Gold And Diamond
PART 2 ~Motor Scopy~

Vey and Kala opened the door together, then closed it while looking at each other. After Kala saw Vey carrying a small sling bag, she went back inside. Forgot to take out the bag. Then, Vey took a moment in the mirror, attaching both ends of his pass to his right and left shoulders.

Vey wears a comfrey plisket, a mustard-colored knit sweater, and a black pasmina plisket. He is more comfortable with his style. While teaching, she often wears pants rather than skirts.

Unlike the Kala who prefers to wear a robe wherever he goes. He closed the door of his room. Line up behind Vey. He made sure his veil was tidy.

"Onni, tomorrow we make a pilgrimage to the graves of Father and Mother, yes," said Kala as he turned to Vey who was lifting his sports shoes.

"Have you gone to school?" Vey walked towards the living room.

Kala tailed while checking the smartphone and his wallet was not left behind. Looking towards the footwear rack, about to pick up the sandals. But the sandals are already outside.

Closing the front door. Locking it. Helmet's picking.

"Yes. I'm home. My return tomorrow at half-time. We leave before Magrib is no problem. Near too."

Vey bows. Wearing shoes.

"Yes, you're going home from school."

"OKAY. Who drives me what are you?"

"It's me, Onni."

Vey gave me the key. Ensure that there are no chat messages, DMs, or inboxes. Two messages came in. From insagrem and ficibook. He replied to the message for a moment. Order lettering frame and wedding dowry.

Turn on the motor. Turning back. Then, pay attention to Vey from the rearview.

Vey walked while wearing a helmet.

Then, ride the seat. "Yok."

With that skopi bike, they can both travel wherever they want. It used to be when the inheritance of the father and his mother was distributed, they get ashobah (remnant of the division of inheritance) which is only a little. The motor that actually belonged to his father, now belongs to both of them. For it has been granted by the heirs who obtain.

For the measure of wealth of people living in the suburbs, Vey and Kala's father used to be quite well established and well-off. In fact, the house that Vey and Kala live in is now 1/3 part of all the property they have. What used to be recorded three months before death cut off life. While the garden and land planted with teak wood, has been given to those who are entitled to inheritance.

The motor scopy was bulldozing the wind at an average speed. They will shop at hypermart-long not shop there.

"Onni, I want to sing. What request?"

"No need to."

"It's up to me, yeah."

Vey fell silent. Focus on replying to newly-incoming orders.

"La, buy some big pigoras later. There's a pesen sketch."

"okay."

The motor scopy continued to split the road to the south. Although it is quite worn-out - it has been used ten years - the gas attraction is still stable. Rarely enter the workshop. Motor that has never troubled the owner. The motor also holds a lot of memories. Previously, the motorbike was used to deliver Kala to teach.

About twenty minutes, Kala turned the steering wheel to the right to jl. General Ahmad Yani/jl. Pantura Kingdom. After turning back at jl. Pasuruan, then turn left towards the destination location, Rejo Stage.

Stay at hypermart. A shopping place that never leaves buyers. The parking lot is always full of motorcycles and cars lined up neatly. Vey got off after the motorbike occupied the parking lot. She took off the helmet and scuffed, making sure for a while that the hijab was not a mess. So did Kala.

Kala told Vey to bring the key. Because, he wants Vey to be the one who hugs him when he gets home.

The two lovebirds go hand in hand. As in general, the older sister will often be seen the same age as her younger sister. They both look no different from their age, either physical or facial. In fact, their difference is also quite far, seven years. They always look good wherever they are.

"Onni, when do we have a chapel suit?"

"I don't like it, La. Bizarrely. Find a girlfriend there!"

"No dating. Live nyari casu aja. Haha. Does Onni have a boyfriend?"

Vey ignored. Distracting by looking around.

"Rice rice, oil, sugar, soy sauce et cetera still, right? Keep the paper still. What the hell's up, La?"

"Pretty don't buy here. Buy it in the front alley. Rice took it."

"Yes. I understand. What's finished."

"Whoa. Later fit around also inget." Kala pulled Vey's left arm. Force him to walk. Disturb and then get people.

Kala pulled the trolley, while Vey walked ahead to the shelves of oil and sugar. He looked back and said, "La, tissue's gone too, right?"

Kala nodded. Vey picked it up and directly threw the tissue. Kala's surprised. Prepare catch. Worried about falling off target and hitting passers-by.

Stopped the step. Leave the trolley on his right side. He took five bottles of cooking oil a liter. Vey on the right side, facing the shelf, then turned his head and put three kilograms of sugar into the trolley.

"What time do you want to cook, Onni?"

"Request what are you?"

"The steack-eater, anyway. But, meat here is expensive for sure," he said half a whisper.

"What about noodle? It's simple."

"Hmmm..." Kala curled her lips. "okay, deh. Coke manut."

"Onni, it'll be right home we buy the beverage franchise first."

"Yes." Yeah."

They keep going around until the trolley is completely filled with all the primary and secondary needs. One thing that is mandatory is eggs and instant noodles. Sometimes they are very lazy to cook. Especially when attacked by orders and many school assignments. They're headed for the cashier.

If you want to obey your wishes, actually Kala is tempted by discount goods. But, after seeing that his trolley basket was already full, he held back.

"So, how many are you doing?"

"don't know. At least three hundreds. But, more kayak-e."

"More. How many did you try? Almost one hundred. It's just one."

"When, the powder is durable. I can buy it once every three to four months."

As soon as he came out of the door, Kala had trouble carrying his things. He whines for help. But, Vey who had been he resigned to drive, ignored him who was struggling to hunt. Not to mention the two drinks that were in his right hand.

Vey told him to ride carefully.

Kala put the big crackle first into the seat. He went up, saying it was later.

The motor breezed away.