The Story About Us

The Story About Us
Moving to Parkiran


Just being angry can also be draining. Evidently Shela to spend a bottle of mineral water that she bought from the ice pop trader not far from the location where the storm with Parto just now. Shela accidentally did not return to the reception venue of her cousin was embarrassed by other guests and lazy to meet Parto.


Just going home, Shela headed for the parking lot. Find the location of the motor among the many other motors. After he found his motor matic, observed really and observed again the motor, he did not want to repeat the same mistake. Misrecognized his own motor.


Very hot here, well these people markir motor kok on a not neat gini. This is how I get my bike out of here. Instantly I want to have the power of Captain Marvel's powerful incomparable strength so that I can get my bike out of here using the power of gravity manipulation.


Shela is confused to think of a way so that her motorcycle can get out of the parking area so that as soon as possible can leave the location of her cousin's wedding that has made her embarrassed earlier.


Parto who saw Shela was busy moving and shifting the position of another motorbike in order to make his motorbike out of the complexity of the parking position that trapped his motorbike was just smiling by himself.


Ten minutes was a long time, and Shela felt frustrated herself with the new struggles she made herself. The scorching heat of the afternoon sun further increased Shela's emotional level.


This is what no one wants to call me, what's good at? Jian everything on the bum. I really messed up earlier here with a dewe motor, should be with mom was on a trip. Ah, this is all because of the moral man..


The longer Shela's emotions become. And the culprit of all Shela's annoyance is Parto. Yes, Shela crowned Parto as the one who caused her chaotic day, the one she was obliged to avoid being in now.


"Need help?" Said Parto who saw Shela was tired and sweat began to pour on her face.


"Ora need! Minggato kowe (no need! Go you)" Shela still attaches importance to her ego.


"Related?"


"If the intention to help it directly move! why use tanya. basic guy not sensitive! You look at me like I'm having a hard time with this cake, you little bitch!" Shela wiped the sweat on her forehead. Parto was not insensitive, she knew what to do but before that at least she had a small talk to ask Shela if she needed her help or not.


And guess what, Shela must be embarrassed to admit that she actually needs help to just take her motorcycle out of the parking lot.


"Lucknut parking! make it hard for people!"


Parto glared at Shela's curse.


"Your mouth can be not in the love of filters, not really good to say." Regardless of Parto's words, Shela continued to babble incessantly.


After successfully removing the motor Shela from the complexity of the parking lot earlier, do not think there is a scene of wiping sweat that Shela did to Parto's forehead kayak on the tablets. Really, none of that happened.


Shela went straight into the gas without saying anything. His mouth has been cape nagging from earlier so forget or maybe deliberately did not want to say 'Thank you' first to Parto for helping him solve his motorcycle problems earlier.


"I hope I don't see him again" said Parto, who will also move from where he is now. Leaving the parking lot and residence of Mela who was still rame because the show was not finished.


Parto to Seno's house. Half an hour's drive took him to the address he was heading to. He could have guessed that his two friends were there.


"Assynoltomodel.." Parto nyelonong enter because the door of the house Seno left open. Seen Beni was asleep on the living room sofa. And Seno? he was busy playing with his phone, it can be ascertained the same busy being done by Indah at the end of the village there.


Parto sat next to Seno who immediately put her cellphone on the table.


"Asyem. You immediately want me to be the same as him. Uh why Beni? Don't you think he's?" Parto watched Beni who was asleep with her right hand on her forehead. He looks like a man with most of the burden of the mind.


"He did not mendem ko . he said during his overtime work continues this morning will immediately not invite to the place ka_winannya Mela. Haven't yet brushed that blas on him."


"Oowh no kirain mendem (mabok), Sen I pinch your clothes yes. This is so hot."


"Let's geti jepuk kono, (yes stay take it there,) Abis shower story yes.."


"What story?"


"About the way you jinakin the stray cat in Mela's place hahaha, I arrived speechless.. See you pull the hand of nini kunti kok kayak scene in tipi-tipi. Too bad I didn't see what kind of cake it was, again,"


Parto did not answer. He went into Seno's room and picked up a change of clothes. Walk towards the bathroom and finish what needs to be done there.


Beni woke up because the sound of her phone kept sounding. Seno who saw it was just a mesem.


"Hm.. Waalaikumsalam, I'm at Seno Mbak's house, yes nginep.." It turned out that Beni's phone had rung since there was a phone call from Mbak Lulu.


"Owh yes already Ma'am. waalaikumsalam"


Beni disconnects a phone call from Lulu's sister. Still in the same position, selonjoran santuy, he stretched his stiff muscles. His slang ngolet.


"Why?" ask Seno to Beni.


"Taken home, Mommy entered the mallem shift, mother at home alone." Beni sat down, picked up a cigarette that was on the table that he had just put there before falling asleep. Wanting to light a match, he was shocked by Parto who threw the batik shirt he had just worn.


"Udut wae. keropos kui ngko your lungs. (Smoking only. porous it later your lungs)"


"Njiir, when are you coming here? wasn't it still ea ea in Mela's place with your old chick?" Seno who heard Beni's words just laughed. Parto sat next to Beni.


Beni did not smoke because it was glared at by Parto when she was going to turn on her match.


"Stories To.. Very cool of you, your taste duwur jebule (high turned out). Juteknya kebangetan aja you can conquer that," said Beni spirit.


"Nah agrees, age ndang cerito. (story hunt)"


Parto took a deep breath. Remembering the incident earlier this afternoon made him re-glow, same gemes girl who had just met three times but had made him desperate to hold hands even to hug her in public.