
Next day.
I, Nita, Dwi and Reka prepared to give support to Gilang. The four of us corrected our style of outfit.
"Gue's too girly ga the hell guys? Less painful. Usually my outfit gini-gini I pede but now not. That's where people work out, while I'm not used to dress up sporty, anjoy!" said Nita.
"Be your self, okay! You form from the factory is already girly from ancient times, so do not need to wear all sporty-sporty outfits," I said.
"If I accidentally wear a sweet-sweet casual gini. Who knows if there are athletes who are interested in me! Bayangin just that where it contains sturdy, stocky and maco guys! They need someone they can protect. No need to be sporty-sporty. We're not athletes, are we? What's sporty-sporty?" reka.
"Ribet very lu-lu on," said Dwi who again carved eyebrows.
"There is a complicated you! Heh, now there is a technology called embroidered eyebrows. It's been two hours straightening the eyebrows, it's very lively" said Nita.
This is the life of spec bidadari girls if you have gathered. I don't deny the need for rich things. You see if gini rich gini where did the angel spec come from?
Okay, we were born was already a seed of superior drip kahyangan, but this earth where free radical ghosts haunt. Want to be as beautiful as anything you can if you can not take care of yourself and pack also protect it well, it will certainly be buluk. This earth is a cruel place of life. Cruel for the skin, make pockets, also for mental health.
Once we have prepared ourselves as best we can, we fill up the energy with healthy food made by mothers who rent their homes for this homestay. So, every hour he eats food from his residence another one located not far from this homestay. About three or four houses from here.
Okay, as always, for how to eat should slay 💅 yes. Girls spec angel if eating can not be smitten. Lips are already fashion umbre, make up face already layered not to splash the soto sauce. But make no mistake, our make up is not menor, even looks very natural.
So for those of you who meet girls spec angel whose face is glowing naturally, do not get me wrong. Actually it contains make up hundreds of thousands plus skin care prices millions. It is a pity if it is tarnished by the soto sauce let alone the promises of sweet men who bear fruit. By the way, so we don't like to date the same beatbox or rapper kid. You see, when talking about car berkuah-kuah. Ahek...
After all the preparations were done, we left. Fitting already in the car there are OVT only about property problems. "If you want to be excited there must be balloons in the shape of the forefinger guys! Continue to let the cucok also wear a funny bando that has a hore-horse doll on it. Minimal long balloons polosan ga anything deh. But where can we get that?"
Who owns such a rich supporter property? I'm! Hihah...
I want a total for nge-hore-hore-in Gilang, so it takes all that property.
"All you banners, Le?" Dwi. "Yes, what is the writing, about" said Reka. "What if the writing, 'we support Gilang as the defending champion in Bogor city'." said Nita.
"There's nothing like that! There's no!" i said.
"Hwaa... but where can we get the supporter guys property? Do we have to find the mall first?" kat lam.
"Non, don't worry. Usually in the venues of the competition there are sales. On the edges of the building is usually the same race that sells equipment as Non Laila mentioned earlier," said Mr. Memet.
"Seriously, Sir?" ask me.
"Elu anyway, never watch that start directly, so it's a scene by yourself," said Dwi. "Emang you ever?" ask Reka. "Not really, hihi." said Dwi. "Huuuu." said I as the head noyor of Dwi. "Eh, but. but. but I'm not as good as you!" dwi said in self-defense.
Nita is still busy with touch ups. "Girls, my powder was splashed with soto sauce. Balance if I touch up gini?" said Nita. "Huh, this is the son of astoge," complained Dwi. "Yes, your teeth have the cabins!" nita said to Dwi. Dwi immediately grabbed the mirror held by Nita.
With such a furore, our car sped towards the location of the tournament.
It's true what Mr. Memet said. Once at the location of the tournament, from a distance that is visible first is the crowds of people selling in the GOR court. We got out of the car and Mr. Memet went to park the car.
What I want to know first is Gilang. I want to wash my eyes outside, buy merchandise, but the first thing I definitely want is Gilang. I want Gilang to put my face to the same. Uh, I'm the one who's the supporter, yeah, I should be the one who paid face to him, hehehe.
We also went in and looked around. The seats of the stands are rame. It continues to turn out that in the middle of it is not just one game, but there are four matches that run alone.
"Le, I have stage fright," said Nita. "Huh? Do you not match? Why stage fright?" i said. "Not stage fright, but shock is just as many people whose matches also turned out to be rich. Just as rich as I am," said Reka. While Dwi dyed fizzy over something.
"Udah, let's go out first. We're telling you that we're already nyampe. Let him pick us up outside" I said. "Eh, that's Gilang, right?" dwi said holding us back didn't come back out.
There was a guy from the direction of the stands walking towards us. That's a Gilang series? I almost didn't recognize Gilang, anjoy.
He walked with the surrounding environment that suddenly exploded. The road was suddenly slow motion. His usual mid-section hair is now aut-sea blown by the rich breeze of a bad boy. His chest was slightly open looking from the hemispheres on the karate shirt. Instantly his footsteps corresponded to bits of hip hop tarararam music.
I was stunned by the figure of the guy who walked towards us. I didn't get to see what my expressions were like, which I obviously heard hysterical voices coming out of their mouths.