Bojomu My spirit

Lowered Demi Ajeng

Ajeng passing bude Lastri endak help Arya, kliyengan and nausea like young pregnant people, long abroad effect also for Arya again smell the chicken, that time is almost normal.

"Jeng, give me a lontong kupatnya to Arya mas, pity lemes!" bude Lastri who cared about his cooking alone, all expensive, had to run out. "Udah, don't be selfish, if he dies here, what's not more complicated your, yes, love!"

Again, lontong kupat.

Forced, Ajeng brought a plate of battered lontong along with warm drinks to nearby Arya, a man in a work shirt who almost made his heart stop at the cockfighting area, he thought demit season two, he thought, it was Arya yesterday.

Huwek, huwek, uhuk!

Ajeng lyrics, Arya ya take a glance, Ajeng turned, Arya swivel the chin until Ajeng wants to look at him.

Yuck!

"Wes, don't look at my face, eat this, eat up, sin if thrown away, you're the one who's giggling!" he said while giving lontong kupat to Arya's lap.

"Where are you going?"

"Mandi, Mas Arya. They're afraid you're dead here because of the smell of chicken, my clothes smell all, but yes you're not going to die, where there's a dead demon, eat there!" He turned his hat, stood up, took a step away from Arya.

Arya smiled thinly, the girl was stubborn and had her own cool world that the average woman did not like, but still could not bear if there was someone wrong way or starving, or starving, lontong kupat managed to eat as evidence of Ajeng's pedulary.

After bathing, Ajeng did not go outside, he stayed in the room, had not worn national clothes and cockfighting, talking to his chickens was spelled out rarely since he worked in the village, he said, he talks more with humans, for example Missi and other interns.

His face vanished as soon as he remembered Ganjar's words, about the beauty of him and his acquaintance.

"Yes, I am not beautiful, the village already knows, but it is stored in the heart of why, no need to say, the cow stinks, everyone knows, do not use speaking, too, want Ajeng cremes mouth, look out to see you tomorrow!" his vows in front of the mirror. "Wong just usually take it to a small cafe aja arrogant, use the official car, ahahahahahah, bagusan me, the car demit was the real thing!"

Demit, uh he left a demon outside the parlour!

Ajeng hurriedly went outside, one of his eyebrows raised, giving the impression of being indifferent and lazy to meet Arya, but in need.

He sat down beside Arya, smoke in the air, Arya's pale face was back to normal, only getting handsome now since wearing a shirt, not a rice hut biduan class anymore.

"What's up, Mas Arya?"

Huh, heh!

Arya mendelik, long time not to meet instead of asking people news, success is not, even asked the news of birds.

"No need to glare at it, take your eyes off it there is nothing in exchange, his eyes little chicken here, answer me!" inexplicably. "Still playing a whipped bird there?"

"What if I say no more, you believe me?"

He turned his seat, interested. "That Aryan mas's a penance?" he got scared. "Arya has a death signal, the angel of death has come to you?"

"Bego, it's hard to talk to you!" reply Arya cussing. "The penitent, ungrateful, is even thought to die .. your bald angel of death!"

"Ahahahahahahaha, usually in the movies so, it would be horrified if you come here to pesen the tomb land, ahahahahahahah ...."

Arya pulled her lips back into a smile, long she wanted to see Ajeng's stupid face, laughing and blabbering whatever was on her innocent head and heart.

The mouth can say hate, do not know him, but if given an interesting chatter, immediately sit neatly like this.

"Aren't you married?"

"That's what it means, it's hard to say the same thing as you. Then, so when did you get married, one village already got a lot of oil from Ratih's mom, come here want to know your wife to Ajeng?"

Arya clucked, "Gue's not married yet, I'm still single!"

"Looohhh, don't tell me you ran away, Mas Arya!" running into the pantry, he pushed two dus of two-litre cooking oil, the other sembako. "Heh, Mas Arya .. pity Ratih ma'am already for this, you don't marry, the money runs out with your model demit boy!" yells.

Bu Tiwi carried her wand walking in, slowly she reviewed the smile, the demit was indeed able to make Ajeng sad lost, but the oil and tobacco, suddenly remembered.

"Tri!"

Bude Lastri stopped suddenly, willing to fall, running to the front, monitoring Arya at the request of Hikam and Dewi who returned first, their children cried.

"What, Miss Tiwi?"

"Ajeng will again war with Arya, oil checks are the same, do not get Ajeng balikin, we will save you, Tri!" remember expensive oil.

"Ready, Miss Tiwi. I want to scrape lontong kupat-"

"Yes aampuuunnn, you are from lontang-lontong, lontang-lontong, sana!" the stove sizzled, from earlier just thought lontong kupat. "Tomorrow don't tell you to cook, Tri!" yang bu Tiwi gomasy.

***

Ajeng is reluctant to get into Arya's car, "Well you go home with Ajeng, want to cancel marriage while telling me to act so your girlfriend kayak first?"

He raised his ten fingers high, his lips throbbing. "Chickens of the new ten want me!"

Puuffrrrtttt, Arya folded her lips holding back a laugh.

"So he said you to be in the orphanage, want to go for a walk, yes let me anterin a walk, puter take a car, but anterin I go home, take a shower, you want to gu smell like this?" her head nut-nut was like seducing a royal princess. "Don't you?"

I swear, Arya was down as low as she was, a thing she had never done before, the midwife just passed by.

The lyricist once again, threatening to kick Arya if it gets taken to the hut like his regular heretics.

"I swear, I haven't been that long, whatever you want to kick or what, I can prove it!" two fingers high. "So, come with me to the house, wait for me to take a shower while you meet my BoNyok, we're going for a walk, aren't we?"

Shy cat, stylish like a shy princess, shy daughter acknowledges Ajeng, her hands move quickly open the door of Arya's car, though still a manyun and glanced at Arya cynically, but she entered, sitting next to Arya.

The car engine Arya started to turn on, she glanced briefly at Ajeng, she thought she would not find Ajeng alone like this, or maybe had to see there was another man's ring in the brown fingers.

"I'm coming this way, doesn't mean you like me, you're not my type!" ajeng.

"Yes, I know, lo the Hikam type, I know!" arya replied while running her car.

Sengol-sengol, bude Lastri and bu Tiwi compact recorded the departure of Ajeng and Arya this time.

"Bu Tiwi or I report to Hikam?"

Ms. Tiwi looked up, "Mbok me once, Tri ... gaul!"

Weel!