The Slengean Boy Love Trap
Jealous
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Intan opened her eyes as the alarm on her phone rang. It was five in the morning and he rushed up to clean his face and do the morning activity.
Feeling lonely and as if something is lacking. As he came out about to hang a special little towel face towel, he saw a blue flannel shirt with black stripes and Chinos pants belonging to the Stars.
In his armour was half dry.
The fragrance of her perfume still smelled out the smell of detergent and clothes fragrance.
Intan smiled, then left the half-wet shirt and pulled the bath towel.
He was making a mendoan tempeh and an omelet, when he finished he was pensive. "A lot of cooking, it's just me." Mumbled.
Then he immediately took a shower when he saw the clock was showing at 7 am.
When he ate, he wandered on his own.
Intan opens her phone and sees the status in her messaging app.
Visible Stars make some status.
"About to sleep.. woy.. for you who make me upset .. send the bakwan cornungnya dong.. make them stay up late" (01:32).
"Still not able to moyoy .. heyy ... for those of you who demen seblak, do not eat mulu seblakkk.... my heart is hot and mix the cake seblakk mix" (02: 10).
"Udah is getting sleepy, may you rest there. Don't dream me, look out for lohh.. Behind you there is a yellow sundel" (02:53).
"This do'a I hope to wake up not with the same pyton." (03:20)
Intan laughed at the status of the man, not ge-er, but he was sure that all the words in the status were shown for him. "Let's fight to heal your wounds first, just repeated again yesterday," he said on the phone screen as if it was a star.
Soon there was a new status created by the stars.
"Cie .. look at the status of people, have there been twitches huh? eh ... nyetrum effect means🤣🤣🤣"
(just now)
Intan suddenly blushed after reading that status.
Then he ventured to retaliate by making his own status.
" If the wound has not healed, do not come to try to treat it. Because the wound wasn't me, so don't ask me to heal it. Come with a healthy heart because I won't hurt."
Intan closed her eyes when she clicked the send button on her phone screen.
And a moment later that sentence was already a status in his message application. "Yes, geez I did a hell of a child," he said when he would delete it. It looks like the symbol of the eye that reads the number 1 on the edge indicates someone sees his status.
It was the star that saw it.
Then the phone rings.
Intan who really wants to give time to the Star, deliberately did not answer it.
Three unanswered calls from the short-spoken and lemes-mouthed man who was aggressively combing her.
Then a message was heard, "Jawab no ?"
fill in the Star message.
Intan was afraid that he might be persuaded, he ignored the message while walking towards the door, wearing his work shoes.
He walked towards his office by passing through the small alleyways that became the rat's way towards his office.
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Somewhere else.
The star snorted in annoyance as he did not get an answer from his call, nor did the message he sent get an answer.
As he groaned in frustration, a knock on the door sounded outside.
"Look in Bun, not in the key." The star shouted, she knew it was her Mother. Only her mother often met her in the room.
"Eh .. Mr. King, tumben stopped by the adjutant's room," he said when he found out that Dad was coming.
"Ck, aide melehoy. Broken heart run away do not go home." hebiknya.
"Two days doang, Dad. Gusti.. cake in stay a month. Kangen with his handsome and charismatic son, huh?" he sat his body against the wall.
"Karismanuk you mah, fat boy."
The star just laughed at his father's taunts.
"The same story Dad, what less you than the man Naya chose?"
The star breathed rough.
"Drink first, smell the jigong." Dad covered his nose and grabbed the glass on the nightstand beside his second son's bed.
The star grabbed him with a smile, "thank you Lord King," he returned the glass to his Father.
"Simpen himself, semprul." Dad refused to keep the empty glass of his son.
The star clucked as his hand stretched out to keep the empty glass.
"Come, story. The hunt for Mother's fried rice is so," said Dad forced.
"Ck, the virgin's cake do you. Buruan, I don't have long." His murmur was upset.
"There's no lack of loh, this child of yours. Yeah."
"No way,"
"Originally, he's old, short-cake Ateng, distended stomach, mustache cake Mr. Raden."
"Continue?" Dad's getting curious.
"Keep, he's got an Alpprreettt." The star drowned.
The father was just out of his breath to hear the last words of his son.
"Well, that is, 1 advantage he gave up everything you are proud of. Money cower everything, a real job hunt, said your brother now while opening a small cafe business, Cindy your brother's wife while selling clothes online even though she has a baby."
"Well, that's me also the initial intention of the sundel want to make that effort, instead he chose to open the thigh with the Ateng,"
"Campaign ... " Dad hit him with a pillow.
"Sundle?" he repeated his son's words.
"Yes, that bitch bitch."
"Yes, and you're the Tuyul, fit right in."
"Well, tuyul mah in milkiin. I am not ... "
"No what? never been late? I'm not sure you're a purebred saint. Your mouth is full of flabby mode, rest assured...."
The old man came out of his son's room laughing when he saw his son just blubbering his lips.
"Si, Dad. My time the first new story goes uh, the milk is sprayed. Repeating the second time not long even my pyton who spray makes embarrassed." He muttered after his father came out of the room.
He imagined he would be led for life by his father if things had just been known about him.
The rising star goes into the bathroom, preparing to go to the office.
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Two weeks have passed
The star was visiting his sister's house, it was Saturday. He plans to go to Jakarta to meet Intan. But bewildered by the reason he was going to wear when he met Naya.
While playing, a black SUV stopped in front of his sister's house.
The star who was eating at his sister's dining table, turned his head for a moment.
"Cha .. There's a guest anyway,"
"Chhhaaa .. " cried again.
Mentari came out of his room with a towel rolling over his head. Following Dafa with almost the same situation.
The star gawked at the state in front of him.
"The gokil... You guys, abis flooded? maybe I am here to eat, the Helen watch cartoons there. You both livehoy in dalem."
"Heh.. made the best use of time," Dafa widened as he passed by his brother-in-law who was also his former enemy.
The star shook its head.
"When can I bale you guys about this?"
"Well, eat it." Mentari followed his stupor.
"The candidate is still in Jakarta, I am still persuading. It's hard to take seriously." The star said while continuing to stuff the food he brought from the Mother's house.
"Eh ... Tea Intan, kirain who! Geez pangling is so beautiful," Mentari shouted as she opened the living room door.
The star that shaped his eyes when he heard the name Intan called immediately tidied himself.
Mouth is still full of mayo risoles, he tried to swallow but hard because it is too full.
But he was determined when he saw Intan enter the house with a very beautiful appearance.
"Edo, I'm sorry to have taken this. You vacation should stay here," Dafa was heard greeting someone.
The star turned its head and looked like a handsome man with glasses with a sturdy and tall body standing behind Intan.
"Si, anjir. He's even hooked," he's upset.
Then jerk the plate filled with risol until it clinks on the glass dining table.
"Gue, home. Very bright your house, stinky seblakkk stale... " The star said goodbye with a cynical look at Intan.
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