The Charm of Love Amartha
The plugs!
"Well, Mr. Satya .. thanks for the time, sorry you should have said that you are sick, so we can rearrange the schedule of this meeting," said Irwan felt guilty.
"Only small injuries, no problem." said Satya.
"Let's..." Satya invites Irwan to step towards Amartha's table. Amartha got up when she saw Satya and Irwan walking towards her.
"It's over?" amartha asked her husband.
"It's .. oh, yes dear, Mr. Irwan wants to say goodbye" said Satya.
"I still have other business after this, then excuse me, Mr and Mrs Satya." said Irwan.
"Be careful on the road, sir.." said Amartha, Irwan nodded.
"Come," said Irwan before leaving.
Irwan immediately walked towards the exit, he immediately contacted someone.
"Hello? Mister? according to your request." said Irwan.
"Does he agree?" ask the man who was Irwan's interlocutor.
"Yes, of course." said Irwan who had entered his car.
"Remember everything in your name" the man warned.
"As per the initial plan," Irwan said.
"Goody! thanks, Wan!" the man said before he turned off the phone unilaterally.
Irwan then turned on his car engine and left a couple who were still in the cafe.
"Mass? Prisha is leaving for the Aussie today" said Amartha, who sat back down.
"Certainly? it's time for him to come back again" Satya said lightly.
"He asked me to make it there, will it run out of Mas's business, he said he would anterin me to Mami's house?"
"Now?" ask Satya.
"Nega, but next year!" reply Amartha.
"Oh, it still means a long time, huh?"
"Oh, ngeselin..." Amartha was upset, Satya laughed instead.
The two of them finally went to Ganendra's residence. Prisha still hasn't had a bath, and the nuggets in front of the super-large television in the living room.
"Come! sit here, Ma'am! what do you want to drink? let me tell Nala to take it" said Prisha.
"Yeuh, the muster! just wanted to muji, tumben-tumbenan gercep nyuguhin drink, uh end-to-end rut too!" seloroh Satya's.
"But the point is that I and the ending are the dateng drinks on order" said Prisha.
"What are you drinking, Ma'am?" Prisha repeated her unanswered question her sister-in-law.
"Watermelon juice, isn't there?" ask Amartha.
"It's like, just call Nala, please,"
"What is not asked?"
"Abang mah prepared raw tap water aja doyan, so do not have to use any nawarin event, sugar-ngabis in the kitchen alone," said Prisha.
"It's a boy!" Satya throws the couch cushion at her sister but misses.
"Wleeeee not hit! lt's bad!" Prisha mellow. The girl put the phone to her ear.
"Hello, La ... make three watermelon juice, huh? bring it to the living room, tengkyuuuuh!" prisha said, turning off her phone.
"Live behind aja pake nelfon si Nala everything, really malesan anyway, Mon!" satya protests, Amartha scowl the base of his nose dizzy to hear the debate of the two species of sister creature.
"Mons! he said he'd stop by? how is it still crumpled like that?" satya asked when she found her sister still relaxed in front of the tivi and there was no sign of leaving.
"Ntar afternoon," said Prisha while chewing chocolate-flavored wikis.
"Durhaka sister! you know that my brother did not come here. It's so bad for you, Mon!" satya said, then he put one foot on the other, looking at his sister with a fierce look.
"The excitement does not have to be so, before the eyes hit by karma because they dare to glare at this super-collective sister," said Prisha.
"That's really you, Mon! this hour has not been bathing, the trash pantesan hajatan married a laen girl, maybe she already knows your behavior is like this," said Satya mocking.
"Heeeeeyy, don't just change people's names, okay? I help you spell, ef er a en es read?"
"Hajatan basin!" exclamation Satya.
"Fraaaaaaannnsss, read Fraans! he said medical graduates, not really! sucks!" sarcastic Prisha. Satya laughs.
"Not laugh! Ma'am please it's her husband gagged what, cake! his laugh made a very goiter!" said Prisha.
"Can't do it, sha! the factory suit is like that." said Amartha.
"Make Onti Isha, you just don't look like your father, huh?" prisha said as she stroked her sister-in-law's stomach.
"Heh, little brother don't be taught the weird!" satya.
"Where are you going, Mon? how do you look?" ask Satya.
"Where was that? oh, that's said mami again really want to buy taneman what's a hole, foliage that hits it again!" said Prisha.
"Aiiih, why hands? picketed mummy kayak bandages? not all of you face? let cosplay be an arab mummy?" seloroh Prisha's.
"Devil's sister!" satya. Prisha slaps Satya's ailing hand.
"Aawhhh! pain, monster!" Satya.
"Sorry, just ngetes is really sick or a lie," said Prisha nyemgir and clenched her hands but a moment later the girl laughed crisply.
Satya who intended to float a sofa pillow suddenly undoes her intentions when she saw Nala carrying a glass filled with watermelon juice.
"Drink first, Mas .. let's not be emotional," said Amartha who was as strong as possible did not laugh.
"No laughing, no.." said Satya. Then Amartha helped Satya to drink.
"We go to the room, Yank .. My hand can be knocked again with him! instead of being intentional when it's all a lie!" satya said dramatizing the atmosphere.
"To top first yes, Sha.." said Amartha after drinking the juice.
"Here you go, Ma'am! let Abang go up alone" said Prisha who held Amartha.
"No! no, if you mostly slang this same boy, then there will be a baby we are in shock, Yank.." protest Satya.
"Have a son! no yes, anyways you can go to the room alone, the road is still the same will not stray, if stray means in the attraction of demons!" said Prisha.
"Yuk, just to the room, Yank .. My hands flicked up the same abis taped to this monster, very sick loh this," said Satya memelas.
"Sha ... We're up, huh?" said Amartha who immediately got up and began to step towards the stairs.
"No shame, though! I want to be a father, still a child, basic plugs!" taec Prisha.
Satya did not want to answer his sister's words, because the debate will be endless.
"Oh Allah, mommy why give me a model sister so," said Satya after entering the room.
"Prisha it's you chick version, Mas!"
"No, yes ..he's his cow has reached his roots. If I don't, Yank." said Satya in self-defense.
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