
💋💋 Banned julid!!! This story is just for entertainment, not to top up sins!! 💋💋
Humans can plan,
But the account balance is also what determines.
💋💋 Sarangbeo 💋💋
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After about twenty minutes Xena went out to buy breakfast, now Xena has returned to the God's apartment with a black plastic bag containing vegetable and rice flour for herself and God.
When Xena was about to turn into the kitchen, it turned out that God had just come out of the room.
"Is there a vegetable lontong on my order?" Ask the God while walking following Xena who has turned into the kitchen.
"There's." Xena replied with a scowling face.
"Why loe? How'd you frown?" Ask the Gods. Because this morning he hasn't asked Sagita to make Xena jealous.
"I'm a spit as a seller."
"Can kesel also loe? Kirain only makes people know it!"
"Tikh.. Brother God I'm serious."
"Why did you go through?"
FLASHBACK.
Now Xena is at the breakfast vendor opposite the apartment building.
"Mas, is the vegetable lontong still there?" Ask Xena.
"Still Mommy."
"If the rice is on?"
"Still also Mommy."
"I buy vegetable lontong with rice with one yah Mas."
"Good Ma'am."
Because buyers are crowded, inevitably Xena must wait until the seller completes the buyer's order before Xena.
While preparing the order, the seller occasionally turned towards Xena.
"Where is Ma'am?"
"In that apartment, huh?"
"Newly live apartment ahead?"
Xena nodded her head.
"Died with my parents?"
Xena shook her head.
Hearing that, the seller again glanced at Xena but glanced this time like he could not believe Xena's words.
"His husband? Wong is still a little girl, she has a husband. Just ngibul!!" Cibir the seller in heart. Naturally, the seller thought Xena was still a child because in addition to Xena's young face, the nightgown that Xena was wearing today was frozen.
In addition to the equatorial belek and the flow of dry iler, where there is a woman who is married and lives in a luxurious apartment does not attach importance to the appearance of Xena. That's how the salesman thought of Xena.
"The hell Mommy? Don't look like I'm married." Reply to the seller with a very sweet language. In the heart of the seller, he sneered at Xena.
Yeah that's human, sweet on the outside, rotten on the inside.
"Mas can't believe it? Do I need to call my husband?"
"Not to believe Ma'am, but from the face of Mbak it's like a new girl graduated Junior High." Reply to the seller.
Xena rolled her eyes lazily hearing the words of the seller.
Maybe for some people the jokes thrown by the seller like they are praising. But for some others, not necessarily and could be hurt with jokes like that. And Xena is included in the person who does not like the seller's jokes.
"Definitely her husband is in his forties, Ma'am?" Ask the seller.
Xena shook her head.
"Oh. because I used to have a friend, just finished the same marriage high school who was in his forties. I asked her if she wanted to marry the same one who was much older. Eh. she said, so that if she is not beautiful anymore her husband will not cheat right if my friend is old, surely her husband's eyes are myopic or not already deceased." Reply to the seller with an indistinct smile.
"Berart Mbak married the husband of Mbak because of the Edi yah?" Guess the seller.
"Whose Edi?" Ask Xena back.
"Edi, Uh. You mean me."
Xena who knows what the words of the seller also directly emotion.
"Hi!!! Just say it!!!" Xena protested with a high tone of voice.
"If you sell, you sell Mas, don't go into other people's business!! If Mas wants to be cool, mending became a presenter of gossip show there!!!" Continue Xena.
"Boy kok her mouth really flexible, like a mother-female complex!!" Said Xena again.
"Ma-sorry Ma'am if Mbak is offended. I'm not having"
"Sorry, sorry, sorry!!! It should be before apologizing it think!!! That's why God gives the brain above not below, the goal is that before saying something in the first thought!!" Cut Xena.
"Where's my pesenan!!!" Pinta Xena's.
The seller who had been overwhelmed with Xena's tantrums was in a hurry to make Xena's order.
FLASHBACK OFF'S.
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Seriate...