The Noodle In Love
18. Missing Clothes

A few minutes passed..

I am not afraid and worried anymore. However, the safe position that I thought would make me feel calm and comfortable, it was precisely the fret that I was feeling.

Some of the baper scenes on the big screen I can no longer follow. Feeling clumsy and ashamed of myself to the man next door who was already like a rival to me. Yes, it was as if Rushqi was observing me with a stable feeling of hate.

But, actually, that guy has been so considerate of me. In fact, I've done good things to me several times tonight. Although in his rude way and his indifferent attitude to me. Prejudice about Rush's hatred that was very much me, began to fade myself I felt.

"I'm going to sleep. This childish spectacle is only suitable to be seen by a girl who likes to date like you. Wake me up when it's over" whispered Rush suddenly.

Rush whispered very softly in my ear, seeming to stop the heartbeat in the chest. Very surprised of me. He threw the hate ball back at me.

Rushqi, you have a great grudge against me. It's just a matter of work that you bring outside. But, don't expect me to be silent and not to return your spiciness, Rushqi!!

"You are old. Movies like this don't interest you. I think the documentary Ge thirty es pe ka i is perfect for you. Or a horror movie starring the late Suzanna is what you like? Both are old-age movies, suitable for older generations like you," I whispered satisfied with Rush.

Eyes with long lashes that have been closed open again by looking sharply at me.

"I don't like horror movies starring the artist who lives by that name. Even the film is more tacky and vulgar than the movie you're watching on the front screen," whispered Rushqi very softly replying to me.

"You need to watch that movie for you vulgar. In order not to be an empty old generation. Aren't you releasing the wedding??" I was hoping Rushqi would be hurt and offended.

"So I'm not dating and without this experience you consider empty and stupid?" asked Rushqi while flirting with me looking annoyed.

"Are you feeling vulgarly smart?" I was chasing wanting to know. Forgetting my own shame of being knocked out.

"Of course I'm very clever" Rushqi said, remembering to keep whispering very softly.

"My age at your age has long passed. Imagine how smart I am now. Do you understand that?" rush asked again.

But Rushqi had laid herself on a backrest. His eyes closed quickly back. I think it's time to reconcile and temporarily cease fire between the two of us tonight.

Denis's kulrikik is very henchman and focuses on the big screen in front. I think Denis really likes the modern big screen, with all the stories he plays.

I also leaned in with a straight look to the big screen in front. Try to follow the storyline that has been long enough. This head also does not really understand the series of grooves. Just looking blankly ahead without any depth of story feel that I could feel in the slightest.

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Denis just got away with his car. I rushed into the fence leaving Rush walking slowly behind me. Hope there's no more conversation between the two of us tonight. Feeling tired and no mood to argue anymore.

The key I put in the keyhole suddenly stopped. Feeling something was left behind and it was a new batik shirt Rush bought at the boutique. Where it is, I forget where I've been, where I left it. What's in the movie theater? It hurts my head.

Ah, how is this... Rush must have been very disappointed with my lupa attitude. Like not appreciating at all the cost of giving the mother boy to me. How's this...

Having no Rush mobile number, going to the kitchen is my ninja path. Hope to meet that sharp-mouthed man.

But this time, even almost half an hour I waited with warm tea sweet, Rush did not come to appear. It could be that the man was already flying in his room. I rushed out of the kitchen too. Trying to ignore my batik shirt. I wish one of those two had kept it for me. Either Rushqi, either Denis..

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