Travel Love To Andromeda
JCTA #97'S. SUDDENLY LAZY

Naya and Wati stormed the aromanis wagon, then after that bought boiled beans and fish baso, not forgetting the corn milk cheese, as long as Agus did not follow Naya and Wati for a second. To the extent that Wati was upset because he was oppressed by Agus.

"Can't you tea away, ain't the boss from earlier ngokutin pan tat people's wives?!" bentak Wati annoyed. Naya is only a spectator with Arif while snacking on boiled beans.

"Aa mah ngga neng Naya, but nemenin neng Wati... Aa has moved on from Neng Naya, love does not have to have ya neng?!" he glanced at Naya who was possessed by the mumil, from earlier Naya was ceaselessly snacking.

"Wati said no need! Know the Indonesian language, do not or have to use kalbu language?!" he snapped again, the intention of seeking entertainment even became a sneer.

Naya laughed crisply, drama Wati and Agus more exciting than the television series lamented crocodile children.

"Well, ah!" Naya moved after finishing her beans, hearing the noise in the area behind her, making Naya curious, "watch the demon yuk barrel!" show Naya.

"Come on! Instead of here, look at real demons!" hiss Wati saw Agus did not like it.

"Ceu, buy the tickets first!" Arif directly lined up in a row of buyers in front of the counter.

"3, Rif!" answer Naya.

Naya chose a place that was a little close, bending her head towards the inside of the barrel track where the drivers were ready with their motor assemblies.

"Cool down, ceu! Said mas Andro, later if you can make SIM, Arif will be given the same motorcycle mas!" jumawa.

"Work! Not a request!" fierce Naya.

"Arif did not ask for ceu, but Andro who wants love!" errativeness.

Their chatter came to a halt as the mc in his voice called for attention from the audience considering the show was about to begin.

"Ceu, Wati if you're a tong se tan jockey that must be cool huh?!"

"The power that can be aja motorbike, in the village road aja you nyuksruk to the rice field!" the answer was approved by Wati, "can't because you don't have, oh yes! Did Wati buy a motorbike, use the rest of the savings..."

"As far as you are, your money." replied Naya, then their attention was divided by the boisterous cheers of the spectators who cried out and applauded as the drivers began their action by riding on a motorcycle in a barrel of bravery and talent, yes talent! *My talent needs*! (the need for work and income)

Andro closed his laptop after checking that the launch preparation had been completed 70 percent.

"May tomorrow go well, mas," added Mr. Akbar embraced Andro, "aamiin."

Andro immediately contacted Kanaya, but the call was not lifted by the wife, it seems Naya was cool in the night market with all her fanfare.

In the night market area, Naya and Wati have now moved to the haunted house with Arif. Wahan who they think is safe for pregnant women like Naya.

"3 yes, a!" naya gave her blue note from her pocket to the counter hole. From the outside, there are sounds of screams and tense backsound to further add a gripping atmosphere that is scary for visitors.

Indonesian ghost-shaped dolls become the mainstay of this ghost house. Not to mention the rooms are made in such a way that it creates a creepy impression.

However, Naya, Wati and Arif are not cowards. All three entered with a relaxed.

"Nightmareeeee!" Wati calls out more sinister than the person who scares her, and Naya and Arif are even whiny into the dark room.

"More wati tea leaves than pocong!" point Arif towards a cosplay person who is a pocong and is scaring other visitors, they reach screams and run around.

"Surprisingly, the pocong period can run so rich in canned cii tires!"

Whether they are indeed like jinn or indeed there is no exact morality of the devil, instead of the fear of the three even laugh-laughs sneering at the lack of cosplayers.

"Ah, more sereman si Agus!" wati said walking together through a room made like a public cemetery, he instead sat in one of the cemetery-like properties.

Naya spouted her laughter, an accidental coincidence, the name on the tombstone is Wati bint Deden.

"Ceu, don't be gentle!" Arif away.

"Saravv!"

"Enak has been buried, Wati is still alive! Not yet bang kee!" exclaim Wati. Among the laughter created, a tuyul figure tugging at the end of Wati's clothes meant to scare. Quite surprised, Wati reflex landed his slap on a tuyul figure with a look of swallow jank dadha and only wear a cawaatt only, but only, here are the dark circles around the eyes and the white color of the body because of the powder that he sprayed on the body.

"Astagfirefull!" he's ensnared.

Plakkkp!

Even Naya and Arif were surprised by her, suddenly the atmosphere became silent.

Until a second later Naya, Arif and Wati ran to the exit, not because they were afraid but because the figure who became crying so much as a result of being stabbed Wati.

Naya chuckled until she held her bottom as well as Arif.

"Behold you tea is the son of your man tabok until mewek!"

"Astagfirullah, ouhh enter the haunted house instead of cape yelling as much as the fear even cape laughing!" arif.

Naya reached into her pocket to pick up her phone, andro had been calling her since. He moved a little away looking for a place that wasn't too boisterous.

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Andro picks up Naya in front of the gate of the night market, he walks with Wati and Arif and goes home together.

Marni's tea is ready with Kinoy's uniform tied to a cuff t-shirt inside, she is veiled to close her veil.

Early in the morning he was deft to feed the Upa before leaving for work, "cepet Pa," he asked, there was no special menu just a paste of potatoes and warm rice, full of carbo.

Arif was still curled up, after the congregational dawn in the mosque he again pulled the scabbard and fell asleep again, fortunately it was noon school today.

Andro was busy checking the preparation of the angkringan ceremony from his place, behind the house while looking at the pan tat chickens who had been running after the father where the breakfast was ready to be stocked.

Mom, it's so busy making the kitchen boil. While Naya? Since pregnancy, the feeling of laziness is mounting. At this hour he still ngalungin towel around the neck has not intended to take a shower.

"The coffee," he sat down beside Andro, making Andro crackle, "why here? The bathroom is empty, right?"

"Cold mas, pregnant kok make Naya waterproof yes, rich raincoat!" she hugged her cold knees.

"Ngaaco. It's just your laziness" replied Andromeda.

Naya did not budge, she chose to put her head and a sling on Andro's shoulder, lazy.

"Momy what time is it here, mas?"

"Later in the afternoon" in short. Naya yawned and yelled again and then went inside.

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For a long time Andro was behind, even the coffee that Naya had made was half left. Marni tea has also been since an hour ago departed with the pick up of Mr. Agung. He decides to go in search of his wife, wanting to take Naya to one place....

"Nay," he called me straight in, but inside the house there was only Arif making his bed and Andro last night, yup! Andro and Arif sleep in the middle of the house, while in the front room Naya, Upa and Marni tea.

"Ceceu where's the Rif?" ask Andro.

"Aarif just woke up, mas" he replied not knowing.

"Well, instead of just getting inside hasn't come back yet, Ndro." Mum put the last stir fry on the dinner table.

"Oh," Andro nodded, meaning the choice of the place to stay only in the room, because in this house there is no more room.

Andro opened the door of the room, a rough han lengu came out of his mouth with the phrase istigfar, "astagfirullah.." he said when he found his pregnant woman was back asleep in the bed, curled up like an anteater with a towel that is still wrapped around the neck.

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