Jayan was full, but not because he ate chicken porridge, but because of Ona's endless babbling. The girl was endlessly raving about Jayan carrying her Astra Grand motorcycle, which was super noisy. Though what Ona means, duck motorcycle, is a white Vespa motorcycle that has Jayan that has just been bought by papanya.
"You're not very sensitive, Yan. suer." Ona protested about the arts for the first time.
"Ona, please. It's just a motor."
"That you are not cool. I want to know what your new bike is, upstream."
Jayan sighed, "Right, I can pick you up from school."
"Ondo, isn't it? You like to go to school."
"For your sake, what the hell doesn't it make you?" Jayan said in a seductive tone.
"Really, huh?"
"Iyaaaa Ona, btw why is my jellyfish? Usually you also never want to be invited
