The Story of Love Of Machinist
Chapter 131
That night they both.. Blend with warm.. Through fog and cold air.. Suddenly Nasrul stopped at a roadside martabak merchant.
" how did you stop?? " ask the princess in astonishment
" now you buy martabak gih." said Nasrul while giving a piece of money to the Princess.
" do not bother to bother mass. "the Princess replied refusing to give Nasrul.
" not papa.. Mass buyin intention for your mother" Nasrul said
" yaudah deh." replied the Princess while taking the money Nasrul gave her.
" but you want to, right?" ask Nasrul.
" yes.. Wkwkwk " replied Princess..
" said your mother.. You like martabak the most, right ??.. Ntar her dowry martabak ya wkwkwkwk. "said Nasrul meledek Putri .
" ih mass mah.. Martabak period " said the spoiled Princess while pushing Nasrul slowly.
" kwkwkwk.. Canda or "answer Nasrul laughs amusedly.
" yaudah wkwkw.. Funny part.. Maskawin martabak wkwkwkwk" said the princess who followed laughing.
" yes. Wkwkwkwk "answer Nasrul still laughs.
" yaudah I pesen first yes, " said the princess while walking towards the martabak merchant.
" yes there . Wait here, " replied Nasrul.
Not long martabak ordered was completed.. After giving the money. The princess rode the Nasrul motorcycle. After riding Nasrul intend to take her around the city for a while..
The moon bears witness to how romantic the two of them are.. On the way, they talked and joked.. It doesn't feel like time is getting night. They decided to go home.. Nasrul led the Princess to the gate of her house.
" thank you mass has been bought martabak" said the princess.
" same same.. Say hello to your papa mama " replied Nasrul.
" yes. " said the princess.
" yaudah mass go home first.. Tomorrow must be served again ", Nasrul said.
" yes, " answered the princess.
" Assalamualaikum" Nasrul said
" wa'alaikumussalam" replied the Princess.
" it's beautiful" Nasrul said as he waved his hand.
" dahhh." replied the Princess with a smile.
Nasrul turned his motorbike.. He also rushed home.
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" Assalamualaikum ma'am"." said the Princess as she opened the door of her house.
"wa'alaikum.. Eh mother's daughter has come home " replied the mother.
" take what.. ??" ask me to see what the princess brought
" this is martabak.. From mas Nasrul. The word is for mother. " replied the Princess while giving the food to her mother.
" well, the child bothered to bother." said the mother.
" yes.. Princess Yaudah change clothes first ma'am" said the Princess as she climbed the stairs to her room.
" yes, " replied the mother
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Arriving at the kost.. As usual, he parked his bike.. It looks like the security guard is talking to Riqy.. The young man lives next to the hostel.. Nasrul also intends to approach them
" what else is A ??" nashrul
" this is an ordinary kang.. Maen chess. "Riqy replied.
" ow.. Wkwkwk. "says Nasrul.
" that feeling I've seen already." asked the security guard.
" uh anu.. I didn't "answer Nasrul
" owh. " said the security guard.
" what month of Ramadan are you in, sir" asked Riqy.
" denger with two months left kyanya. "answered the security guard.
" means the month of rajab now" asked Nasrul.
" kyanya. " replied Mr. Kost.
" that's it, "Riqy replied.
" sorry, sir.. A. "said Nasrul bidding to go to his room.
" a muhun. Mango "Raqy replied.
" yes" said Mr. Kost
They both play the carur game when the cold night air..
On the way to his room Nasrul also thought.. The month of Ramadan is soon. He must also quickly propose to the Princess.
" hmm what as soon as I ask him yes." Nasrul said in his heart.
" yaudah deh ntar want Nelpon mamah ah.. Udh sleeps blm yes this hour " said Nasrul.
On arrival in front of his room he also unlocked the door and entered it.. The atmosphere was quiet as usual every day.. Like there's no one in her boarding room ..
Nasrul hopes to have a life companion next year.. So that he doesn't feel alone anymore..
He also unwinded her on the guest sofa.. And intend to call her mother that night as well.