That Barbarian girl is my wife
Term

Krieying!!

The bells go home from school and sound loud.

Children of Budi Pekerti School immediately scattered out of the classroom. So did Cyra and Zizi.

"Today want to go home alone or am I anther?! bargain Zizi as they exit the twelfth grade of IPS 1, which is the Cyra class.

"Why do you want me to come home?!" ask Cyra back.

"Yeee, dope-sook nanya! Who likes to bring you home?! That's why I'm going to you, because I want to banter you" Zizi murmured.

"Yes, sometimes I'm accompanied by Bang Ojol!"

Cyra's looking for a defense.

"Huh, if that, don't say it again!"

"Hehe ...!"

"Yes, yuk!"

Zizi then took Cyra's hand and took her to enter Zizi's H*nda Jazz car.

"Eh, where are we going?"

Cyra is shocked because when in the T-junction, Zizi actually turns towards the opposite direction of their home.

"Hehe ...! Let's get some food, laper!"

Zizi.

"But where are we going to eat?! Why go all the way, anyway?!"

"Ntar you know, too!"

About half an hour later, Zizi parked his car in the courtyard of a cafe.

"Kok, we're going down here?!"

Cyra asked a question again.

"Yes, we're going to eat. That's why we're down here. How, anyway?! Reverse, down!!"

Zizi tells Cyra to get out of the car immediately.

"I mean, why should it be here?!"

"Why indeed? You've never been in here, have you?!"

Cyra nodded slowly.

"Yes, come on!! Here the place is great, the food is good, really! The price is also right in our pockets - we are still school children."

Zizi pulls out Cyra's doubtful hand.

"But ...,"

"Udaahh, come!!"

Zizi increasingly pulled his best friend's hand into the cafe.

Actually Zizi knows that Cyra is hesitant, even tends to be afraid. You see, this is the cafe where Cyra's husband works. It's just, Cyra has never come here before. He only knows the location.

"Mas, pesen, dong!" zizi said to a waiter who was standing on his back to those who were sitting right beside the window next to the entrance.

"Yes, Mom, just a second! I'm recording an order! I call my friend, yes!" the answer.

"Oh, alright!"

Zizi nodded.

The girl went to the toilet but was prevented by Cyra.

"Eh, you got HIV??" peekik Cyra was shocked.

Is Zizi doing free s*x? How, can he, the hell, get HIV?!

In fact, Zizi the clever boy brought himself. Why did you get kel*m*n disease so, huh?!

"Not HIV disease, Dodol! But, I mean, I want Vivis!" ringis Zizi's.

The girl was embarrassed because the cafe customer sitting near their table heard Cyra's screech staring at her.

"Oh, that's what it means?! Kirain, you really have that scary HIV" Cyra said.

"Yes, it's a hunt! Go to the KDRT, again!" cyra's orders.

The girl shook her hands telling Zizi to rush to the toilet.

"Eh, what the fuck, is it KDRT?!"

Now even Zizi who was curious about the term Cyra just now.

"Peeing In Tech Skirts!" jaeab Cyra relax.

"Yee, that's school, not technology" Zizi said.

"Like me, please! I made this term," he said.

"Sshhhh, I'm going to the toilet now, yeah!"

Zizi immediately ran to the toilet while holding her stomach.

Meanwhile, the waiter called his partner who was at the cashier table.

"What's wrong?"

A haired man approached a coworker who called out to him.

"That's a customer ordering food. I'm still serving these Mbak-Mbak" he pointed to the customer who was ordering.

"Oh, okay! What number table?!"

"That, that's by the window, near the entrance!"

"Oh!"

The man approached Cyra's desk. The girl is engrossed in her phone, opening a novel on her favorite online app.

"Sorry, what message would you like?"

The deg!

The deg!

Cyra's chest beats faster when he hears the sound of the waiter.

Why did he feel familiar with that voice?!

"What do you want to order, huh?!" ask him again.

Cyra raised her head to order. His body immediately stiffened when he saw that someone he knew was standing in front of him while carrying a notebook.

"You?!"

"Sir Ditya?!"

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