Bojomu My spirit

No way, I'm just!

"He is a real demit, it's not wrong I love his name demit, people come time is not needed, when it's his turn I need it, he's not there, he's not there, don't go to the barzah!" namel Ajeng.

He sits in a riverfront hut where Arya usually spends time with a female servant and often becomes a resident moonshine.

If he helped Arya out of the matchmaking, he also wanted Arya here to help him, even break even and Ajeng would return the money to buy a cage at that time, the salary was still enough, anyway, at least he had reason to reject Ganjar.

It is imagined that he married Ganjar, grin, he worked, he worked, he met at home just smiles, praised continuously, but outside later can be ridiculed, he said, Ajeng was worried about such a person, sweet in the front, bitter in the back like coffee, all bitter.

"You'll pick up my phone or my pesen bales, maa Arya. Once you are a useful person why, just live a hard life people!"

Brak!

"Cockfighting!" Ajeng gasped, the biduan was in front of him. "What do you want to do?"

The midwife chuckled, "I guess Arya's here, it turns out you, she hasn't heard, Jeng?"

"Where Ajeng knows, Ajeng is not his mother, just ask Ratih ma'am. Why are you looking for Arya?"

"Gatel me!"

"Well, what's the gatel?" he saw the skin of an open-ended woman. "Nothing red is that, where's that gatel, I've got wasp oil?!"

Laughter exploded from the sexy song, her age was clearly above Ajeng a little, but there were also some who were young.

"Not that gatel time, Jeng. Gatel wants to be touched by Arya, want to be played by birds!"

"Oh, that whipped bird, huh!" he surprised himself. "Don't be weird, he said he wanted to get married, don't play with birds!"

"Here, many married people who play outside, bosen the same their wives, saggy all out of the body" and all that biduan said about the relationship between husband and wife penetrated into Ajeng's mind.

He becomes afraid with Ganjar later if it will be so, at home he is flattered, but once outside, Ganjar will call a biduan to spoil his bird.

[Ajeng doesn't care about you, you little whipped bird, his job is just a bird toy, you labil guy!] Ajeng to Arya's.

This, he swore this was the last time he sent a message to Arya, let alone, want to marry a demit model or not, there is still a risk of being left cheating.

Of course, she is the perfect Goddess until Hikam does not turn away, even invited by residents Hikam has a limit.

Ajeng stood in front of his mirror, turning right and left, bringing his face closer.

"Well, what a model like this is durable, a beautiful makeup is still being proposed, let alone my model, fitting like this!"

Bude Lastri who heard the rant then entered Ajeng's room, for a moment he was silent, just observe what Ajeng did and said.

"Jeng, not all men play!"

"Well, where Bude knows, is Bude a widow left dead, is not curious about Pade, do not-do know the biduan!" stove, Ajeng dipped.

"Loh, the time? No ah, he's loyal, I'm ugly like this yeah, he's that-"

"What, really, Pade doesn't know a female here?"

Bude Lastri was silent, but if he wanted to answer unfamiliar, that's the proof he had once been called, meaning to know.

"Not anther to the tomb if not sure!"

"Your mistress, until I answer nakutin, Jeng!"

***

Mrs Ratih retreated once she knew who had come to her house, none other than the girl she had lied to her son and the girl who became her ex-boyfriend and ex-daughter-in-law.

Before long Ratih ma'am with his guilty face, out of the house and open the gate, he let Ajeng in and sit first, but Ajeng refused, he hurriedly wanted to go to the village.

"Ajeng balikin because at that time the promise will return to Arya mas itself, but the Arya mas is not here, continue to happen Ajeng want fiancee mas Ganjar, and, so it's better not to have another guy at home."

"You want a fiancee, just as Adorable?" bu Ratih is no stranger to outstanding young men from the village next door.

Ajeng nodded, "Mas Arya who wants to marry, Ajeng time is not, it will be outdated dong. Say hello to Arya, Mrs Ratih. I'm sorry I can go back now, almost forgot, eheheheh."

Madam Ratih looked down, she also did not know why she could shed tears, such as disappointed in the news of Ajeng's engagement with Ganjar, at that time she hoped that Arya was with Ajeng, who was very happy, but in their hurry there is a problem and Arya asks to go abroad.

Just try Arya here, surely her house is crowded because Ajeng is also in this house, she can not deny where Ajeng can indeed control Arya, she is not sure of Ellin.

Huh, people's destiny is unpredictable.

"Yaaaaa', you're horrifying Mama right?" madam Ratih shakily contacted her son.

There was the sound of glass being thrown from Arya's place, not once, more than twice.

"Udah, have you also moved on from him, you have put-"

"Arya never said break up, Mam!" Arya schematized the broken glass in her hand, letting the hand bleed. "Mama who said, try not to discuss Ellin to Ajeng, he would not think of looking for a guy!"

"Yes', you're already there, Mama think Ellin is more appropriate for you!"

"Mam, he's just as broken as Arya, want to destroy your granddaughter later?"

Obviously not,

After closing her mother's call, Arya turned the phone back on in her bag, the old phone where Ajeng's number was.

No, Ajeng should not be betrothed to other men.

"I kissed my lips, which means the other one has to be me, no other guy!" sullenly. "My germs!"

Slink, slink,

Dozens of messages from Ajeng began to appear, even some biduan looking for it, endak gave a free offer origin stomped in.

"Damn!"

[Mit, where are you going?]

[Helo, Mas Arya .. What kind of brand will your jacket smell?]

[Why don't you tell me, where are you going?]

[I have oil from your mama, how about oil?!]

[Mas Arya really wants to get married?]

[Mas Arya, I know three guys, cool me!]

Brak!

"Gue buy him clothes, not oil!" his murmur held back his annoyance.

He hit the call icon, "Receive my call!"