Love Because of Mandate (Revised)
Chapter 121

Jihan ventured to go to Bima's official house. He drove his car to the address Sigit gave him. "Mas Si is so? When I was told to come here alone. Where the house is the same all the colors. There's no more number. Hadehh...."

Jihan looked around the house. "Where the hell ah, daritadi did not meet" he regretted. He saw a group of police officers sitting relaxed while chatting.

"Ask them only once?" Jihan pulled the car over and got off. Ask the mob. Afraid? Sure, shame? shame on the time!!

"Excuse me, sir, ask the house where is Bima sir?" tanyakanya.

Bima who was there looked up to see the person who asked him. Making it into a material for his friends.

"Cie.... Bima, in the afternoon there is only the nyariin. This one isn't mbak?" said a colleague Bima. Jihan nodded. "Yes, this is the guy! Finally met you, sir!"

The policemen laughed as Bima was called sir. Bima stood up from his seat. "The two return first!" pampered.

"Digandeng oruh Bim, don't be shy" Bima smiled wryly hearing it. Jihan said goodbye to the police gang. "Let's sir" he said with a smile.

Jihan followed Bima's footsteps. "Whenever here?" ask Bima not friendly. Jihan was singing her lips.

"Gallak is so! Which side of your house, sir?" ask Jihan again. Bima clucked bitterly because of Jihan's call.

"You think I'm your father?"

"Huh? Yeah, what do you have to call dong? Situ is more mature than me, time should I call the deck! It's not polite anymore!" bright Jihan.

They got to the side of the car. Adzan maghrib. Bima and Jihan were both silent. Bima snatched Jihan's car keys. Then they both got into the car. Bima drove his car to the front of his house.

"Do you know where my address is?" bima asked while getting out of the car. Jihan took her clothes for Bima and went down with her. Bima opened the door of his house. Jihan followed him inside.

"Assalamualaikum" said Jihan. "Waalaikum salam" replied Bima. Jihan gave her clothes to Bima. "Know from Mas Si. I'm gonna give you back that shirt. Is there food. I'm sorry, I've been thumping you and making you turn" said Jihan, twinkling her eyes.

Bima became wrong because of the actions of Jihan. "Hmmm, have you? Back there"

Jihan brushed her lips. "Numpang salat" he said. "There is no mucus"

"I'm taking it in the car"

"Yes if it is prayer in the mosque only" refused Bima. Jihan clucking. "Marrel! Just watch out, I'm sure you did it to Mas Si!" jihan said as he stuck out his tongue.

Bima held back her smile. "So there! At most also my commander believes more in me" challenged Bima. Jihan felt slighted upsetting him. He pinched Bima's stomach very hard.

Makes Bima scream in pain. "Aaaa....."

"Sukurin! Wonder me, it's the same with me! It's still pretty good!" scolding him while releasing the pinch. Bima was still grimacing in pain. Jihan is leaving. "Where are you going?" ask Bima.

"From mosque! There are stingy people whose houses cannot be boarded for prayer!" Bima held back her laughter.

"Take your face there, let's pray together" said Bima and left Jihan to take ablution. Ha's? He's sure I pray together? Not wrong then? Calm down Jihan calm down, don't baper.

"the hunt! So shaving is not it?" bima said. Jihan nodded. He immediately took the face that was in the car.

They pray. Finished prayers Jihan felt her stomach heartburn. "Mas, can you take the bathroom? My stomach is heartburn" he said. Bima nodded. Jihan quickly headed for the bathroom. Throw hajat there.

"Huh, relieved" he said while coming out not paying attention to the road. And so he stumbled across the boundary between the bathroom and the other room. He fell down and screamed in pain. Bruk "Aaaa.. my legs"

Bima who was cleaning her prayer equipment became shocked. He went to the bathroom and saw Jihan sitting on the floor. "Astaghfirullahal. What the hell are you?" ask Bima while looking at Jihan's condition. "Could it fall anyway?" ask Bima.

Jihan blamed the floor barrier. "That's it, since when the hell he was there" Bima touched his forehead. "Bego don't be nduk! Before I lived here too! Wow, it's swollen like this. Kesleo is sure. Try his feet"

Jihan shook her head. "Sick.." whining while crying. Bima could not bear to see the situation of Jihan. Finally he held Jihan on the sofa. He saw again the condition of Jihan's feet. "You want diapain?" said Jihan.

"Yes want diobatinlah" Bima began twirling the hinge of the foot. Make Jihan grimace with pain. Without cue, Bima bent and pulled Jihan's leg. Make Jihan direct reflex to reach Bima.

"Yes you without the cue immediately play turn and pull. It's sick..."

"Try gerakin" Bima's orders. Jihan tried to move her legs. "Still sick?" Jihan nodded. "It wasn't as painful as that. Thanks to you, mas"

"Either. My car just let me stay here. Let me take a taxi home, if I can't gas it's not done yet"

"By the way, just ask to be escorted" said Bima. "Ih, not really"

"I'll just take it with me. Want to go home now?" ask Bima. Jihan nodded.

"But yo, I want to eat first" Bima left Jihan and headed for the kitchen. Bima ate in front of the tv sitting next to Jihan.

"Who's cooking?" ask Bima. Jihan pointed at herself with a smile. "Enak right?"

Bima shook her head. "Asin, this must be salt as long as you pour it all out" Jihan smiled wryly. "Asin kok telap aka ravenous. Your lie is less than reliable boss!" the answer.

Bima laughs. "Well, that's cute, more smiles than juteknya" Bima turned to Jihan. "What?" ask Jihan.

"Barusan muji me? Careful, later the same with my deadly smile you know"

Jihan pretended to be nauseous. "Cowok everywhere is the same! A sloven!"

"What am I doing again with you? Did you start baper? Hmm?" Bima raised her eyebrows. Jihan laughs.

"Buruan ah eatnya, later I sought the same as my parents you know"

"Yes bring it up, already ngrepotin, chatty again" protested Bima. Bima finished eating. He took his jacket and sling bag. Jihan tried to stand up but was troubled.

"Anything close to napa? Carry cake"

"Diiih.. ggelunjak! The road!" Jihan was singing her lips. Finally he walked while being restrained. He nagged annoyed at Bima.

Bima who was already beside the car just held back her laughter. The car started driving away from the house. "Where's your address?"

"Road x, housing GBP block A 65" Bima set GPS. Makes Jihan knit her eyebrows. "Who does GPS? There's me who can give you directions"

Bima shook her head. "Lazy ask you" Bima stuck out her tongue. Jihan put on a pouting and scyching face.

Before long Bima arrived in front of Jihan's house. "Key the car, I'm back, okay? Thanks for the food"

"Just know, there's a super duper duck guy. I really wanted you to go to Mas Si" Jihan tried to get off her car. When he opened the car door, Bima was already crouching behind him.

"Surge!" said. "Let's carry it" Jihan smiled faintly. He finally naim to the back of Bima and carried to his front house.

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