Hot Couple: Love Story Inara Season 2
Euphoria August 17

Augustusans. Actually we had no plans that day, but because Aarin challenged us in several races to enliven the atmosphere in order to fill the holiday as well as celebrate the Indonesian independence day, so we felt the euphoria of independence day that year - - with our own race - more precisely Aarin. It's kind of ridiculous, it's already at the age. But because Aarin was willing to help me organize my flower garden, I also agreed and persuaded Mayra to come along and invite our respective partners. Just imagine, Aarin who is actually a mixture of Indonesia - India alone loves Indonesia as the country of his birth, our time is not?

"What's the prize if you win?" ask Alfi.

Aarin chuckling. "Hello. You can buy anything with your money. Any prize will not interest you in becoming a winner. So, don't ask about the gift."

"Then, what's the pulling side?" ask Reza.

The girl rolled her eyes at Ihsan. "The interesting side is that the loser will get a punishment" explained Aarin.

We all frowned, except Ihsan. She must have known she might even have come to plan that with Aarin.

"What?" ask us, almost compact.

"Liet.., ." he said.

"Surely ridiculous," I murmured.

Yep, of course. Aarin took out a sushi box that he had hidden in the kitchen drawer - I need to add, which he took out was a strange, very unusual type of sushi, like sea urchins, or the empedal fish. "The loser must eat a piece of sushi that the winner chooses at each round. And must be sporty. Don't act like a coward and be a loser. Okay?"

"Alright, but we decide what and how the sheep go." Alfi glanced at Reza and they glanced at each other with eyebrows raised, like code and making notes in the heart. Obviously they're going to create a joke between them and I can catch the point.

In order to be fair, because Aarin has determined what the punishment is, then he agreed and released the four of us determine what game will be contested, he said, each person is restricted -- at most - two game type ideas. Since I was good at swimming, I proposed a swimming relay and held my breath in the water. Mayra filed for a stock race and a sarong race both. While Reza and Alfi, two equally crazy companions - - agreed on two very silly and weird types of play, they named it the Eggplant Kepit and the Hanging Cucumber Dinner. The vow! That's the kind of ridiculous, weird race I've ever played. No matter how silly and weird my cousins were, we never played that kind of race.

"Eat the mayonnaise, I vomit. Especially eat that, Mom. Disgust," I whined at Reza. In addition, I was also worried about her surgical scars, fearing that her pain would come back.

Reza smiled sillyly. "Don't worry, I'm fine and will try to keep us winning" he said.

"The race is about to begin!" ihsan's voice rumbled.

In the race at the beginning - we race "dry" first, at the end then the race "wet."

For the first race, we race the sarong - both with their respective pairs. Actually everyone has the ability to run fast and each can be compact, it's just that Aarin's sandals broke when he ran and he almost fell. That was what caused him and Ihsan to lose in the first round.

"Yooo.. enjoy your sushi, guys...." Reza and Alfi were both whiny - they really enjoyed the moments of tormenting the lovers. And it's funny, like a dinner gun sir. Aarin to hold back tears because he forced himself to swallow sushi with stuffing ingredients in the form of slices of raw eel meat. I also shiver and feel nauseous to see it.

"New second race I've had to swallow this disgusting food" I complained.

Not taking the blame, Reza defended himself. "It's not my fault. You're getting heavier."

"You're saying I'm fat?"

"I said heavy, not fat, honey."

"Just the same."

"Okay, sorry. I didn't mean it that way. You are not fat at all. I'm sorry, huh? Don't be angry, okay? After all, it's you who will follow Aarin's wishes."

I was ticking, while Alfi and Mayra were so happy to have won two rounds in a row. Even in the cucumber eating competition that is hung with both hands placed backwards, plus a purple eggplant chip relay between the two thighs - again Alfi and Mayra are also the winners. And fortunately Ihsan and Aarin lost. They both lost focus and never stopped laughing because they saw the shape of the two objects were big, long, long, and crooked - which must be pinched between both thighs and cucumbers should be hung and should be bitten with the mouth, especially because the color of the eggplant is shiny purple and blackish. Of course it makes everyone think of it. Especially Aarin, surely it makes him fantasize a no-no. Haddeh! Alfi and Reza indirectly created a dangerous zone for Ihsan and Aarin. Messed up.

"There is nothing straight? Why does it have to be crooked?" Ihsan grumbling. Reza and Alfi laughed at him.

And in the next race, Alfi and Mayra lost and had to taste the disgusting sushi. Mayra can swim, but she's faster than me and Aarin. His swimming ability is far below ours.

"Damn, lu! It felt like a foot soaked in comb water for a week" Alfi said. She is angry at Reza for giving her that type of sushi.

Reza was grinning for successfully replying to Alfi. "One is the same, Brother," he said in a satisfied tone. They love to torture and abuse each other, but of course they do it with affection.

While in the last race, Ihsan and Aarin were again targeted. They both lost the race holding their breath in the water. Not because Mayra was more resistant, but because Alfi was cheating. When Mayra was about to come to the surface of the water because she could not stand the breath, Alfi actually held it and gave her breath help - from mouth to mouth. While Ihsan and Aarin did not dare to do that, not because they did not want to cheat, but because they were disinclined towards me who glared at them. Finally, Aarin and Ihsan were forced to give up. They came to the surface with breaths.

"That's called cheating. You are not sportsmen" Ihsan protested.

Alfie laughed. "That's a survival technique, young man."

Huh!

Truly a weapon of eating sir. Ihsan and Aarin lost four rounds. While Reza and Alfi raised both hands high and declared they were the champions.