Bony The Scooter

Ch.25 – Home Page Typhoon

“Love is not visible with the eyes, but with the heart.” --William Shakespeare

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Typhoon drove his motor towards the old building, I felt the uncomfortable atmosphere of being in this area, because those outside the building looked like a criminal gang thirsting for property, and like being ready to rob at any time.

But strange things happened when we passed in front of them that seemed to be guarding the entrance gate to the old building that was now in front of my eyes, I thought they were going to stop us but they lowered their heads and let us in politely.

I asked the Typhoon just after we stopped and parked our motorbike inside this old building.

“Serious now? Parking motor here?”

“Udaah, here alone, no one will take run vespamu bar.”

Replied the Typhoon casually, while Hogy only chuckled at me looking too alert like this.

“Start from here we will walk to where we hang out, let's hunt, already hungry nih..” Typhoon said like this then immediately left the area of this old building.

The three of us followed the Typhoon through cassava plantations, rice fields and stopped on the riverbank where there was a coconut tree that was slightly tilted towards the river.

“We want to hang out where the hell? Kok through the river all.”

I questioned them about this strange hanging out activity.

“Udah you just, tar if already until the place we hang out you will surely be fascinated by the natural scenery.”

Hogy answered my question a little angrily because it was only the first to see me as fussy as this.

“Hahaha... just calm aja bar, you will not be disappointed after we get to our hangout later, well now catch it anyway.”

Looking at me who was a little worried made Typhoon open his mouth while on top of the coconut tree.

The three of us crossed the river by jumping from rock to rock because there was indeed no bridge around here.

“Hiiiish, have not been hanging out already as complicated as gini, all use jump stone nyebrang river, not yet in front

Just there is a forest like that, do we want to hang out in the forest?” dumel.

“Yapp, that's right, we're going through the forest, keep stopping by my house, then we go to the hangout.” Answer the Typhoon casually.

“Bar, after all since when did you become a gini? I'm like mom – mom out of monthly shopping allotments aja.” Hogy sneered at me for questioning the whereabouts of the hangout they promised.

“Pan, let's your house in the middle of the gini forest?” how did you say you wanted to stop by your house first?”

“Akbar Cereweeeet..!! tell diem not to!” Hogy shouted for a moment after the story landed on my head.

Typhoon just smiled amusedly at me and Hogy clashed his mouth, then he told us to speed up the pace because the time was getting late while the three of us had not had lunch except for the mopdik lunch.

As I got into the thick forest began to hear the sound of people talking to each other, but not too clear, because maybe my distance and the source of the sound is still quite far.

As the sound became clearer, there was also a house that was quite majestic standing firmly in the middle of the forest like this, and there were also several jeeps that parked neatly around the house.

I, who was really curious about this situation, had to shut up and postpone all the questions that were now popping up in my head.

As we got closer to the house, we were greeted by several people wearing the same attributes as the man I had met in the old bony parking lot building.

“Welcome, have you come home?” A burly person in front of the gate asked politely to us.

“Iya already, I'm the same friend – friends want to go directly to the back, please love this to mbok Ijah to make iced coconut orange continue to bring it to the back the same lunch.” Typhoon gave the coconuts that we had picked earlier to the burly man, after which we went straight to the promised hangout.

And it turns out to go to the hangout it still has to pass through a fairly large rose garden, then there is a small garden complete with ornamental fish and gazebo.

When I thought the gazebo was where we were hanging out, Typhoon quickly answered my questions as if he could read my mind.

“Udah hungry blum bar? Sabaar yaa, we're almost there, abis through the gazebo, we get to the place.”

I just smiled wryly at what the Typhoon said just now, because it turns out I still have to walk again after a long time. But I hold all this swearing for later if it turns out the hangout is not as special – as they say.

“Ok we get to.!!”

The typhoon shouted and stopped its steps right in front of the small river, and on the other side I saw a small wooden house building but it looked solid.

The small house that turned out to be the Typhoon's private room stood firmly on the slope that divides this forest, and from the courtyard of the Typhoon's room it did look very nice scenery, the forest across there, and from the courtyard of the Typhoon room it did look very nice, the river is at the bottom of the valley, and the flower gardens are around the room Typhoon, there is even a swing and tree house next to the room Typhoon.

I almost choked my own breath at the sight of all this, and also due to the fact that Typhoon and Hogy were heirs of a rich family, whereas I, who am I?

Now I swallowed all the bitter taste of the swearing that had been stuck in my mouth, after seeing everything

this, and it's true why Hogy was angry with me because this place is indeed amazingly beautiful, and certainly very shady and beautiful, suitable to escape from the hustle and bustle of the city.

Now comes again various questions about the Typhoon that I had harbored.

But I have not had time to ask, seen a jeep car approaching us from a different direction than the one we had passed earlier.

“Well, why is there your house in this forest and also your private room as big as my house, where does the jeep come from? Is there a road that can be passed by a car in this forest?”

“Alah.. Akbar started again.”

Hogy was again upset to hear my questions.

“Hahaha, save your curiosity make later bar, now we eat first, tuh lunch we have come.” Said the Typhoon by referring to the approaching jeep car.

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Author Note :

Hi.. hi. meet again with this super tamvan author, how are you dear and budigirl bony friends? It's healthy, right? Donk should be healthy always..

First Author wants to apologize because yesterday – yesterday is often late update bony, because the business of work that began active again, but will always be the author try to be able to meet your nutritional intake.

And the two authors want to wish Happy Ramadan Fasting Service 1441H to all my brothers who carried it out, sorry for the birth of bathin for all the khilaf that the author has done.

Then next for everything, the author wants to order, so always take care of yourself, take care of health, cleanliness. Due to the severity of the development of the covid-19 pandemic in the author's area which is now changed statusm to red zone.

May we all always be given the strength to face this ordeal, and always in His protection–.

And lastly, for those who are fasting do not imagine the fresh orange coconut ice ordered by Typhoon. Hahaha, the author himself also goosebumps well every time he writes “Es Coconut Orange.”

Haha.. Stay Safe and Success is always for all of us, see you next chapt. [wink].