The After Met Him
Chapter 11

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Ajeng walked lethargic towards the minimarket near the cost. I don't know why he was not excited.

After he called Andre that night, he did not meet the guy face to face.

I don't know why.

He immediately entered the minimarket, took a basket and went down the shelf to buy his needs, including the deposit of his two friends.

His steps stopped right in the soap aisle. He chose one of them. Favorite soap.  He walked back down the shelf. Biasalah, this has become his activity during the supermarket. Tracing every shelf, who knows find something that is suddenly desired. 

Steps ceased. Someone hit the back of his head. It didn't hurt, but it surprised him.

"Eh?" He looked back, accidentally kicking something. Just look at his eyes.

Bandages.

The people around him looked confused at him. Hurriedly he took the bandage and put it back in its place.

Right he turned around, himself getting Ical leaning on the shelf by looking at him ignorantly.

"Ngeselin ya Lo" Ajeng snorted. It was definitely the work of the Ical. While the boy, even grinning gk clear.

"Ngapain Lo? Buy a pad just buy it once. Don't code your eyes"

Ical immediately nodded. His body stood up straight. "Have a son!! Yes, I used that"

"Yes keep what? Why are you here?"

Ajeng's eyes.

"Lo follow me?" Show it to Ical.

"Well, why am I following you. Sorry well, don't worry"

Ajeng snorted, he walked leaving Ical in the hallway. Time wasted debating with Ical.

"Eh uh... Jeng, help me napaaa" suddenly his body has blocked the way Ajeng who wants to walk to the cashier.

"What si? Look out for it" his eyes stared lazily at the person in front of him.

"Help me" Ical cupped his hands together in front of his chest. Do not forget the funny face, which instantly makes Ajeng creeps great.

"Ck! Yaudah what? Do not be long Lo" Ajeng resigned, if not obey his will, he must always be pursued by the same boy.

Ical direct sumringah. With sparkling eyes he instantly pulled Ajeng's hand, towards the previous shelf. Special rack pads.

"Damf. What the hell is this kid? You really want to buy a pad?" The laughing man laughed.

Ical looked to the left. He grimaces. Then align his head to Ajeng.

"Gue was told to buy a pad" she said, whispering.

"God! Yaudah buy it. Kasian mother Lo has waited a long time" Ajeng did not think with his friend this one.

"Gee! Help me. I don't understand" honestly in his heart he was lazy to buy this for his mother.

Ajeng stared lazily at Ical, then walked down the shelf. Followed by Ical who walked doubtfully. He's just himself in this hallway. The other women and mothers.

"Where are you thinking about?" Ajeng asked without looking at Ical.

Reflexes turned to his friend. "Seriously did your mom say that?" The question held back a laugh, accompanied by a innocent nod from Ical.

"Okees... Emm, is the brand not known?" Ask again.

Ical shook his head.

"Yaudah, my choice is yes."

Ical nodded happily. In the end, he did not have to bother looking for it.

"Nih" Ajeng thrust it at Ical.

"But! Oh, ah who megang. I'm ashamed, Jeng" he said, pushing back the pads for his mammoth.

Ajeng. Hanging a basket on his arm. He pulled Ical's hand, then handed over the pads. Make Ical tick.

"I don't want to, Jeng. I swear I'm ashamed"

"Yaudah anyway, time do not want ya mending gk need to buy." Ajeng walked away from Ical, who stood limp.

He immediately followed Ajeng. Walk behind the girl.

He was looked at strangely by the people around him. Of course, this is the first time holding this one woman's item.

Ajeng queues right behind the mother with her little daughter. Ical was still loyal behind him.

They both came out of the supermarket. He breathed a sigh of relief by Ical. He was relieved to have filled plastic with his mother's order.

"Thank you, Jeng. Lo emang temen debes me.."

"Hm... Yaudah I first yes" he replied and waved towards Ical.

"Be careful, Jeng"

"Yes"

Ajeng finally arrived safely. He immediately put his plastic groceries on the living room table. He fell down on the sofa.

"Over very long, Jeng" said Fatma, he immediately took his order.

With sparkling eyes, he brought his order to the room. I forgot to thank my friend.

"Capek very, Jeng. How long?" Tanya Dance. He sat on the sofa opposite Ajeng.

"So I met Ical" Ajeng said, closing his eyes. Didn't know that his words made someone feel happy with his heartbeat.

"Oh yeah?"

Ajeng. "She asked me to look for pads, for her mom"

Dance immediately looked down lethargic. When will he be asked for help by Ical?

Not getting a response from his friend, making Ajeng open his eyes. He stood up and picked up a plastic bag on the table.

"Gue to the room... I'm tired" he said with a blank stare by Tari.