Bojomu My spirit

Last Night

"Mas-" Ajeng ran and threw out his body, hugging and crying sobbing.

Hikam sugar his hair back, Ajeng's face looked depressed, even he had not seen Ajeng cry like this, since he had come and only this second did he look back.

Their gazes met, long enough to fondle each other what they were about to say, many paintings traces of weeping and snot on his face, being hugged willing to laugh.

Bugs!

"Okay, bag-"

Plaque!

"What, what do you want to call me, bego-bego, what are you the best graduate, huh?!" Let go of his embrace, he wiped back his tears and snot carelessly, this time he took the jacket in front of him.

"Idiiihhhhh, what a disgust, crazy!"

"Let's go, you're deliniin panties, naughty, his friend the devil!" reply Ajeng. "Why did you come here?"

Arya took off her jacket, lazy to wear the thick snot jacket, must be dry to form the islands.

"Who's here, looking for a number?"

"Ajeng does not play that, it is thought that Ajeng you are what is like demit, besides why are you here, huh?" challenging Arya with both hands elbowing at the waist. "Jeng is sick of you, don't want to see you!"

"Well, if you don't want to see me why, rehearsal for theater?" Arya rounded the jacket to Ajeng's waist, let it be washed all over. "Come, go home, it's bad, danger!"

"No, go home by yourself!" unfortunately, he just spontaneously hugged Arya, like someone encouraged him to do it. "There!"

"Udah deh, do not be smart to sell expensive, I anterin, the way but."

"Road?"

Right, Ajeng look at Arya's dirty shoes, there is chicken manure, there are traces of dirt, dirty, even sweat droplets clearly visible on Arya's face and neck.

They go hand in hand, I swear by anything, Arya is clumsy here, only this time walking alone after running and then chasing a girl like Ajeng.

While Ajeng was busy wiping away his tears and snot, still continuing to go outside, Arya's jacket smelled so good, he was sure the women were clinging to it because of this magic, he just felt happy, she said, He kissed the jacket unconsciously.

"Mas Arya go straight home or want to have some tea first?" bargained for.

"Lo give me the medicine for the tea?"

Plaque!

"Heh, I've tried my best and forgive you, how come that mouth if you don't say weird can't it?!" kick Arya's leg, then get into the parlor first.

Arya palpated his knee, Ajeng kick is good enough, he has not brawled for a long time, his bones need heating.

The man chose to wait beside his car, he knew there was Hikam with Tiwi ma'am inside, after all there was nothing he needed to say there.

Earlier,

"Gue give you a chance to apologize to Ajeng tonight, after that stay away from Ajeng, broken Ajeng same lo!" hikam.

"Why can't I see him, who is he?"

"It's not important who, once you break this problem, I guarantee you rot in custody!" hikam's threats don't play games, he's got an inside acquaintance.

Therefore, Arya stood in front of Hikam earlier, she thought also Ajeng would run to the man behind her, not knowing that Ajeng did not see Hikam and only focused on him.

"Jeng, take a shower!" bu Tiwi refrained from asking any strange questions.

Ajeng nodded, he turned to Hikam.

"Mas Hikam here make a story of the problem to Bu Tiwi yes, or Mas Hikam already sorry Ajeng?"

Hikam then stood up, he smiled and nodded.

"Don't repeat it again, Jeng. I'm angry because of your kindness, who would protect you if we weren't close, you know!"

"Yes, promise. I take a shower first huh," Ajeng replied, he rushed into the back room.

Bu Tiwi nodded at Hikam, they also knew there was Arya in front and competed not to know so that tonight would really be the last night the damn man met Ajeng.

As a woman who was with Ajeng since childhood, she should be afraid Ajeng treated more, not just a kiss, can be more and it is very detrimental, especially Arya has a trace of a bad past.

No, not the past, but now it's still coming.

"Why go through the back?" Arya received a cup of warm tea made by Ajeng.

"In the front room there was mas Hikam, he was angry to know you were to me, he must have forbidden me to meet you, so through the back, ehehheh."

"He must know, look at this car!"

Uh, yes.

"But, mas Hikam did not say anything about it, he was an honest person, not a macem liar you, people who are all ugly, demit the hell who ngerasukin you, Mas Arya?"

Arya shook her shoulders, sipping the tea to the toilet.

"Mas Arya straight home?"

"Why do I want to sleep?"

"Huh, no matter the demit has gone outside, it is still dirty just his mind gini. Yaudah, go home, don't ask me!"

Sreth!

"Ma-mas Aryan." Ajeng's eyes were wide open, suddenly both big hands grabbed his body until he felt the heartbeat of Arya who hunted. "Heh, what drama are you doing?"

"My jacket don't forget to wash," said Arya. "One more thing, you if you work, do not think chicken coop continues, buy what cake to look better, how would you want to attract a model Hikam guy, if you are not the class of the Goddess!"

Ajeng put his cheek on the chest, vibrated, but it was comfortable, similar to the movie he saw.

"Later, if I meet the model mas Hikam, you will come to my wedding right yes, but do not discuss the kiss and hug this, can anger my future husband!" mouth is different from body language, both hands are coiled on the waist of Arya which is higher than him.

Arya smiled thinly behind there, "Yes if you invite me, yes I will come" Arya pause for a moment, she took the distance until they met, her faint smile was present again. "Lo pantes wear work uniforms, don't cockfight!"

"Ih, woo let me be forgiven, I'm sorry you, just calm down, will not be heavy when you die, it's started from zero again, doain lah I met the same mate cepet, so be it, ahahahah that looks like Hikam's-"

"What if you're my class, you don't want to?" cut Arya.

"I mean, Mas Arya's-"

"Gue likes lo," Arya once again cuts Ajeng's speech.

Deg, man,