Falling In Love (The Series)

Falling In Love (The Series)
Chapters 112. Determined to be independent


Chapters 112. Determined to be independent


^^^" There is always a way, when we are willing to surrender to God!"^^^


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Ajisaka


At eight o'clock he asked Yudha to turn his car into a Padang restaurant on the left lane. He wants to have breakfast first while resting.


" This is a gap, right?" Ask Ajisaka.


"Next! Rather than finding a parking space!" Sahut Sakti ogah-ogahan. Men are obviously simpler things.


" Yes, I've been peeing too!" Yudha spoke while grimacing as she pulled the handbrake lever. Her bladder was clearly asking to be reduced.


The three of them entered, the restaurant was quite crowded that morning. Many groups of gowes cyclists who also want to fill their stomachs there.


" Ambilin me Sak, I want to go to the toilet first!" Yudha said as she passed.


" Therefore mating, let your bird not only to pee doang. Let's not lose circumcision!" Sakti chuckled, making Ajisaka laugh too.


" Damn it! I think you've got it!" Yudha spoke in a voice that began to sound away.


They both took the menu according to their wishes. Sambal ijo is also a vegetable cassava leaves and cow lungs become residents of Ajisaka dishes. Sakti took the rendang and was seen pouring thick sauce into his rice.


Tantalize.


It seems they are really hungry. Evidently, without waiting for a long duration, foods with concentrated spices and mainstay side dishes in the form of rendang have been slippery toilet un-stretched.


" Oh!" Sakti burps full. Patting his stomach full.


" LT! Yours Sak Sak!" Yudha clucked bitterly, again the most frequent enemy of the Sakti.


" why? This is a sign of normal digestion we know!" Always and always good at tongue-licking.


Very slippery mouth of the man.


" Eh, look at that!" Ajisaka pointed towards the number three table on the left-most column. Making the two men now follow Aji's direction.


A pair of men and women who had finished eating and were seen moving to the cashier table.


" Why?" Yudha did not understand.


" Well guess what, they're married yet?" Ajisaka tumben wants to joke. It seemed like the man beside her was starting to show a strange gurgle.


" That's fucking cycai!" Sakti jumawa. Intention will guess.


Yudha just sneered with her lips.


" Gini, if that guy pays, then they're still dating!"


" Well, if you pay the girl, it's clear they must be a married couple!" Sakti tersat.


Aji and Yudha glanced at each other.


" Get a theory from where are you?" Ask Yudha.


" You don't forget, even among the four of us I'm the most often rejected girl, but the trivial thing like that is clearly outside the brain man!"


It is interesting, the three of them even make other people as a joke material. The two people who were the subject of the conversation must be currently feeling the heat in their ears.


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Sakti is again the greediest man because it monopolizes the back seat alone. Sleeping longitudinally pillows neck pillows comfortably.


How's your piss-jerk sak? (How good is your life Sak?)


Now, Ajisaka takes over the driving room. Alternately with Yudha who is now busy replying to messages. Maybe with the woman who was close to the squinty man.


" Why so much?" Ajisaka had glanced at the face of his best friend who was now buzzing overcast.


Yudha rubbed her face rough "Super same girl Ji. Never wanted to understand, he wanted to ask for a teros!" Yudha placed her phone roughly onto the dashboard of Ajisaka's car.


The man closed his eyes and folded his hands back.


" So don't mumble!" Cibir Aji held back a laugh.


" You haven't. You also get to know how to mumetnya when dealing with females!" Yudha answered, still closing her eyes.


Aji chuckled, fortunately she was not like her other best friends. During this time the time is up for dragon fruit plantations as well Ajisaka's food that he just founded.


Just as the sun was at the top of the horizon, the three men were touch down at Kalianyar. Yudha's motorbike is in the garage of Ajisaka's house, making the tall man do not need to drive his two friends.


" I'm going to go back, Ji, so tired!" Tukas Sakti stretches his muscles. Looks pretty tired.


"Eh paijo! You're the best among us, sleeping like a dead man, now saying tired, tired! We are tired!" Yudha snorted while taking out some cardboard boxes containing food for Arju and Mamak Mariana.


Sakti chuckles "ulu.ulu.. Ojo nesu nesu, endang tuek raimu kanko (do not get angry, get old your face later)"


Ajisaka chuckled "Have-nothing, this Sak was Pak Bayu bring us souvenirs. Bring it all. Thanks to your mother, I don't!"


Aji said not without reason. He is alone every day. And, obviously he won't have time to eat this casually.


After the death of his two friends, he entered his house. Still same. Looks wriggling some workers who want to take the tray to pick dragon fruit.


" Boss! You home?" Sapa Sukron who looks busy with calculators and also some bookkeeping.


" Wes, pie? (Well, how?)" He didn't even get into his room first. Instantly asked what obstacles were there when he was in town.


" His aunt came here yesterday with the boss girl. Sampean nyari!" Sukron looked at Ajisaka with a bloon face.


" Beautiful girl!"


" Why is aunt here?" He suspected that his aunt would still not be deterred to introduce Hedon-style women to him.


" The others?" Ajisaka asked again, feeling that the information about his aunt was unimportant. The cousin of his late mother must have just come to borrow money from him.


" Current price matches the boss. The land was also close to the nearby sampean plantation. We can survey!" Tukas Sukron details.


" It's just that the land certificate is still in the bank. Who has still got a debt relationship with the bank boss!"


Makes Ajisaka stupefied. He has a target if this year both warehouses must be ready.


Yes, Ajisaka intends to build a second warehouse for sorting dragon fruit so that the pickers do not have trouble in distributing the harvest. In short, he wants his house to be clean from the activities of workers.


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Midwifes


He sat staring at the vast expanse of rice fields. He played the edge of his shirt with a blank look.


" Where? Still not see?" Mother came to her dreamy self behind her very simple kitchen.


He shook. He did not know since when he only wore a giwang that lived next door.


Yes, now Widaninggar has arrived at his parents' residence with Damar. He also told his parents about his bad luck. Made both her parents angry.


The money Fina gave her back the other day was reduced as she spent on her needs during her return in the village the last few days.


" If sold next to what does Buk do?" He looked grimly at his mother's face that looked jaded here and there. So long live in trouble.


" Laku, but yes the price is definitely not the same Wid!" The woman sat down rubbing Wida's back. Parents are still parents, after all.


" Borrow money in the bank to make capital. Howsoever!" Mom said in a soft voice. Feeling like you have no other choice.


Their family is a family with minimal income. Enough to eat but no leftovers.


" Your father said yesterday nothing. That's your father's motorcycle BPKB you go to the bank!"


"Later the month your father can ngoyo to help!"


Wida. I don't know when he will continue to be a burden. After a bad incident happened to him, his parents felt very guilty.


He intends to continue his skills in sewing. Well thought. He doesn't know what to work for. Moreover, damar must enter Kindergarten this year. It was impossible that he would leave the affairs of amber to his aged mother.


Want to ask for help to his feet is also impossible.


His legs also had the same economy as his. Living in a city whose population is as large as the number of unemployed.


" You think about it first. If yes, your father is ready to send. You must have a job that can take Momong Damar home!"


It is unlikely that he left Damar under his mother's care. That is definitely her responsibility as a mother.


" Let's not feel lonely!" Tukas Mama again. Adding to his heart pain. His life is now gray. Being a joke at a young age is not at all a feat he should be proud of.


Mom's right, she should have a job. There is no point in lamenting that bad past. Damar's father even wanted to harm them both.


No, he should be independent now.


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