
In the stadium towards the stadium exit.
" Eh, there's a pretty mbak...Temptation can dong? ", tease one of the parking thugs.
" Assalamu'alaikum.", greet me to make people stay away from me and the children.
" Eeh, how does this answer, "ALLOHHU AKBAR", replied one of my greetings, one of them.
" Dare to tease me and the kids. Don't know who I am, do you? Just yummy.. Watch you! ", my mind is furious.
" So little step aside huh ! My son wants to pass. My husband's been down there ", while I'm pointing at one of the guys outside the stadium.
" Where is her husband ? Her husband's brother is eneng. Cook forgets anyway ? ", they seduced me, followed by their laughter.
" Here - here the big brother went home yes", said one of the thugs by pointing his hand at me.
" Bang, don't be shy ! This is where sports people. If you want to take his place in the house ", I said trying to get away from his hands.
" Bad fuck ! Beautiful - beautiful songong ", angry with closer to me.
I take the stance of horses. When he held one of my hands, I took out the slamming stance immediately the body of the bongsor with the full tattoo was slammed into the ground.
Not accepting one of his friends I disabled, they all approached me.
" Eh uh uh... What do you want ? Don't you dare approach or your fate is like that of your friend. Watch out !.. Don't come any closer !
Don't you dare just rumble. If you dare to go forward here one - one ", fear me with a little step back to the position ready to beat.
" I'm looking out mom... Pl-please... Please.", cried my children with tears.
" What is this ? ", the man ran towards me swiftly..
" How dare women and children" while pulling the collar of one of the thugs.
" Create !"
The thugs were immediately secured with his alacrity.
" Thank you soldier" said compact my son.
" Yes sweet boy".
With a little closer to me, "Next time don't be so strong ! The smell of alcohol like this, don't discuss ! Just hit it straight ! If not, you can scream ! It's safer ", crocos he advised me furiously.
" Yes, imaksih. I don't know how the alcohol smells. I guess a normal human being ", I'm afraid.
" If I didn't, my mother would have won. My mother is a coach and athlete jujitshu om. There used to be 20 market thugs near my house just beaten by my mother. Now she is his friend mother. Some want to be my father again. ", Farza was proud.
" What??? Your father-to-be thugs ? Just yummy. My men who are soldiers I forbid, what else are former thugs. Big no's. I'll be your father ", the inner brigadier is proud of him.
" Report brigjen ! Task completed "!
" Report received "!
With a little running after his lag with me, "Can I take you home ?".
" May the army, even I'm seneng ", said compact Nafisha and Naya.
" How ? Can I take the general's mother ? ", his prank on me made me a little embarrassed to ever lie to him.
" Eeh, fine. Be able. Please. But I brought a motorcycle ", my elak so that the man intended not to take me home.
" It doesn't matter. Let the kids follow my car as a guide. How do kids agree, right ? ", obviously so as not to be refused to take.
" Okey om's... Groovy....".