My love is Talks Thugs Market Sholeh 2 (Extended)
RAMADAN: FOLLOWING THE FLOW

Rama pushed his head up to parallel with Nara, "If he was a mate, he would not go anywhere. God is always pointing the way for us," said Rama whispered, making laughter and smiles Nara fade instantly rich jeans later direndem.

"Eeeaa ! Pepet continue not to be saggy," said Gilang chimed.

"For a long time also collapsed," added Ridwan and Bayu.

"Beuhh, that's wedan-edanan's business, Ram!" timpal Rifal's.

While Nara whose face was reddened, only silent a thousand languages with lips that were sung and the look of the face bent.

"He-he-he, be patient Ra!" Mita.

"But I think you fit Rama well. He's a good person, not as he seems, you just don't know him yet" he continued.

"What the hell Mita ! Ko even so play fit-fit, you join his camp heih, given what ?!" nara replied sharply, she was already completely embarrassed.

"Peace Ra !" Mita grinned and fixed the location of her glasses.

Vina came out of her stool, "Hay Nara-hugs to meet. I'm Vina!" the girl reached out her hand sliding Rama's seat at will.

"Vin, naon atuh, play slide! Not mahrom" said Rama.

"Beware of Ram, come first want to meet Nara," Vina nyengir.

"Don't want Ra, the same acquaintance as my witch's mother!" Gilang sudsh pinned Vina's head past Rama's.

"That's right!" furious Vina clenched her hands at Gilang and glared.

"Weyy-weyy!" Rama is standing in the middle.

"Honey don't be jealous, Vina's just as cross!" he said it made Nara raise both eyebrows.

"Naon anyway?! Amit!"

"Amit-amit!"

Rika who followed until stumbling Bayu's foot, "ihhh Abay! Your legs! Meni ngalangin street! This project!" his nag.

"Sorry-sorry!" laughter Bayu.

"I'm Rika," the other girl reached out to get acquainted.

Nara greeted him with a smile.

"Nara means Sunday morning we go to the market, yes" said Vina.

"Yes" answered Nara.

"Let market problems be our business, easy !" said Gilang.

"That's what porters the market!" answer Rica.

"Later for you, I'll pick you up" said Rama.

"That's fine!" Nara shook her head, "later I'll be with Vina just like Rika." she refused.

"okay." Take Rama for sure.

"Tumben really, he has no alibi to disagree with. Usually she likes maksa," Nara shakes her shoulders indifferently, more on being grateful.

The break bell has rung twice,

Nara quickly tidied up her books and stationery, she immediately got up from the bench, Rama who saw it all immediately held Nara's hand, "where are you going ?" ask Rama until Nara's steps stop.

"Where are none of your business!" jutek.

"Now it's my business," he replied, but Nara knitted her eyebrows.

Since when his business became the business of this one young man, do not wait because of classmates and one group, he can so casually do, "step aside !" banish him.

"I'm going to the cafeteria !" shouted Nara exasperatedly, it had been 2 weeks that he was silent this time daring to shout at the young man in front of him who Nara said was happy to act as he pleased.

"Retreat or did I bite your hand?!" threaten her.

He grinned, "bite it, who knows be a vampire!" he even laughed.

"Ihh!"

"The ram!" Gilang ran to make Rama's attention distracted, while Nara also revolted and released the grip of Rama.

"Nara !!" screaming called. He lost Nara. The girl did turn her head but to just throw her tongue at Rama as an act of ridicule.

"Awas ya Ra," Rama smiled meaningfully.

"Ram, there's important news!" silang.

"It should be more important than the Lang earthquake, because it's because the loe dateng Nara until it passes*yeuh*!" omel Rama sitting in front of the class joined Tian, Andi, and Rio who are playing online games.

"*The gang balakaciprut*to invite Nara to the*night club*!" Rama raised his eyebrows, "seriously?"

Gilang nodded, "seriously. They were talking in the cafeteria again, asked Abay if he didn't believe it!"

"Wahtang atuh Ram, the children's circle is famous for not being real, said Alisha class IPS 2. He would love to join as well," Tian shot into their conversation.

"Hoooh! 2in said Tian, Ram. Sebandelnya we-sebandelnya girls MIPA 3 never get into the night club. It used to be when Mery joined Alisha's son we monitored right?!" sahut Andi's.

"What nightclub do they come to?" ask Rama.

"Ask Rifal or Vian!"

Rama nodded, he did not know the nightclub that often visited Willy because honestly Rana was often there, only he would ask for more info, again, just in case Willy cs has a new playground.

Nara walked quickly to the cafeteria to meet Willy cs.

