The Slengean Boy Love Trap
Masalalu and loan application

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Intan woke up late that morning, almost eight o'clock.

When he came out of his room he did not see a man who last night was very troublesome and annoying.

The house is also neat, even bowls of noodles, pans, and glasses of guava leaf stews have been neatly arranged on the dish rack next to the sink.

Intan smiled, "responsibility is also the BMR," he laughed.

Her gaze was fixed on the dining table, there was a package, "Yellow rice?" muttered.

Then there's paper under that package.

Tan. tan.. people.

Thank you for giving me sepet semalem herb, although strange taste, but my mules are brilliant.

Here I bales the same yellow rice for you breakfast.

I rush not saying goodbye, because the big boss calls, you kek kebo sleep her I wait to wake up a long time.

Intan laughed reading the writing on a piece of paper under the yellow rice packet.

The truth is he was also very hungry, when he was eating his cell phone rang. Intan circulated her gaze forgetting again where she last kept her cell phone last night.

He walked up to the TV room couch, and he found his cell phone.

"Who?" his forehead wrinkled, when he saw the incoming message with just an emot blasting.

He did not know his no, but when he looked at his profile photo, he saw a photo of the man peeping the cheek of the sexy woman next to him.

"Si BMR, pretty is also her boyfriend. How strong are you, like, that slengean guy?" Intan smiled looking at the photo.

Then he stared at a message from his feet.

"Waiting for your news, make a job at that massage place!" fill in a message from his feet.

Intan was sitting limp, how could a brother want to plunge his sister, who should be protected.

The woman shed tears, imagining her life first. He died by his father. Life threesome with her mother and her legs, until her mother married a single widower, still a child when her mother married the widower.

Even his stepfather was more human than his own brother.

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Intan struggled with the amount of folio paper he bought at the front photocopy of the complex.

He intends to find a job, to find additional money. Salary in the house was actually quite large, also a comfortable heart with both employers yak ni Mentari and Dafa are so good to him.

But with her brother who continues to undermine her life to pay the debt that her brother calls his former cost. Making a salary that is almost equivalent to the salary of the Bandung regional supervisor was not enough.

Intan only holds money for his provisions, such as for fees, buy HP pulses, and for his sudden needs. The rest he gave to his brother. But instead of paying off the debt, it increased because his legs did not work and became a pest to him. The skinny man with a lot of tattoos on his body, the man with his opium against gambling and alcohol.

"Bahhh... " Inn breathes out her suffocating breath, claustrophobic of the burden of life.

If only she hadn't remembered her mother's message just yet.

"Never leave your brother, he's fragile, he's actually fine, it's just that his heart is easily affected by bad things," said his mother, when her legs were brought by residents to the house in a battered state, unconscious because alcohol fell into the trench.

"When did it change, ma'am? his legs are getting better. And neng (her mother's call to herself) is not strong, ma'am." Finally tears flowed down her cheeks.

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Intan was crying because she was tired, she needed a backrest. She remembers the late Dani. Her husband-to-be, an independent, mature man, has always been a reinforcement and solves all the problems she faces.

The orphaned man, who came from an orphanage, his upperclassman while sitting in Junior High but became the first man to make him feel safe and comfortable.

"Mas... mas Dani, how should I go?" Intan was stunned on the sofa with both hands covering her face that had been soaked by tears.

Recalling every time she cried, the husband-to-be said, "why are you crying? it won't change. In bring enjoy, Mas will always nemenin you!" that's what Dani always said.

Until news that her future husband died as a result of an accident while heading to the mine site, where she worked for almost two years.

So happy when his lover was accepted to work at one of the mining companies in the Kalimantan area.

"Honey, Mas received work in a company that Mas had been looking for since college. The salary is large Mas immediately get a two-year work contract, when you go home later, Mas will build the Panti. The building is old, afraid it will collapse at any time. Keep us married, buy a small house and make a business because after we get married Mas will not wander again. I won't leave you."

His promise when he gets a job that even brings him home in a lifeless state.

Intan rubbed his wet cheeks. Walking towards the dining table, tidying up his food that even he had just eaten a few mouthfuls of it. His appetite is gone. If he remembered Dani, his mood would be broken, he was weakest when dealing with that.

Dani's departure was exactly one year after her mother's death. March is the black month in his calendar. Losing two significant figures in his life.

His hands were busy concocting dishes for his employer who was going home today, even though his heart was melow he had to continue working.

Until a knock on the fence was heard He ran towards the front.

Mentari holds the cute Shera and Helen by the fence.

"Tea... " Well when the fence is open.

"Pake taxi?"

