My guy's Super
16.Caught.

Nayla spooned Pak Ustad's rice plate and Fahmi's plate.

"this is my cooking Mr. Ustad, try so we can eat together"

"all of you who eat yes, I am still full," said Fahmi.Nayla stomped on Fahmi's feet.

"oh, haw," said Fahmi holding his leg.

"you're what the hell, when you don't want to eat with his own Ustad anyway,, not really polite his name,,"

Mr. Ustad laughed a little.

"you are funny yes, oh, yes, it partly learned to be a nature of a woman," said Mr. Ustad.

Nayla and Fahmi looked at each other.

"meaning Mr. Ustad," said Nayla.

"yes,, Nayla, you are beautiful, a career, an artist anyway, surely you already have a boyfriend or a future husband, or already have his candidate, it suits you to learn this same food Fahmi,,"

"if I have not thought of Mr. Ustad, then I want to be alone first,"

Fahmi chokes.

"why are you, keselek, this is drinking," said Nayla giving a glass of water to Fahmi.

Nayla paced back and forth to make Pak Ustad and Fahmi astonished.

"you are why Nayla, you are so pacing," said Mr. Ustad.

"i think my teacher Mr. Ustad, he's now in a mental institution because of a mental illness that lost his daughter who died a year ago, I love him so much, I love him, I love him,,and now it's his birthday, but what I'm thinking about is how he went to see my teacher, while I was being chased by reporters like this because of Netta's case"

"maybe Fahmi knows how to do it,"

"kok, I'm Mr. Ustad"

Mr. Ustad stared at the appearance of Nayla who turned into a grandmother.

"subhanallah, sampe cannot recognize," said Mr. Ustad.

"emm, if clothes are like this, how the road is, must be restrained," said Nayla.

Fahmi and Nayla walk towards the elevator door.

"safe, let's go, '" said Nayla as she entered the elevator door.

"grandmother Mr. Fahmi yes,,"

"yes,"sahut Fahmi.

Fahmi and Nayla until the mental hospital.Nayla also met with her teacher and gave the birthday cake.The teacher was very happy and hugged Nayla.

Nayla walked, she was so happy that day she could meet with her teacher, suddenly the wind was blowing so strong that her fake hair was flying and the reporter saw her,Nayla was surprised and ran.but suddenly the state of sculpting.Fahmi held Nayla.

"uhh, I'm afraid you're carrying me anyway,,"

"you're hurt, your knee is bleeding,,"

Nayla sits in the car, so Fahmi treats Nayla's wounds.

"aww, me, slow-down little napa anyway,,"

"it's silent, you want to heal, no,,"

"tow,,"

"then he was silent, no, no," Fahmi said as he sat on top of the car as well.

"Fahmi,,"

"hemmh, uh,,"

"thank you, you've let me,,"

"yes,,"

"it's been a few times you've nolongin me, ma'af ya I slalu repotin you,,"

"repotent, by the way,,"

"heehhhh, you're a banger nyebelin anyway, why the hell are you always aja jutek, cold, you rarely smile,,"

"you're back," said Fahmi as he descended.

"uhh, how about this, help dong,,"

"you are heavy, tape you from earlier I carried you," Fahmi said as he got into the car.

"uhh, Fahmi,,eehh, you're so happy" Nayla said as she got into the car.

Ferel disguised himself as a journalist.

"gue must find out the truth, who harmed Netta,,gue is not sure Nayla is the perpetrator, Nayla is good from birth, she never grudges the same person"