My love is Talks Thugs Market Sholeh 2 (Extended)
BUTTERFLY: BEYOND EXPECTATIONS, THUGS LOVERS KIDS

It seems that looking at Rama is more interesting for Nara than listening to Rika and the vegetable seller. His interaction with the merchant made Nara join his own whimper as they were seen laughing due to Rama's ridiculous behavior.

Someone's voice made Nara surprised and distracted, "neng, see a Rama huh? Neng likes it?!" guess it in a joking tone.

"Eh, no sir! Just look at it again, the rich chatter rame," replied Nara, if not the parents had Nara sewoti him, the guess of the makjleb make the heart pounding rich waves.

"Absolutely, Rama's security here sir?" ask Nara to the father of other vegetable sellers who lined up next to the source of Nara's duties.

"Yes neng. The name is a public place, especially the market likes a delinquent, whether it's just for cramming, hanging out or making trouble!" replied the wife who was next to her father.

"Well a Rama, he is the same friends who like to take care of security in this market, so that on shopping feel safe, traders will also be selling sweet merchandise, neng. Rama is the son of Haji Nawir! Do you know about Hajj?" ask her back, Nara has not answered her own answer.

"Nih, who has a meat jongko (kiosk), you also have your own RPH neng. A Rama mah jago fight neng, well, sholeh again--Mum mah if you have a child of the same age want to have a son-in-law Rama---" he paused the story because of the presence of buyers.

"Mu sabaraha sakilo carrot?"

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Nara tilted her smile, choosing to rejoin Vina and Rika.

Only 15 minutes later, Rama and Gilang look back.

"Where, huh? Where are you going?" ask Rama.

"To Hongkong!" vina replied ferociously with a grunt.

"You're asked what be.nerrr, mak 3rot!" Gilang pushed Vina's head to make the girl with shoulder-length hair reply no less sadistic.

"Where did you two go?! It's not a group assignment, the only people we're three of! Coret gerahs! His name is group! Want to be good," Rika's murmur threatened.

"Sorry-sorry, kebablasan if you've been chatting. Yes, this time it's done, I treat it!"rama said raising his eyebrows suddenly made the two girls excited.

"Take it! Really yes?! watch out for lying! " his Rica. Nara only listened to their plan, but in the end she spoke up, "now part of the butcher."

"Well! Into the field or this is mah!" exclamation Gilang.

"Yuk! Meet the prospective yank in-laws," Rama reached out his hand hoping to be welcomed by Nara, but the hapless dipper, Nara passed through Rama's hand just like that, creating laughter from Rika and Vina.

"Uhhh, papa MIPA charm 3 fade guys!" the two followed Nara.

Gilang patted Rama's shoulder, "keep fighting brother-in-law! Love needs sacrifice," concluded Gilang attract Rama to follow the ciwi.

"Assalamu'alaikum!"

It was obvious that he was serving the buyer jokingly.

"Wa'alaikumsalam! *Euhh, slave ieu deui slave ieu deui*, what is this tea for?" it seems like you already know all of Rama's friends, you obviously know! They are a village, neighbors.

(*This child again, this child again*)

"Assalamu'alaikum bah!" Vina and Rika smiled politely and warmly and then greeted the hajj. Nara loosened her body from behind Vina's body, making the hajjis smile wide behind the mustache of a paplang like a washing brush.

"Eh! there's a neng *geulis* (**beautiful*), how are you?" ask Nara.

"Alhamdulillah sir healthy," replied Nara.

He chirped, "don't you or anyone else call abah!" she said asking, Nara smiled sweetly.

"Ouch! Sweet meni her smile is rich in sugar kawung! *Strong to kareeut*! " said Abah who likes to joke, it seems Nara knows where the genes like to joke Rama.

(**So sweet legit**)

"Si'm in mode again! You know what *geulis-geulis*!" silang.

"Alaahhh-rival Rama!" vina Laughter.

Rama went into the stall and whispered to Abah, "chr! I know atuh bah, that's my son-in-law's son-in-law!" point Rama at Nara next to Vina.

"Ah boro\_your tree mah! Tau aja anu geulis tea. But yes sukur oruh if it is a prospective daughter-in-law mah, mending offspring!" answer abah joking.

"Ha-ha-ha! Abah aja tau Ram, his son looks like a jelangkung! " cibir Rica.

"Have a son! Rama did not lose handsome with Zayn Malik, bah!"

After spending time until the bedug dzuhur, finally the task of the group was completed also despite having to pass the drama of debate.

"Traktir! Buru ah, stomach already asked for thugs rations!" said Vina pulled the zipper of her sling bag.

"Take it! Wait to be treated papa MIPA 3," kekeh Rika.

"Where are you going to buy it?" asked Rama to complete his promise earlier.

"Without more tea snacks, more baso, more baso!" decih Gilang doesn't understand women, but yeahh okay! He knows his favorite mak 3rot now.

"Belgium!" Vina.

"I'm not coming!" Nara said, making them look.

"Why?" ask Rika.

"You don't come, charred treaties" Rama grinned, in other words forcing Nara to come along.

"Lt!" Rika and Vina are ria, while Nara glares cynically at Rama who is smiling nosily.

"What then?!" Nara asked not to accept.

"Yes whatever has money, if you still want to continue the treaty all must come! If one falls, the treaty fails" he said casually aiming his shoulder.

"Hhh-yeah, yeah!" the girl is cheating, inevitably having to come along for Vina and Rika.

Vina was driven by Rika using Rika's matic motorbike, while Gilang brought his own motorbike. Back Nara swallowed the bitter pill should be piggybacked by Rama.

"Often go out for a walk?" asked Rama slightly raised his head slightly back to bring his voice closer to sound Nara.

Nara shook her head, "lengga."

"When, I take a walk around Bandung! Ride the papatong hejo!" he tapped the motor speedometer.

"Thank you," refused Nara, making Rama snort. Apparently this girl is still strengthening her defensive stronghold over Rama.

"Why? Afraid I'll kidnap?" tanyanya nosy.

"Well, too, it's bad!" answer Nara jutek.

"He-he-he, you're jutek. I like!" Rama further rewinded his back so that his face was even closer, Nara was hissing loudly while pushing Rama's back, "ishhh! Look ahead, it'll crash!" the girl nagged.

The motor turns from the highway to the right towards one village. Not shabby, even impressed beautiful. Motorcycle tires began rolling on the road half asphalt and half is still dirt roads.

Occasionally, domestic pets milling casually between the settlements, friendly with the residents.

Rama slowed down the speed of his motorbike, considering that many small children were running around with his excitement.

"A Rama!" greet one of the children who played bicycle.

"Oh, Yuda!" reply Rama friendly.

Some children run fast while patting each other's body parts sign it *the cat*.

"Assalamu'alaikum-a Rama!"

See! The boys greeted Rama. Okay fine! Maybe it was his neighbors, Nara's heart was a little tingled to see them so enthusiastically greet Rama, is Rama a thug of children's lovers?

"A Rama! A Rama!" an adorable little voice made Rama stop his motorbike, beyond the expectations of Nara, the child that he could have guessed - maybe 3 or 4 years old, reached out his small hand to welcome Rama's hand and reverent salim on the back of Rama's hand.

Alright up! This time Nara opened her mouth aka gaping made by the scenery in front of her .

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