My love is Talks Thugs Market Sholeh 2 (Extended)
RAMA-NARA: WHOSE HOUSE?

Rama smiled warmly at some children who seemed to scramble the back of his hand to be saluted, "watch do not forget, today the salary is hour---?!!" Rama raised both eyebrows.

"Half Sevenhhh !!" answer them, crying together.

"Pinter!" Rama rubbed the tops of their heads one by one.

"A, don't forget the story of his prophet Joseph!" said one of the boys in blue and one on the front.

"Ready! But do not forget to memorize the letter as well," replied Rama.

"Yes A!" they answered back to running.

Motor Rika and Gilang are now coming together, "beuhh aa ustadz-aa ustadz! There are many fans" said Vina.

For a moment Nara was stunned to look at the young man who was in front of her, "aa ustadz? She's she? Which is really?!"

"Hunt or Ram! Later the hunt is full of mothers at this hour mah," Rika glanced at the watch in her hand.

"Yes-yes. Sok oruh in advance," pinta Rama invited them to first.

The motor was moving again, until a simple baso stall was only in the courtyard of the house with a blue cart as its icon, and a large banner that covered on top of the cart.

..."Baso Wong Solo Khas Mas Nana"...

He saw Rika and Gilang parked his motorbike in front of there, as well as Vina who had come down to greet the trader.

Nara got down from Rama's motorbike and circulated her gaze around the baso stall with a perusing gaze.

"Why don't you like it ?" rama took off his helmet.

Nara shook her head, "like it!"

"Like me?" asked again, making Nara's gaze diverted, "no!" answer without thinking. Rama chuckles.

"Ra! Here come in," shouted Vina waving her hand.

"Yes!" Nara ran a little inside, the girl slightly bowed her head so as not to touch the banner.

Vina and Rika laughed out loud because of the humor of Gilang and the baso.

Nara so remembered her boo-boro complex friends come to a place like this while laughing freely with the baso, see the address alone maybe they have said BIG NO!

Nara sat in the plastic chair of a million people, right next to Vina, as well as Rama who sat in front of Nara.

"The dealer was Ra!" Vina had brought a bowl of her baso noodles and tasted the ingredients.

"Let me go!" Rama immediately moved, this time the girl did not resist let alone refuse. It felt as strong as he tried ferociously, jutek and sewot, this young man even more aggressively teased him. He felt tired of fighting. After all, Rama did not do anything strange and harm Nara, precisely he who looks like a bad person here.

"Are Rama's a tea girlfriend? Beautiful a pisan," said mas Nana.

"Uhukk!" Rika chokes, but she messes with herself when her gaze is on the baso bowl, "beuhh pedes!" he said fanning his mouth.

"Keselek? Drink battery water!" Gilang.

"Loe used to drink, just tell people!" hiss Vina. Mas Nana laughed crisply, "oh! Peje at all?" he raised his eyebrows.

"Why just this? Abay same Ridwan where, do not follow the peje?!" ask mas Nana.

"I'm not Rama's girlfriend, mas." Answer Nara.

"Not yet, do'ain. Who knows, coming home from here to be a girlfriend!" Rama turned his gaze to Nara, he frowned. Without permission his hand stretched out to clean the stains of the broth on Nara's chin.

"Beautiful people eat beautiful things!" rama added, Nara really has been speechless made, speechless, can not do anything but accept the treatment of Rama.

"Ekhem-ekhem. Uhuk!!"

"Where water!" salting Vina's.

"That!" point Gilang at the bucket of the used laundry bowl, making Rika laugh and Vina who hit her arm while hissing.

"Gue can be alone" said Nara, her face flushed in embarrassment.

A bowl of baso has run out, only half the remaining broth is left.

Cross belch, "alhamdulillah! It's good to sleep!"

"The pain of the carpenters!" vina sarcasm.

Rika glanced at the watch in her hand, "it's already this hour huh! Afraid of the madam getting angry, because the promise is not long."

"Hayu or go home, it's cloudy again. Rich to try!" Vina had already turned her head outside the stall for the sake of looking at the sky.

"Ra, you want to go home?" ask Vina.

"What's dianter picked up?" ask Rika to continue.

"My bear. I have to go back and have to be with me too!" tukas Rama returned after paying the baso, making Nara swallow back her speech.

"It's me first Ram, kasian the Wawan alone in RPH-" Rama nodded, "yes."

Vina is piggybacking Rika while on the other hand Gilang is carrying his own motorbike.

"Lo down where, Ka?" ask Gilang.

"In the front alley," he answered briefly, while Gilang churned along with his gaze on Vina.

"What are the codes? Want to make a pact?!" guess Rika's on target.

"Damn, amit-amit!" Vina thaws and lifts her bike first.

"You want to go around the village here before you go home, let's know the class buildings?" tawar Rama's.

"What do they live here for?" nara asked, starting to get curious.

"That's all, but there's some." Nara frowned, it seemed quite interesting.

"Can!" the answer.

Rama turns on his motorcycle, taking Nara around the village.

"Now, this alley! The third house from here, the blue one, Andy's house! At this hour at most help his father feed the ducks," pointed Rama nugget Nara.

"Oh, did Andi have a duck?"

"Yes, usually like to be made salted eggs, if you are not sure it is masok for some restaurants, stalls are just another business that make duck eggs for raw materials," replied Rama, switching from Andi's house they visited another friend's house even though they did not enter or intend to stop by.

The stretch of rice fields and vegetable gardens became a stunning sight in the eyes of Nara, there were some also belonging to his brother, Rama pointed it.

It seems that compared to the complex where Nara lives, it is better here. There are no high walls of the house barrier to each other to interact. Occasionally Rama issued a joke that brought Nara drifting along in a carefree laugh, until she did not realize the girl put her chin on Rama's shoulder and wrapped her hand in Rama's stomach.

"A Rama!" screeched at some boys playing marbles on a red dirt field.

"Let's play!" take them.

"You coming down?" asked Rama flicked the speed of his motorbike for a moment to ask Nara for advice.

"What can you do, play like that?" nara asked dismissively.

"Ch, ngeremehin. See later!" Rama lowers the standard of the bike and then goes down, pulling Nara's wrist to join there even though it is only a scallion.

"Asik, a Rama follow!" exclaim them.

"Sok here, got Idan-aa buy 2 thousand'eun!" said Rama took out a 2 thousand piece of money from his pants pocket. The boy gave some marbles to Rama. Not nothing Nara has been little, seeing the closeness of Rama with children.

His big hands clashed with marbles with small hands, printing his marbles up to hit some marbles mounted on the ground there.

"Yeeee! Dapet much!" Nara patted Rama's shoulders in dismay as Rama won and the boys were disappointed that the marbles had been taken by the winner.

"Jeez sorry-sorry, reflexes!" Nara is wrong.

Gluduk!

The thunderous sound of lightning brought with it a sudden torrential rain, making them scatter in search of shelter.

Rama reflexes to take off his jacket to protect Nara.

"To my house first, make a shady!" said it.

"May, um deket?" tanya Nara under the umbrella of Rama's jeans.

"Yes, that's the end of the alley" he replied. Under the rain, the two even giggled like a child with a less happy childhood on the motorbike, until he arrived in front of a large house, or rather the largest in this row of alleys with a towering fence in black.

Nara scrunched her forehead weirdly, "who's this?"

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