On a Small Island With the CEO's Daughter
Episode 17: Gule

"Gue can be frank, Kri?" sisi cautiously asked again.

"Don't tell me you have a crush on me!. Hahaha" said Fikri Pede.

"Haistt.gimana story until I like ama barf?? Haha.pisss bro," Sisi chuckled while showing his two fingers.

"Damn you!"

"Well, you.belom kelar I said it's sooty aja you. Puffiness pulak.hadeuhh," Sisi let out a rough breath.

"Hahaha.better pede than minder. It's better to eat a gule than to be kicked by a goalkeeper," said the silly Fikri.

"Hahaha.gule everything is brought up, stress you!" Side sewot complications acute ngakak unhelpable, in order to witness the behavior of fikri ngocol that was late leaking.

"Hopp.stopp!!. Ngompol you entar.." There's only material joking Fikri. Sculpting the lyrics of the song jaran wobble Via Vallen, until the wetting business is also included in the discussion chapter.

"Lu want to be frank what the hell, Bebz?" asked Fikri with a cry.

"Bebs your bald!!" Sisi glared sadistically. Fikri was back laughing. And it turns out it wasn't the wet side. In fact, Fikri who ngewes some crut in his bush because most ngakak.

"Silence, Reader!!. Tengsin cave diletedekin Sisi if the ketauan even I who wet the bed," Fikri glared at Author and successfully pinned flip flops by me as Author limited edition and dashing toxic.

"Lu is a very insensitive guy anyway," said Sisi gave a puzzle in the mind of Fikri.

"Get started, the mainstay of women in all corners of the world. Blaming guys for not being sensitive. Am I such a fortune teller? know what others think, laugh so I can be said sensitive?!" Fikri nagging. Who tries that will not be emotionally said to be insensitive when senewen because the polish is sticky due to pepsi that splash?!.

"Yes that too. But we women are also ashamed if nyosor first!" The side took the sewot because of the intonation of Fikri's voice that was too late to press.

"Ooh you mo my nyosor?" again premature conclusions from Fikri increasingly make Sisi lost control.

"Ficily.pe'a luu!!" Mosquito side.

"Haha sori sori.gimana mo nyosor me, if you want that cake!?"

"Nationad. Your shit!!" Sisi has lost his mind. Fikri's joke can no longer be accepted by logic.

"Don't screw you. On waking tar, Bego. Lu mo said what a cepet. I want to be serious again," Fikri relented. Because for him, giving up does not mean winning. Hehe.

"Hmm.lu do you realize if there is a girl who does not mulu mulu?. Before you nebak origin again, now I make sure that the girl is not me.." Sisi was finally willing to explain what was meant earlier.

"Not 'finally ready' Authorr!. I'm also ready to tell you a story.si kunyuk Fahri noh muter mulu speaking!!" sisi's turn now glares his eyeballs at Author. I as Author just smiled knot and prepared to cross off Sisi's name from the role list.

"Gamatin how do you mean?" Fikri was a little confused.

"Well how the hell. Yes, there is that attention. Like you the same. Ahh bodo ah.stress I long talk to you," Sisi grunted annoyed.

"Who is it?" Fikri keppo's.

"Bodo is very." Snagging side.

"Well yeah.don't do it donk," Fikri explained.

"Mistake it yourself." The side does not budge.

"Come, Sis.."

"Ga!"

"It's just.."

"Ora do it."

"Lu kejem, Sis."

"Biariiin,"

"Pity me sir, belom ate 3 days,"

"Wkwkwk.what the hell are you, Kri.."

"Peliniss.."

"Emoohhhhh.."

"Do you want a straw hat?" seduction plus tribute eventually became the mainstay of Fikri.

"What can you do?"

"Can donk. The story was a tapian,"

"Promise?"

"Iye promise. You wild tax collector!"

"Eh new mo story even katain again. Cancel ahh.." Side threatens.

"Yeah, your sting!" spray Fikri a little pissed.

"Yaudah I'm sorry. The origin of the hat so well.hehe," Sisi stick out the tongue pretentious flirt.

"Hmmm.luck!!" Fikri.

"Want me to leak who's he?"

"Lahh.gue wait from tadeee!"

"Origin' you want to be horrified?"

"Ah lu mah,"

"Mental preparation,"

"Yoot.."

"Are you ready for his mental belly?"

"Udaaah hunt!"

"Rena."

"Huhh?!"

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The third shift guts test participants were already sitting together in front of the hut. They are Naya and Angga. Two lovebirds version of his friends, but who get the nickname instead have not realized because it is busier 'swept' than chirping.

"Hoamm.lumayan can also sleep soundly 4 hours," said Naya open the chat.

"I can't even sleep. Thought you.." Angga.

Bukk..

"Begin the pinter gumbal now," Naya gently struck Angga's arm.

"Eh, Nay. Why were we able to see that, by the way?" said Angga remembering about their chat beside the hut earlier in the night.

"Haha.lupain. I'm ashamed to be haunted. Sampe held the hands of all," Angga lowered his embarrassed face. His face was slightly red.

