MYS 230
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I accidentally glared at Ibrahim. However, it seems that the guy, who I honestly have to admit, is pretty cool, and that makes me smile even more. Maybe Ibrahim's brain has been contaminated with the scorching sun and salty spicy sauce so that he can't read the signal code that I show.
What happened was that Ibrahim put his hand forward asking for a handshake. Of course, I refused by ignoring it. While we are still in a mosque environment that does not allow boys and girls to touch each other for no apparent reason.
This younger boy named Ibrahim has his brain tilted, aka crazy!
"The intention is to pick up and take Ms. Anggi home. Coincidentally, my house is in the same direction." Ibrahim replied still smiling broadly.
"Do you know where my home address is?" I asked for free.
