My love is Talks Thugs Market Sholeh 2 (Extended)
RAMA-NARA: WHO IS KIRANA?

"You going home now?" rama asked who had just returned from the mosque.

"Yes," nodded Nara who was already restless waiting for Rama to come home, the article is already night.

"Yes, I changed my clothes first. Waita minute!"

Change his clothes like a man is different from women, sat-set immediately ready.

"Yes, you go home! I went in" Nara said, but Rama shook his head. "Ngga good if you don't live first brother, the impression is I'm not polite anter you keep running late!"

The young man came in, and took Nara's hand inside. Akhsan was sitting on the sofa, befriending a cigarette and a cell phone.

"Assalamu'alaikum bang, sorry I nganterin Nara his kemaleman," not Nara who apologized or permission but Rama.

Akhsan's smile is the biggest, gentleman's sign is like this - not taking refuge behind a woman's body but he himself is facing, "nothing, I believe in you!"

"This time, I pamit bang, already malem. sorry not nemenin mabar this time bang," said Rama.

"Aha-ha-ha is nothing, next time is it?" akhsan replied as if he had been familiar for a long time.

"Ra, I'm going home?!" Rama ruffled Nara's hair.

"Yes, careful!" his reply.

"You ate Ra?" ask Akhsan.

Nara put her bag away and gawked to get a drink, "it was in Rama's house."

"Oh, so go to Rama's house just for a ride to eat." shoot Akhsan.

"You're filtered why the hell!" sulek Nara, if he does not remember the quality he has poured water in his glass on his brother.

Nara went upstairs to get her towel and went back to the bathroom to clean up. After that go back down while carrying the textbook.

"Lo still want to know what task would you like to watch anyway?" ask Akhsan.

"You need to do the task while watching," answered Nara indifferently, he prefers to move the tv channel to find a show that he thinks is cool, then open the book.

But just now that the remote was stored on the table, Akhsan had already taken it back and moved the television channel to the show he wanted, automatically Nara frowned manyun.

"Ih! Don't move why!"

"Ck! Learn to learn!" the answer.

"So afternoon you came here nanyain,"

"Who's name?" ask Nara.

"Nanyain bi Asih! Yes nanyain loah, papa's time!" his eyes stayed focused on the television screen.

"Temen-temen---I mean complex brother temen?" Nara just wanted to make sure.

"Yes! Who else is it? Kaya who has a lot of tea," replied Akhsan sengak.

"Why--" asked Nara to herself seemed lazy, wasn't it just at school they said they didn't want to be friends anymore?

"Tau, you've got debt times!" akhsan's shoulder shot was different in contrast to his guess.

"Have a son!" sergeant Nara doesn't feel.

"What do you need to answer?"

"Just answer me again with Rama, again dating!" the shoot casually took the jar of chips.

"Keep ?" Nara who originally wanted to write suddenly kept her pen out of curiosity about their reaction.

"It hurts to go!" Nara rubbed her head.

*ting*! nara's phone is clinking, message notifications are coming into her phone.

The first if he has been added to the group wa class MIPA 3, by admin Pearl. And the second successful message made Nara smile less like an ounce.

Rama sent me a picture of him holding a paper that read,

...***Goodnight prospective makhrom, have a nice dream, dream I yes**-"...

Nara cengengesan himself, because the writing was spiked with thick red lip marks, either lips with lipstick who it was.

Rama's face is not as handsome as Korean actors, but really Nara has fallen in love with all the advantages and disadvantages, let alone his humorous but not contrived nature.

"*Hooaammm*...."

Nara immediately tidied up the book and went to the room and slept.

*Have a nice sleep too Rama*---

Nara is still lounging in her bed. His agency anyway-today, he along with Akhsan will pick up papa's return from the hospital.

"This if diterusin surely I brushed again, must be in segerin!" Nara wakes up and intends to run muterin konplek goods seputer two puter which is important dryness and segeran. He came down from his room with a sports stellan.

"Tumben, where are you going?" akhsan asked, early in the morning he was already at the dinner table enjoying his morning breakfast.

"You run away from the butterfly complex" answered Nara, concluding her shoelaces.

"Ooohh, Kirain wants to run away from reality!" taunting laughter. Nara turned her black eyeballs.

The morning air was blown, and began a small run.

"Hay," said a girl aligning her running beside Nara all of a sudden.

"Hay," Nara replied, she frowned, it seems like this girl lives here too but has never met Nara.

"I'm Kirana, my house is on the other end!" he shows the location of his house that is not too far from Nara's house. Whether Nara is too busy and rarely comes out whether the girl has only appeared to the surface since Nara lived here, she has never met even once.

"I-i-"

"Nara! Aye right?" shoot it right, Nara nodded.

"I know how, from the first time you came here, I saw just--" her words faltered because these two girls were running.

"Sit there first yu cape," he asked.

"Byeah," Nara followed.

He looks to stretch his legs, "I want to meet you just, hunt first with them!" he said smiling sideways.

"They ?" Nara knitted her brows.

"Willy, Ingrid, Gibran and Dea" he replied quietly, staring straight but not the street he was looking at, more like he was staring at the past.

Then now her gaze turned to Nara and smiled, "continue to arrive now, I see now you are not too close to them anymore, I see you are often escorted to the same guy using a noisy motor-" kekehnya, Nara also laugh. He agreed that the sound of the exhaust of Rama's motorbike was noisy for mercy. From the end of the complex to the other end all residents of the block can hear, so Nara already knows from the end of the block if Rama comes.

"He's a good guy! I know, several times I've seen him," replied Kirana making Nara look strangely at the girl beside him, as if more memorized Rama than him.

"You can't go wrong Ramadan is his name" he added.

"Loh! Do you know Rama? Seingetku, you're not a schoolgirl, where am I with the others?" Nara is getting confused.

"Yes, just know! He's Temen Willy, right? I just know-it-was the same way with Willy cs but that abis broke up, because the mind doesn't go in line!" his smile was wry but seemed to hold so much mystery. Isn't Rama and Willy like eternal rivals? But he said it was a friend?

"I go first, if you need a friend-you know my house, right?!" he stood up from his seat, "bye!"

"Bye!" reply Nara, many questions lodged in Nara's brain now, this girl named Kirana-who suddenly comes and admits to knowing Rama, then his speech that says if Rama and Willy are friends.

"Snack."

"Boncels! Our hunt is late! Dandan long very rich manten!" akhsan shouted from the doorway of the house.

"Yes for a minute!"

"Your mom and dad are definitely waiting! After 5 minutes, no one showed up!"

"Yes, it's bawel!" Nara came down in a hurry even her shoes she tenteng to get in the car.

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