My love is Talks Thugs Market Sholeh 2 (Extended)
BUTTERFLY: NGAJAKIN COOKING

If it is time to go home this way, the citizens of MIPA 3 feel rich Indonesian people who have just been independent from the invaders.

"Oyyy home!"

"Yo, I'm going to the house to change the exhaust motorbike into racing!" said Andy.

"Kuy it! Kang Eman has a da!" replied Rio.

"Well, don't you?"

"Gue hinged first," said Tian glancing at the cute girl with chubby cheeks, who was now throwing piercing eyes, "watch out for a ride!" his glares.

"Gue follow" said Vian.

"So won't the mallm come to Braga? Who am I talking to Ayub?!" ask Rifal.

"Gue o'm fal!" Joseph held up his index finger.

"A rich man has a capital only you cup?!" ask Ridwan.

"Pinjem's got Rama, ain't Ram?!"

"In the stel first cup, then take it to the house,"

Nara got to know what they were talking about.

"Whoa! Papa MIPA 3 is the most generous person,"

"What's? Ucup want minjem what?" nara asked, raising both eyebrows, Rama put his hands on Nara's shoulders, walking in unison from the classroom to the parking lot with the others.

"Motor," answered Rama briefly.

He frowned, "make what?"

"You want to participate in the race event in Braga" replied Rama.

"Yu ah go home, don't think about them mah!" Rama puts a helmet on Nara's head, "sorry it's her hair," as she wants to press the hook on Nara's neck baeah, the girl complies by carrying her hindering hair back.

"Kok home?" Nara was shaking her lips.

Rama knitted his brows, then equalized his height, "where do my dear go?" he poked Nara's nose.

"Where was the cake, the mama is still in the hospital nemenin papa, bang Akhsan came home from the mall just now he chatted," replied Nara.

"You want to come to my house?" bargained for

"What's going on in there?" ask Nara again.

Rama smiles nosyly, "sauce, chair, tv, there's laundry too. Wanna?"

"Cock laundry? Thought I was an infal maid," her eyebrows furrowed.

"Well, what was it, what was the laundry. You want to help me that time,"

Nara hits Rama's arm slowly and he pours out spoiled, "uhhh,"

"Yu ride," he has climbed on his bike, now Nara does not hesitate anymore to ride the bike that he initially taunted the butt.

Inadvertently, Nara's gaze fell on Willy's car, where the four friends of the complex were watching Nara and Rama with a dislike gaze, Rama put forward his motorbike leaving the school gate, but again Nara's gaze pounded on the stall area around the school, Tian's motorbike stopped to pick up someone and it-Tasya. Nara raised her eyebrows, even her gaze as if she did not want to miss the scene for a second, Nara's neck to twist to the limit of rotation.

"Ram, that was Tian picked up Tasya right? I'm not wrong, my eyes are not myopic!" nara told Rama.

"Yes, they've got a lot of relationship behind." Rama replied indifferently, he did know but did not bother about it.

"But at school aren't they fighting a lot?" Nara smiled amusedly, funny just the kind of relationship they were.

"Because at first they often fought. Maybe shy, not ready to go public, not understand also-that's their problem, let alone." replied Rama did not want to interfere in the personal problems of others, others, although it is undeniable he knew from Tian's own mouth that told the story.

"Hm," Nara murmured in response. The girl frowned, since she had spoken she had not seen the direction of the streets, "loh! This isn't the way to your house, where are we going?" nara's voice collided with the wind.

"We go to the market first yes, bring something for ambu, if he does not bring anything later he rampaged, the garbage in the house ruffled." laughs Rama.

Nara's eyes narrowed, he pinched Rama's waist until Rama was surprised, "that ambu nyeremin time!" his nag.

Motor stopped at the market parking lot, Nara again made gawking when with the familiar parking lot, traders and buskers who were there alternately greeting Rama.

"Hey aa bro, healthy?"

"Alhamdulillah, am I safe?" rama asked the parking lot.

"Perman-safe,"

"Yes first!" Rama said goodbye and invited Nara inside.

Nara's lips were drawn wide curving, he laughed with glee at the ease of Rama buying some kind of vegetables like mothers, as if this activity was not embarrassing for him.

"You shop gini a lot?" nara's laughter is crisp.

"Udah is usually told to be ambu,"

"Neither embarrassed?" tanya Nara, usually the youth of today's boro-boro want to be told to shop at the market, asked to buy sugar just to shop ogah-ogahan 7 derivative 7 climbs.

"I'm ashamed, I'm wearing clothes!" the answer. The more amazed Nara by Rama, who knows what else this young man has, the more days Rama as if opened by a new door that makes him amazed. The two stopped by the kiosk first.

"Assalamu'alaikum bah,"

Abah is seen chattering with other traders close to him, "eh-aya neng geulis! Minantu abah candidate," said Abah hajj.

"Win!" calling abah to the female merchant in front of him, he looked up, including Nara and Rama who turned towards the instant veiled woman with a golden bracelet that coiled a lot on his arm.

"Tingali candidate minantu, ngalongok abah! Her geulis?!" his claws pointed at Nara, as the girl was about to salim.

"Writer bah! Aa wants to marry me?! Ahhh heartbroken at A!" he laughed at Rama, "do not tea, later aa sad if the Viennese tea is crying, a heart only for Viennese tea!" kelakar Rama was also laughed at by Vienna tea. Rama stretched out his hand to salim at Abah,

Dugh! Jidat Rama stumbled upon the stone in the ring of the hajj.

"Aww.." he said, making Nara laugh.

"yeah! Sick atuh, eta the stone ring got eyed! " the rama's nagging, bright in the ring finger and the middle of the circular abah two pieces of agate rocky rings as large as green and red jengkol seeds. Though earlier when Nara salim, Abah Haji took off his ring first so that Nara did not feel pain. Abah laughed, "usually strong too!"

"Well, the prospective ghost wants to go home, he said help the cooking ambush!" said Rama.

"Well! Good at all, sokuh gera go home! Just be careful on the road, don't speed," pinta Abah hajj.

"Yes bah, Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam."

Nara and Rama went back out of the market, "you hold the crackle."

Counted twice Nara to this village, and this village gives the impression of being at home with all the friendly smiles, as if it was never quiet and it feels so warm.

The motor arrived in front of the gate of Rama's house, these two young people came down.

"I opened the gate," Nara opened the lock and widened the gate, while Rama pushed the motor in and parked it with another motorcycle, and Nara followed up in the parking lot near the room beside the kitchen and gazebo.

"Aren't you in the rowdy house?" ask Nara. Rama nodded, "there's noah, so do the shopping as well." But the voice of a successful woman made Nara turn her body.

"Eh there's that geulis neng again, who is it! Ambu forgot his name," he patted his eel.

"Nara-guava...." Nara grabbed the back of Ambu's hand.

"ah! yes Nara," she replied.

"Ambu, Nara brought cooking ingredients!" it shows a fainting in the hand.

"Oh to the kitchen means us! Want to make sure *anyang-anyangan* this story is tea?!" Ambu grabbed Nara by the shoulder and carried her inside through the kitchen door. It is said that according to ancient parents, if guests are taught to enter directly into the wasp, it means that the guest is already considered like his own family.

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Note :

\*Waiting : cooking.