My love is Talks Thugs Market Sholeh 2 (Extended)
CUPID-MUTI: WITH AGAS
Yusuf Auriga Bagaspati, the young man took off his shoes, bag so he stepped into the kitchen, pulled the handle of the refrigerator.
What he was looking for was a bottle of soda and then sipped it until the throat felt thin and sore.
"Den Agas, said the same mother told him not to go out first.malem later there was a meeting with his father's business partners," said his father's assistant. He turned the eyeballs off, business...business...and business...Can't he live free to be what he wants?! If measured, it is not Ramadan the richest child in MIPA 3, not Tian or Rifal but den Agas, but he seems to hide his identity from all friends including MIPA 3, he said, because for him wealth is sickening, he can't be himself, many two-faced people who want to be friends just because he is a person, at least so he got first.
As smart as storing the carcass will indeed be smelled too, the proverb is true.although he has closed the meeting all identity in fact Rama knows if he is a business boy, Rama knows if he is a businessman, certainly apart from Gifaril my friend Joseph.
With MIPA 3 he feels appreciated even though the edges are always bullyan ingredients, but he knows their bullyan is a form of appreciation. MIPA 3 no matter who it is, they accept cupid as it is.
Yusuf dropped his tat pan on a rotating chair in front of a desk with a laptop and books neatly arranged, at this young age he had been checked with management and business books. He really doesn't like it, not his passion.
Wh-tok-tok-tok!
"Mango,"
"Lunch is on the table,"
"Yes bi! Let me go down later.."
Staring at the picture frame on the study table, where the faces of MIPA 3 grade children plastered real like a herd of meerkats at the top. There was one face that he always looked at, the sweet and spoiled girl, the Pearl of Nindya Kamaratih.
Until now he has not dared to explicitly express his feelings to the class treasurer, kenawhy? Since this was the answer, what if Muti knew Cupid was Yusuf Auriga Bagaspati, would the girl still accept him? Muti is a girl who is simple, not assorted, he prefers Cupid than hedon children. Plus.....
Ting!
A message came into the cell phone he used to wear at school.
Cup, your hat is left behind.tadi si mamah cleaning the living room.
He showed his slanted smile, saban malem nyatronin Muti's house just to say congratulations bobo, it's a crazy baby boy.
Okay, yank! I'll go home, bring chicken satay...
Don't tonight Cup, Indra mas want to come here, meet mommy sama papa 😔
His hands clenched firmly, hearing the name of Lettu Indra. Was a country soldier betrothed to Mutia, betrothed? Isn't Mutia still young? While this is so, waiting until Mutia is 21 years old, it means that only staying 4 to 5 years ahead Mutia will belong to people.
Hey, don't look at his face. Smile...kalo can't be late, tomorrow morning I'm home.
What do you want at dawn?
If you say ngeronda bad luck, if you say you want to pick up part, which is safe to join the morning prayers jama'ah😁
🍃🍃🍃
The pearl laughed crisply in his room seeing Joseph reply. The flowers of MIPA 3 is indeed a bully, mood troublemaker, oon, nosy, silly, but Mutia likes it. Yeahh! Mutia liked Yusuf, who was not relieved by his attitude of a great herald, silly and always disturbing but so considerate. But unfortunately until this moment Cupid never asked, Mut...want you not be my girlfriend? Muti did not understand, did Cupid only give false hope for him? He needs certainty.
He stared at the hat without any writing, but one that he did not understand there is a famous brand logo behind the hat, "this is the original Under Armour, as I like it.punya a Pian also gini," muti gumam.
Joseph tidied up his suit, not buttoned. The usual hair he random now combed neatly drizzle results from pomade'an.
"Girl, spit it down!" screech mama from downstairs. Joseph breathed tired of feeling like a parent doll.
"Ma, pa..Agas didn't come this time." he lamented.
"Must Gas, if not Agas who familiarize themselves with who will the throne papa down? It's good to know who the business partners are and how the business world is," always that's the reason papa to force Joseph.
"Ma, Agas wants a list of akmil.." he chirped.
His parents' eyebrows shot up into the sky, and he laughed, "don't bother! What's the salary soldier? So the army is just the ideals of a child, after all who would want to nerusin papa business if not you?" he was full of ridicule.
"Ma," Yusuf scolded.
"That-it's over!" exclaim papa mediate.
Only haha-hihi while talking about the world that does not make Joseph interested, it seems his family is not the type of family that adheres to the democratic system since long ago. Papa always introduces himself to business colleagues like he is merchandise, or papa is indeed promoting the successor to the throne of his business empire?
"Well believe! Mas Brama's son must be rich father, humble, pinter business.later college plan where? Take it overseas or locally?"
Joseph only smiled faintly not responding, however, while papa and his mother seemed to boast that he would take faculty abroad as if he was talking to the world if the successor to the president of the BRAMA group must be the best university graduates out there.
Yusuf prefers to separate himself from the crowd, he sits in the back garden chair of a hotel, stared at by a mobile phone that is now crowded by the absurd chat from MIPA 3, MIPA 3, at least it can amuse itself in times like this.
Some chat Pearl who participated nimbrung became his attention, not to mention friends minus morals who asked his whereabouts.
Joseph recalled the words of Pearl last week,
*Mama, want me to marry Indra mas.he said his future is brilliant, dapet state guarantee, honorable as a state servant.bikin proud*, dapet*,
Joseph breathed a long, tired breath. He opened a search engine on his phone and typed....
**Akmil registration terms**....
His eyes moved to read and watch every word listed there.
"Asik nih, new atmosphere! My boss is just as business doesn't get into the heart and brain!" he muttered, he had even taken off his suit and just put it on the side.
*Cup, where are you*?!
*My neighbor cat nyariin lo cup*,
*It's bad for bongsor*,
Joseph laughed at his friends.
*Ma! ! papa..liat om bongsor..malan sama dedek ma, dedek nangis roll-cross nih in the pond kemak siatan*!
*Saravv*!
Just now he was laughing at his cock and friends in the whatsapp group, om Nasrul papa's assistant approached him, "den Agas.bapak nyariin..."
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