Gaje
The Part 30

After his parents left, Jasmin back lying down and Haris is still at his side, Haris pretends to play HP scroll instagram that contains videos of him all because Haris is tagged in many Instagram hits accounts, and he also plays the game, even Indonesia might know who Haris is. Haris already knew that he was famous, so he would be very careful in acting from now on.

No one starts to talk first. Besides Jasmin who has since noticed her husband who does not pay attention to him.

"Is it better?" ask Haris, while putting hp into his jeans pocket.

"Writtenly?" jasmin said with his eyebrows up next.

"Udah healthy anyway like. tuh evidencenya porridge has been destroyed," replied Haris nyinyir.

Jasmin. "Btw, WHERE DID YOU GO YESTERDAY MALEM?! BUY SOME REALLY OLD BOILED NOODLES!" jasmin snapped at Haris while hitting Haris' arm using a makeshift fist.

Haris grimaced with glaring eyes. This is Jasmin just healed has changed into a lion.

"Aww, sick!" answer Haris weakly. It's like Jasmin forgot that last night he had a frown.

"GUE'S ALMOST DEAD, YOU KNOW NOT YOU?!" add Jasmin with a matted face.

Haris can only bow his head, however he feels very guilty because he left Jasmin at home alone with the door left open.

"Sorry. I was rash yesterday, I talked to Ravi, Daniel, Will with Jefri."

"But... Aren't you a strong chick, huh? Who can teach here?”

Jasmin swerved sharply towards Haris. "Yes Allah, Ris. I was picketed, how could I fight. That's why my face was also slapped."

"The fucker got robbed. But you calm down, they've been rounded up by the police, the conspiracy has also become a fugitive status."

"Where can I calm down?! My jewelry collection is also collected, right?!" snarl Jasmin again. Haris is back into kitten fashion which is usually just ducking.

"There was that too. While stored in the police office for evidence,“ said Haris slowly.

"Oh yes. He robbed it. Hehe."

"Lu was robbed instead of adding pinter even so slow. Suspicious fit slapped your brain sliding further and further. Ckk."

Plashing!

Kena slap also finally Haris, but not on the cheek but on his left arm.

"Min, if you mostly hit me. I'll report to the human protection service, that you've committed domestic violence!"

"But seriously... You're better, aren't you?" asked Haris again, he was still a bit worried about Jasmin as well.

Jasmin finally responded to Haris with a serious expression without messing around like at the beginning of their conversation earlier.

"Udah. You don't have to worry. I don't know me."

"Hm, thank you. Oh yeah, we want to live where? Do you want to stay at your nyokap house first?"

Jasmin nodded. "Hm. How about it again. The house still scares me."

"Okay.. I have to bring your clothes all temporary transfer."

"Thankss.. btw, my laundry is also a lot of Ris. All the laundry in ya."

"The heart is called for the heart...."

"Hehe.. clay dong, the arms are sore. The adek cheeks are also bruised," said Jasmin with a pair of cute pretentious faces. Jasmin also showed her forehead that was hit by a slight scratch.

"Tuh, my forehead also got scratches..“.

Looking at Jasmin's forehead, Haris remembers last night's events. The glint of shadow when one kiss Haris gave Jasmin forehead suddenly appeared in Haris mind just like that. It was successful in making Haris' cheeks flushed and the guy looked the other way.

"Yes, bring you!" haris said in a hurry.

"Semalem dream what do ya, I dream there papi I come here. He hugged me, kept kissing my forehead. Ris, your semalem here isn't it? Am I ngigo?" jasmin asked with a puzzled expression.

Haris is a bit of a rage. "Lu dream time...”.

"Heem kali yaa. Papi I'm so mean, don't you watch the news if his son is robbed!"

"But you are not in Indonesia Neneng!"

"Did papi not open the West Java radar. Last time he had an app to monitor my life"

Haris laughed. “We are on holiday to the Netherlands. Meet papi lu."

Jasmin sniffed his shoulders in annoyance. "No. Dutch company!"