"Yes, Dad has an invitation. At home there is no one, have a sister who is not married also likes to say so. Can't be harepin, this morning Dad was angry he said he didn't go to the office for two days." Mentari complained but laughed when this morning saw his brother in their father's omelette, until his brother covered his ears with sucrose which he was snacking on.

"The slengean man, it's strange that there are such people."

Intan suddenly spoke like that.

Mentari turned towards him with a frown. "Sorry, yes tea. My sister emang nyebelin but the original is very good, just her lips a little light if you talk about the origin of jeplak." Mentari entertained her.

Intan who was embarrassed because of his release cursed the man who was the brother of his master.

"Why until his master knows what the stars are doing in that house" he said.

Intan then smiled wryly as she entered the room carrying Helen and a bag of clothes.

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Somewhere else.

"Mom?"

"Yes, Mr Star?"

"How can I file a withdrawal of money?" ask him on finance.

"Oh, can you sir. How many withdrawals?"

Not playing with pleasure, the man immediately thought how much he would ask.

The bespectacled woman nodded then opened the drawer, and thrust out two hundred thousand pieces of money.

The sharp face of the Star that originally shone like a 100watt light immediately went out as if the 5watt yellow light was dimly lit in the past.

"I'm sorry, Mom. If the money hundreds of thousands of mah I hold." Said.

"So I mean Father?"

"I, filing two hundred million."

"What's? busett big sir, if above five million must acc Pak sky, if above 20 million must be acc Pak Gunawan directly. I can't just give it so." The woman in glasses.

The star slammed his back on the back of the chair he was sitting on.

"Kalo to his brother maybe he can me lobbynya, but if already dealing with the King. Duh.. hese(difficult)." He nodded then walked out of the room with his head working rods looking for the right reason for his submission to the King at home.

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Until the afternoon

The star parked his car, he pegged on the porch of the house. Preparing a sentence that would make his father melt.

He cleared his throat and opened the living room door to enter his parents' mansion. Saying his greetings and his gaze circulated

It looks like his dad is watching TV himself.

"A chance," he said.

Then he sat right next to his father.

"Well... "

The old man holding the TV remote turned his head. "What?"

"This, um... "

"Anu.. um.. "

"Missy?" Cut Dad.

"So. the Father."

"Well, you're what this is. anu.

The star gulped its saliva roughly, yet any bursts of scolding had begun to seed.

"You borrow money, yeah.. "

"How much?" ask Dad with a flat face.

A glimmer of light had begun to be seen, the lips of the Star were already twitching wanting to smile happily.

"Two hundred ju-ju-jut... " The stars haven't finished talking

Takk...

The TV remote landed on his head.

"Anjai... Yeah, sick." His hand kept wiping his head.

"Slave of the clover, what's that money for?" Dad growled furiously.

It felt like he was strangling her son's neck loosely.

"Make capital Well... "

"What capital?"

"It's an effort, after all I pinjem, cut my salary."

Dad was silent for a moment.

"Your salary is 7.2, right?"

The star nodded, "Miris, his son is on that paycheck."

"You work, right? not really yet? I hold you back because you're a child. If someone else has been fired disrespectfully, your table will be every day SP." Omel.

The star tries to airy chest with all his father's scolding, he tries to make his Dad's voice like Ariel NaoH's, to sound melodious.

"Cut pay is Yah." he said.

Dad was silent as if thinking about the enemy's attack strategy.

"Ok, I'm lending you."

"Asik... Really Well?"

"Yes, it means you only receive a salary of 800 rb" he said flat.

Bengong star, "800 rb is enough Dad?"

"You, sleep still here, eat still here. Ask your real mother to eat, do not need to be pretentious eating style continues in the cafe."

"Money is not enough for gasoline, either, Dad.. "

"There is an electric bike has Mother tuh in the garage never in use, cas first at home if abis on the road can be in goes, later until your office cas again," he said he gave me an idea.

The star snorted annoyed, sometimes to buy a drink starkucek only 50 rb, this is 800 rb for a month. Couldn't possibly. His inner.

"Later shirt brother tangled Yah. lepek got sweat, office ume dekil." his face like a child who whines for pocket money.

"Pake wits dong, from home wear clothes goes."

"No. big nooo..."

"That's aurat Yah, wear leging pants si chaca. Well that pyton looks obviously fat his. Later the eyes of girls how to squirm, ntar even want to know pyton brother."

Dad laughed but his hands raised again will hit the TV remote.

The star immediately woke up dodging and ran up the stairs towards his room.

"Slave edyan... All pyton in his fat bunny, is it a fat hernia?" Dad grumbled but no doubt he was open to the behavior of his son.

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