth wants me remethed.

"No, no more Jelly." Connect Lantang.

"Cie nyariin Jelly." I just ledekin.

"Mas Mizan, really, that nyariin."

"Kok me?" Mizan.

"Yes Mas Mizan who likes Kak Jelly, anyway. But I'm still the one being sought." Loudly mocked his second brother.

But before the two exchanged a few words, Kava immediately took action. "You don't be noisy, I'm dizzy." His hands while ngusep-ngusep part of the head that bumps.

"I'm Gofood's pesenin huh? Want what? Pizza, Seafood?" I'm ready with my phone in hand.

Guess what, loud the most hallelujah. "Egg crackers, grenade meatballs, steak, same bubble tea."

I smiled crisply while Lantang's mouth hit Kangmasnya.