Bojomu My spirit

Whipped Bird

Hikam stopped right in front of Ajeng, the girl just worked here, although she had heard Ajeng knew Arya, but the bad influence of Arya certainly could have a bad impact on Ajeng's work.

"Mas Hikam need not fear me why-why, same mas Arya, demit that, not difficult to fight, just calm down!" Ajeng invited Hikam to cover first.

"But, Jeng. The problem he brought was never small, the people in the village hall sometimes raised their hands, often called the police, especially in this village, Mr. Kades just received you!"

"Mas Hikam, it's quiet, Ajeng can talk about the demit, already here, let Ajeng who invited him to talk!" Ajeng does not waver, he will face his duty, this is still Arya, not yet another cruel person, Arya can still he control, maybe.

Ajeng walked with his light steps, making all the servants of the village gawk with his courage, no one wanted to settle Aryan affairs, they could be drawn to the trial as well, he said, it will make their working time wasted and their good name goes along badly.

Demit, the name that Ajeng slipped for Arya, he looked at the man with the face as he pleased, never grateful for God's favor of good looks that exist.

"5W+1H, I will ask Mas Arya about it and detailed, you have to answer!" tehah Ajeng's.

"Huh, can you work here? Which is the same cockfighting, just applause doang, huh?!"

Duh, this temptation, obviously good cockfighting, no need to wear nice clothes and shoes, want to shower or not yes whatever, basically bring chicken.

Pat both cheeks, he should not be tempted by the chicken.

"What did Mas Arya do?" first question.

"Guit."

Type, ready to continue. "Who did Mas Arya beat?"

"Burung me!"

Type again, "When did Mas Arya shake the bird?"

"So, just now!"

Four, "Where did Mas Arya do that?"

"In the river deckhouse."

Five, "Why did Mas Arya do that, what's the fault of the bird until it's shaken?" he added it himself.

"For the sake of desire, the same song."

Ajeng's forehead folded in, he did not understand, but continued.

1H, "How did Mas Arya do that?"

Arya leaned her body until her face was only one inch away from Ajeng's sideways face staring at the computer screen.

"Pake the biduan hand, I lay in my hand, continue to be gripped back and forth," he replied softly.

Asking typed everything, he reread it, then tried to deduce it, turning to Arya who was fervent.

"Mas Arya, gini loh-" he took a breath for a moment. "-What kind of bird wants to be gripped back and forth with the same hand, keep the songstress singing, do bird toys with you. Where did Mas Arya buy birds?"

Glue, glue,

Hikam and Desi bu suffocated to hear it, as the two married people clearly understood what Arya meant, different from Ajeng who still twisted and digested the types of birds on this earth.

"Ajeng never buy and keep birds, but yeah never invite bird toy biduan, besides birds kok shaken, it's really noodles, so noodles shake, Mas?" fill his head like a tangled thread.

"Lo want to meet my bird?"

Ajeng widened his eyes, instead of refusing, he nodded, agreeing with Arya's offer.

"Stop!" Hikam inevitably stopped this chatter, he came forward, sat down beside Ajeng. "Udah, let Mas take care of him, you go to the bell-"

Ajeng raise one hand, "Wait, this Ajeng is a woman, Mas Hikam. But, about pets, let alone birds, small, Ajeng never keep, so give up the same Ajeng!"

Arya mangosteen is snarled at Hikam, while Hikam's eyes are sharpened.

"You don't know the bird he's referring to, Jeng!"

Loh,

Arya laughed, she sneered at Hikam while sticking out her tongue, nothing can hinder her mischief, even Ajeng, she can lie.

***

Supposedly, he listened to what Hikam said, the man remained kind and would not be wrong or hurt him.

Different from Arya who actually trapped him, left him in the middle of the rice field and alone in a small hut, Arya said it was a place that she often used with biduan, but lies, but she said, he just wanted to trap Ajeng, this is not the same place as before.

"What does Arya want?"

"Say you want to know my bird, I want to point it out, can't wait, can you?"

"What's a bird, where? You came here from here, have twice back and forth not bring a bird cage, the birds I just did not see, where? Don't make me afraid, you're gonna fuckin' shit, Mom!"

"Ahahaaahh, I'll mengesel or you will be sprained, Jeng?" laughing out loud, he sat down beside Ajeng.

I don't taste the same as him, that's it, just a chance I can't be in vain, just a boy's work!

Stand back, as soon as Arya opens the jacket and moves endak lower his pants.

"Heh, Mas Arya wants to piss here?"

"No, you want to tell me about my bird. There's no cage, just this cloth!"

Shithead!

Ajeng glared so understanding what Arya meant, it was appropriate that Hikam insisted on forbidding it, it turned out that this one demon really did not have a human heart.

Ajeng's lips were drawn upwards, who said he would be daunted and scared, he folded his shirt's arms, even higher than his elbows.

Both of Ajeng's legs widened, his style was like a goalkeeper, the closer Arya approached, the more noticeable the grin.

"Lo want to see now?" hail Arya with confidence.

"Don't look again, Ajeng will remet be a beige chicken!" kratak, kratak, Ajeng ring his fingers, ready to attack.

Arya resisted the movement of her hand, she was already standing in front of Ajeng, but the sound of the bones made her blood rustle.

"Jeng, you want-"

"You remet it, here it opens, it is thought Ajeng is afraid of the soft bones so, huh?" he turned his neck. "In the orphanage, the children also helped clean up, here!"

Nope,

Arya paused her intention, she stepped back, Ajeng looked even more sinister than usual, even surpassing the style of a true female player like him.

"Here, Mas Arya, he said he wanted to be told, open it!"

Not running, instead asking to be opened.

"No, not so!"

"Loh, why? Not that it had not been shaken by the bird, now here, let Ajeng be remet, all Ajeng geprek!" his feet were stomping hard.

Arya stepped forward, Arya retreated, forward again, and there retreated again.

"Jeng, no, I'm not!" wanna run.

Arya's wrists are chubby, not that Ajeng is stronger.

"Here, Mas Arya, tell your bird that, my booze in the parlour is plenty!"

Aaaaarrrrrghhhhhh!