
After Azahra and Delon finished sending their photos to their parents.
" Del said good mamah " said Azahra who immediately got a reply from his mama.
" Surely who picked 'em, Delon..." Said Delon who was proud of himself.
" Huuh basic, uh gw laper nih eat yuk "Take Azahra on Delon, for fear to malaman Azahra did not have time to eat first at home.
" Ok yuk, I happen to also be the "Jawab Delon , and they are ready to go.
" Thank you everyone , sorry to trouble you guys , the dress will be picked up next week { in French }" Azahra said.
"Same , glad to serve you miss { in French }"Servant's answer is kindly and courteously.
Azahra and Delon were looking for a good place to eat for their dinner, and after ten minutes they arrived at a restaurant that was quite famous in Paris .
They sat in the corner and ordered their food.
"Eh bentar first I want to go to the toilet" said Azahra who got up from his seat and walked towards the toilet.
"Hmm" replied Delon, not long after the food they ordered came, Delon who was upset because he was waiting for Azahra, delon also had a plan to make the Azahra .
Delon also put a lot of sambal in the Azahra meal and immediately stirred it flat.
" Hehehe sarain you say feel at home in the toilet" said Delon.
" Why do you cry ? " Tanya Azahra who just came.
" No papa kok, yes have eaten yu "Delon said, and Azahra also nodded.
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" Hello ..Hello ..Mah ..Mamah " Said Delon who picked up the phone from his mother.
" Why ?" Ask Azahra.
"Don't know nih nyokap gw phone but it's not clear , sara elude first bentar , uh but don't eat first , denger not " said Delon.
" Yes, take the lo "Said Azahra, after hearing the answer from Azahra, Delon went out to receive a call from his mother.
Azahra sat alone in the corner without doing anything Azahra was bored, but suddenly Azahra's boredom was lost when he saw sambal on the table.
" Ahah gw kerjain lo , hhuu eat a lot ya dear "Sayak Azahra who poured a lot of sambel in Delon food while looking scared Delon arrived arrived .
" Had done away with waiting for his reaction rich gimna "Said Azahra.
Delon returned and immediately sat in front of Azahra, Delon glanced at Azahra who was watching Delon.
"Lo why ? You ate ?" Delon asked Azahra.
" Yes have eaten the yuk "Chap Delon, and they have eaten their food while looking at each other, and waiting for each other's reaction , no one knows if they're teasing each other .
"Aaaaaaa" cried Azahra and Delon because their food became very painful.
"Lunacy is so sad" said Delon
"Kok food I sped si , the feeling I gave him to food Delon doang deh" said Azahra.
"Lo say what ? So you're making my food so spicy ? " Tanya Delon's.
" Heh lo is also the same, lo who makes food Iw so bad "Ucap Azahra and Azahra also look towards Delon , and Delon was the same looking at Azahra.
The two are now staring at each other and now both are smiling, remembering each other's behavior.
" Sorry .." Delon.
" Ok no papa, I'm also sorry to say "Answer Azahra.
" Aren't they lager ? " Tanya Delon's.
"Udah no, back at night is also "Jawab Azahra.
"Yes, said Delon, and now Delon and
Azahra came out of the restaurant after paying for their food.
" Nih "Delon gave Azahra a piece of bread.
"What the hell is this ? " Tanya Azahra and Delon furrowed their eyebrows.
"Lo can not see this bread, the son of Kindergarten also know that this lo lo bread is already big like this do not know bread, strange lo" replied Delon.
" I also know that time the bread, meaning you give it bread for me " said Azahra.
" Oh I don't think you know that it's bread, you eat that bread and say lagerkan " Said Delon sitting on his motorbike waiting for Azahra to eat some bread first before leaving.
" Okay, thank you, you don't eat "Tanya Azahra.
" no " replied Delon who was playing his phone.
" Yyyyyy.." Azahra said that he put bread on Delon.
"What the lo , have you eaten " said Delon.
"Delon Aaa, open her mouth !! if you do not want to eat I also do not want "Say Azahra and Delon immediately opened his mouth and Azahra also immediately fed Delon bread .
After the bread ran out Delon and Azahra rushed to go home, Delon's motorbike continued to split the road in Paris.