That Barbarian girl is my wife
The Missed Message

This week it's Ditya's turn to schedule a few houses and cook.

Early in the morning Ditya was struggling with kitchen utensils. And this morning he made a sausage fried rice menu for breakfast.

Finished cooking and washing the former kitchen utensils, Ditya headed back to wash. Since there is already a washing machine, he can wash while sweeping and mopping the floor, while a rotating washing machine throws down the legs attached to the clothes he is washing.

About two hours long Ditya activities, all homework was neat.

"Ok, everything's done! Now I just take a shower, keep eating breakfast, it's gone to the cafe" he murmured to himself.

Ditya also grabbed a towel in the clothesline and then rushed to the bathroom before the same Cici Meong.

Twenty minutes later, he was tidy with a new white shirt paired with black pants.

Remember the tragedy of the white shirt that was loose when Cyra washed it a few days ago?!

Ditya finally bought a new shirt because the shirt that is loose can not be removed stains.

Ditya tried to soak it with a plumber, but there was a shirt more blatant (B.Jawa-read-dappled) not karena.

While his bow tie he deliberately kept it in his pocket. He will wear it when he arrives at the cafe.

Yep. Today is the birthday of the cafe where he worked which was established five years ago.

Although it is fairly new cafe, but thanks to the touch of Ditya's hand, the atmosphere of the cafe so slightly different from other cafes.

The place is also often reserved for special occasions mostly by millennial youth.

He looked at the clock on his left wrist. Half past seven in the morning.

"Where is the Cici, it's not waking up at this hour. Ck, you lazy brat!"

Ditya hummed himself.

The door to Cyra's room three times. There are still no signs of life in it.

The door that happened to be unlocked.

A czech!

The door is open. He turned his head into the room.

Cyra was still in the warm blanket.

"Hi, wake up, slacker!!"

He pulls the blanket used to wrap Cyra's body.

Instead of waking up, the girl actually pulled back the blanket that Ditya had just pulled.

"Hmm, later, Yung! Five more minutes. Still sleepy, nih," he murmured still with his eyes closed.

"Whatt?!"

What kind of dream did he have, to the point that he thought he was still living in his papa house?!

"Whatever, please! I've woken you up. Later if you are angry I don't think I woke up, beware!!" hissing Ditya while out of Cyra's room.

It becomes his own emotion.

Cyra asked her to wake up at six in the morning. There are competitions in schools to commemorate the 76th anniversary of the independence of the Republic of Indonesia. And Cyra became one of the organizers of the race.

He banged on the door of his room repeatedly. Ditya breaks into the girl's room to wake her up. In fact, according to the agreement, between the two are prohibited from entering their privacy area, namely the room.

Ditya finally left the house, leaving for the cafe after leaving a note attached to Cyra's room door.

A noise was heard from inside Cyra's room. While continuing to close her eyes, the girl fumbled at the nightstand next to the bed to pick up her cell phone which continued to sound her screams spread the girl's dream.

"Hallo!"

Cyra answered the call with a raspy voice characteristic of waking up.

" Where are you?? Why haven't you left yet, anyway?!"

There was the voice of Zizi, tenan sebangku who is also one.panitia with Cyra.

"Home, where else? Where are we going, anyway?!"

"Whatts? Still home? You just woke up?? Oh, my goodness, Cyraaa!!" zizi's yelling made Cyra move her phone away from her ear.

"You forgot, what day is it today? Today our school has a race. And you become her role model. How, anyway?!" grute Zizi.

Tension does have this one friend.

"Well?!"

Cyra who was about to put herself to sleep again woke up.

"Oh, my God!! I'm very forget it! Ok, I'm leaving now."

"the hunt! Don't forget to shower!" zizi Break.

After that, the phone connection was broken.

Cyra looked at the clock on her phone that had shown at seven past ten minutes. The girl ran to the bathroom in a hurry.

"Kok, Brother Ditya didn't wake me up, did he?! It's late, right?! Huh!!"

Cyra grumbled while taking a bath.

Ten minutes later the girl was looking neat even though her shoulder-length hair was left wet. She wants hair with a hair dryer. Just soaking lightning.

Cyra also stops a taxi that happened to pass in front of his house, heading to school.

He ignored calls from Ditya on his phone that kept ringing. The girl also missed a message from Ditya that was written and taped to the door in a hurry.