He saw the four children were chatting while giggling in front of the bakmie bowl.

"Hay! Sorry for long? Is it food?" Nara sat down to join.

"Eh, really! Just now" replied Dea.

"Cieee-ekhem! Ekhem! Drag the throat!" cibir Gibran and Ingrid.

"Where's Ra, so come along, right?! Come on, so yeah?! It has to be!" force Dea to urge.

Actually Nara is not sure, but-the mouth seems unable to resist for the sake of a friendship.

Lama Nara stared at the bowl of bakmie that he just greedy content, once his young soul must be filled with these things too, right not to be stiff? Live only once! The girl tried to convince herself of her decision.

"Assynolt,"

"Wa'alaikumsalam,"

As usual, in this house is always quiet on Monday to Friday at this hour. There was only a housekeeper who accompanied Nara.

"The father tipped the pesen he said back again late neng," bi Asih put a stir-fry bowl on the dining table.

"Yes bi," Nara crouched down to take cold water from the refrigerator and poured it into a glass and gulped it down.

"It was Nara going upstairs first huh bi," the girl went straight upstairs. He put a carrying bag containing the weight of a textbook weighing the burden of the sins of the people of Muhammad, then laid his body on the bed. Neutranya saw the ceiling of the room, it was not difficult for her to go to sleep immediately, just a moment she was asleep.

Slowly but surely, his eyes blinked. The sounds of activity downstairs began to be heard in his hearing.

"What time is this?" Nara groped for a cell phone on the bed that she had taken out of her uniform pocket.

"Ck! It was 4 o'clock," he decaknya, then his eyebrows raised when he found a notification on the phone if someone's number sent him a message.

0812xxxxxxx

Honey, I'll go to your house, wait.

"Whose number is it?" his brows furrowed, if researched any more. No one called Nara with any affection other than that absurd young man.

_Narasheila_

I want to go, I don't have to go to my house.

Nara threw her cell phone on the bed and then moved out of the room, her footsteps shuffled downstairs while rubbing her eyes.

"Finally the sleeping princess woke up too, the bed queen ! Join a sleeping contest there sure won !" cecar Akhsan's.

"And loe bang! Lambe nyinyir, follow the account lambe turah julid there, must be many haters !" nara answered no less fiercely, the girl entered the bathroom.

"Have a leak ! I'm so calm on the outside, my mouth is rich gini if again with loe doang !" akhsan.

After Isya Nara was getting ready, she even ruffled her closet in order to get a suitable outfit for her tonight.

"Nara!" call them from outside. Akhsan who happened to be on the sofa was listening to them.

The door handle he opened featured a view of the four children's complex complete with neat clothes and fragrances.

"Malem's a handsome brother!" greet Inggrid and Dea.

"Bang, is Nara'nya there?" ask Gibran.

The eyebrows of the Berlin Wall were raised next door, "there is."

"Bang sunday night, wander around Braga!" their reason, actually it is true their purpose to the area for sightseeing spend the weekend, while snacking anyway. But they skipped their main goal.

Nara comes down from the room, "ma! Nara came out the same as the others!" half-hearted - there is a sense of unease and sin for lying, but-demons are very clever at deceiving the human heart.

"Tante, um, brother! Pamit first," Ingrid and Gibran bowed.

"Yes be careful!" reply mom. Nara was about to get into the passenger seat, but Gibran sudsh ambushed first, "eits! Especially starting today, Nara sat in front!" he asked Nara to sit next to Willy.

"Loh, why?"

The four friends smiled amusedly, "there's nothing! Gibran just wants to sit between two girls!" funny Willy.

"It could be Will!" Dea spoke but looked in another direction.

"Ngga nothing Ra. Just bosen!" answer Gibran. Without thinking long and linger again because of the time that continues to roll Nara into the driver's side seat.

The girl turned her face towards the window, she could feel that Willy had been stealing glances at her.

"Didn't you like Bandung at night?" his question opened his voice, while in the back seat the other three friends were already busy themselves.

Nara nodded briefly, "like."

"I prefer you" replied Willy.

"Uhukkus! Uhukk! Keselek o'm Will," Dea said.

"Om Will again dreadlocks," kekeh Inggrid.

"Syrics to you both!" Gibran pushed the heads of his two friends. Nara just kept quiet without answering, her already hot hands coldly wanting to get out of this awward situation immediately.

Eventually the car entered the street, where the building was lined up like a shophouse building but slightly closed. Name **southbang club**, one of the hottest night clubs in Bandung he said!

The frenetic club has begun to feel from the beginning of the entrance.

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