"Ish.more embarrassed yes I dong. Time to use the mandarin head on your shoulders all," Naya blushed. Sometimes the author is also herman, the couple protagonist really likes to blush all.

"But sincere kaann.." Angga is a little teasing.

"Thank you. Just the effect of melow ajah," Naya covered her honesty.

"Ooh yeah," Angga. Naya's heart became kebat-kebit himself worried Angga disappointed. But she as a woman is also embarrassed if she has to admit it first.

"Whatever reason. Next time if it's melow again, pinned his shoulder again, free." Angga say fishing. Naya was instantly detached from the fear of Angga's disappointment.

"Wah can dong I pinjem his shoulder bang, eykeh again shadih-syadih nih," suddenly heard a voice waving from behind Angga's body. Serempak Angga and Naya search for the source of the sound.

"Bangkeh. You are ngagetin!" Angga snorted annoyedly. Behind him look Beno and Fahri giggling.

"Shock ato disturbed you?" ask Fikri start jahil. It seems that the effect of the joke with Sisi was still left.

"Both" replied the original Angga.

"Yahh..bodo very, yes ga Kri?" Beno.

"Betoll once a bader. Bodo very much he's disturbed ato no. Obviously we're not going. Point!" welcome Fikri ngeyel.

"You guys aren't sleeping?" tanya Naya breaks up the classless feud of the gatoloco trio.

"I can't sleep. Think of you, Hahaha.." Beno glanced amusedly at Angga, deliberately duplicating what Angga had said to Naya.

Hearing Beno's temptation, both Naya and Angga spontaneously blushed in embarrassment. Author of senewen. Oh why do my protagonist couple like so much with her name blushed?. Almost the protagonist will be replaced by the couple Mr. Herson and Bu Mayang, but undone when remembered that the Author still has a debt to Angga.

"Gue had a hard time sleeping in a new place. Need adaptation" said Fikri more seriously.

"Hahaha.kebo take the adaptation show. Usually you nelor, nempel molor. Ah your trickery.." Angga smiled victorious after successfully counterattacking.

"Bro.we-we are talking seriously ama lu bedua," Fikri put on a very serious face this time.

"Yes right. This should be our talk soon," Beno added with a serious look.

"It's so important?" Naya curious.

"Bangeeed, use D not R, tar instead becomes the smell of hehe comberan," Beno replied chuckling.

"What is that, Bro?" ask Angga enthusiastically.

"We've both been negotiating well. And this is very, very important" continued Fikri frowned.

"Where.gimana?" Angga is getting more enthusiastic.

"After selecting, weighing, and looking carefully. We suggest you two should get married soon in order to be crowned King and Queen of this island!"

"Breng!!"

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...Angga & Naya...

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Chicken crowing in the morning. Angga looks at his watch, looks time shows almost 4 am.

The schedule of the fourth and fifth shift guards was suspended because the trio of gatoloco featuring Naya was still firmly on guard while joking. They talked until morning.

Krosakk..

They're woken. There was a sound behind the woods near the wooden hut. About 6 to 7 meters in front of the hut faintly seen bushes twitching.

"What is Jaka again?" beno parno whisper.

"Stt.silence. Everyone wait here!" cut the Angga seriously. He immediately grabbed the sword and stood up. Slowly Angga stepped down the foundation of the hut which was approximately 60 centimeters high.

By settling he approached the direction of the sound source. The other three people stayed on guard at the campfire while watching Angga.

Suddenly from the bush appeared a dark shadow that ran rapidly towards Angga.

"Awass!!" Naya suffocated.

From a distance of about 4 meters from the campfire where Naya, Beno, and Fikri were located, there was a dark shadow that seemed to be the beast running fast as if it was going to gore Angga.

Nimbly Angga ran to meet and then did the salto in the air, right above the animal.

As soon as he stepped on the ground, Angga quickly turned around and slapped his sword.

There was a groan of pain as the sword managed to slash its two hind legs. Not stopping there, Angga took advantage of the moment when the animal was still stuck on the ground. Angga moved uphill on the back of the animal and slaughtered it in a deep and accurate scratch.

Naya, Beno, and Fikri ran over and saw the animal die.

"What is that, Ngga?" Naya still looks shocked.

"Mountain goat," Angga smirked.

"He usually lives in mountainous and cliff areas. I don't know why I got here. Maybe he's hungry or looking for a source of water because of thirst" Angga added.

Naya approached and washed the sweat of the Angga. Both Fikri and Beno can clearly witness Naya's friendly action, but they choose silence to provide an opportunity for both to feel the turmoil of romance.

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"Yihaa.we ate luxuriously again," Jaka smiled cheerfully as he saw Beno and Fikri were skinning the mountain goat. Previously, in the hut Jaka had listened to the story of Naya about Angga who managed to slit a mountain goat early this morning.

"What cooked plan?" ask Angga to the women's team.

"Baked again.mo flapain again try?" answer Rena.

"Mbak Lita's. What idea?" Angga turned his eyes to Lita.

"Gule." replied Lita quickly.

"Again" said Angga.

"Could)?. How do you cook gule in the woods?" Curious side.

"Do you know how?"

"Yes..."

"Later in the next episode well, hehe"

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