Not the Image of Rashmi
CRF #25. TRUST

~Alvaro~

He looked at Asmi closely, in order to find the answer why he could be interested in this girl, even though he did not have a sharp nose, for a beautiful size, Alva admitted Asmi is beautiful even though far out there many girls are more beautiful than Asmi of course. The war? Oh come! Asmi is spoiled, grumpy, whiny, absurd, adorable impressed childish. Her life? Obviously, she is the number one girl on the list of girls that she should avoid, because her life and Asmi like earth and sky.

But the more you see Alva the more you fall asleep, "what the hell!" finally fierce Asmi disperse the daydreams of Alvaro about him.

Rashmi Sundari, I'm interested in your magnet.....

Although Alvaro knows the end of his story later which would be sad if he chose Asmi, at least he had liked someone, mother questions about Alva who did not really like the broken girl, because now he really likes Asmi.

"Have you ever tried a gini string instrument?" ask Alva.

The girl nodded, "the lute."

Alva again amazed, among thousands of young people especially women, can be counted fingers girls who choose side by side with the indigenous culture of his own homeland, obviously! Asmi is a noble who is required to love his land, he will be a role model of the young generation of tatar Sunda.

It's not easy to play that, it's harder than modern musical instruments, for Alvaro. So this time he grinned, like diving while drinking water.

"What if we barter? I taught you the guitar, you taught me the lute?!" tawar Alva's.

Since when does it become as gentle as this in women, usually if not lo-gue, yes other gentler words are also real names.

Asmi returns home to be picked up by Dedi at Elisha's house. Asmi stopped by Elisa's house that afternoon.

Amih stood in front of the entrance, with the look of her ultramen eyes.

"Cieee, the beauty is waiting for her son to come home!"

"Assalamu'alaikum amihhh," Asmi grabbed the back of his hand and regretted his reverence, but apparently amih did not let down with that attitude, "why is it now too late to go home?"

"More..." Asmi mele nguh short, how many times he talked about this to his amihnya, but the brain amih is full no longer accept all the explanations.

"Please, trust Asmi." he asked.

"Don't believe it, just ngingetin neng, fear of khilaf!" the answer went inside.

"How's khilaf? Girlfriend doesn't have one?!" the god is back, Asmi will do this if she is trying to avoid a fight.

"Ck! Khilaf is not only approaching zina aja neng."

Amih then twisted his body suddenly, making Asmi also surprised to make, "khilaf if Asmi is a scare, khilaf if Asmi already asked..."clearly by raising eyebrows so hard warning given to his ngeyel princess.

"It was just asked, right?" Asmi now walks ahead of the march deeper into the living room, "not yet love the same people,"

"Not yet, but in a minute."

Asmi now behaved like amih earlier with his arrogance, "Asmi has not answered will."

"That's necessary. Amih same what already deputy," reply amih.

Asmi again gritted her emotions and channeled them only through the grit of teeth and fist alone, then she went into her room and closed the door hard room.

*hufftt*!

Asmi regulates her breathing, then wiping off the sweat that lately often comes out as she holds back her emotions.

"Calm down Asmi! You'll be the first to scare against the rules, that the scare doesn't always have to have another spook partner, or a bellhop!" he's suing himself.

Mang Dedi again scratched his head does not itch, this time to all Asmi asked to be picked up late again. But he did not think of Asmi who lied or quibbled, because it was desirable that students were a lot of tasks.

It's just that, of course, he must accept the nagging Raden nganten super spicy level jalapeno.

"Kang, it's 2 o'clock, don't pick up raden rara Rashmi?" ask Ujang.

The old man took a sip of a cigarette and then poked cigarette smoke in the back gazebo near the fish pond of the residence Kertawidjaja while bending his knees like a carteg.

"Later 5 o'clock, raden rara asked him at that hour." he replied resignedly if he had to meet raden nganten and diomeli back because just according to Rashmi to go home, then left Rashmi without knowing what she was doing.

"Lucky you, kang. Raden nganten again sunk Saung amih, in some branches. So raden nganten must be coming home tonight!" Ujang Teap.

Does Dedi have to be thankful this time? He smiled at least his ears were given a day's rest from his employer's nagging.

"Alhamdulillah," he replied exclaiming, while sipping coffee that tasted more delicious today. Maybe for him the love of God is shown by making Raden want to go all day without having to nag.

"I don't want to follow den rara, but kasian.den rara was already big, have friends, time everywhere I have to follow! I'm sure, as a human being, you also need privacy, even if you're a noble!" clearly laughing at every time spent with his employer's child, he was at least sensitive to feel the mental burden of Asmi.

Ujang agreed, "I'm afraid of stress. Because it's too curbed and set."

This table is filled with the owner of the restaurant with his son, daughter-in-law, grandchildren and restaurant manager.

"Ma, Dhalah wants fish!" show Dara.

Katresna took and separated the fish thorns and mixed them with the rice and fed it into her daughter's little mouth.

"Every month we have a new menu, raden" said a tie shows a bundle of maps of innovation development reports from subordinates.

Amih nodded in understanding, but he did not intend to answer the words of his employees. He prefers to chat with his two exes, "amih want to ask, what kind of student activities?!

Nawang and Katresna looked at each other, "what is it? That is aja mii, mah campus activities, busy assignments, there are also non-academic activities that are seriusin ya can be very busy even, why?" katresna asked, he and his brother-in-law had guessed, all this must have come to Asmi.

"Asmi there is a story that is the same for you, or follow what activities on campus that make the return home late?"

*can, really*! Katresna unraveled the nosediving eyebrows.

"Mih, sorry is not Nawang willing to interfere in the way amih keep and educate Asmi, but if according to Nawang-----'s point of view" he glanced at the hotel manager, because this private conversation does not have to happen in front of other people.

Aware of Nawang's gaze, the manager resigned.

"Sorry Raden, it looks like my business is done. Mango or continued eating, I went to the room," she nodded deeply.

"Yes. Noahun kang Difar." Amih's nod was limited to chin movements.

"Asmi is too constrained, Nawang worried..later it will have a bad impact on Asmi's psychology, initially he will denial phase.if left continuously will be fatal, let Asmi have her own teenage world, mihs. Love him trust in order to be responsible for himself and the family name," explained Nawang very carefully, because his beautiful in-laws are a bit of a nudge in direct debus mode! Eating bells. While Katresna has swallowed the chews are difficult to fear the amih mosquito for not taking his advice and Nawang. Wrongly said, he had to say! He held his breath for a moment so nervous.

Amih looked straight and then propped up his chin with a focus of his hand, weighing Nawang's speech. Has he been too hard on Asmi? Overly governing and dominating?

Elsewhere, Asmi was singing her favorite song belonging to the band Simple Plan, along with a germ.

"I'll have a job in a minute,"

"The vulcan? Or concerts?" ask Asmi.

"Conser," short Alva.

"Follow!" he asked, for ages he liked rock bands, but he never knew how behind the scene the crew behind the magnificent concerts.

"Why come, you'll be the boss?!"

Asmi shook her head, "Asmi wants to know, it feels like being a crew same promoter how?! Can you please kang?!"

"Yes already. But don't make noise or bother?!"

Asmi nodded like a parrot, "i'm promise!"

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