BULE NYSAR SO REBUTTAL

Go To The Garden

The day is now changing again and as usual people are again preoccupied with activities like they usually do in the previous day. Although boring and tiring, but they have no choice but to undergo the activity. Whether it is an activity that makes money or not, they still live it.

Just like most people do in one of the villages better known by the name of the village widow than the name of the original village, since the day is still quite dark until the sun really illuminates, since, the residents are preoccupied with the same activities, which they do every day. All that they do is just to produce something to connect their lives.

Unlike a bule in one of the houses there. At a time when almost all of its citizens have left home to activity, the bule known as Josh seems to have just opened his eyes. Bule who late this often sleeps naked, just woke up when the sun was high enough.

The bull's eyes blinked and then he got up and stretched his muscles. The woman who had accompanied him to sleep was no longer by his side. The Bule smiled faintly then grabbed the color pants lying on the floor. Josh came out and the house looked lonely. Josh believes Mike is not home yet. He was still in the home of one of the residents. Josh immediately decided to go out of the house to sunbathe and exercise for a moment.

"Morning, Mr. bule," said someone from outside the wooden fence a few tens of minutes later while Josh was doing push-ups.

Josh looked up at the gate and saw a familiar woman. "By the morning, Miss," she and Josh immediately got up and walked over to the woman. "Where is this morning from?"

The woman's forehead wrinkled and soon her smile widened. "Morning? It's noon, sir. I want ten this time."

"Hehehe .. if in my country this includes still morning, Miss," replied Josh while chuckling. "Where's the name?"

"You go to the garden. Would you like to come?" answer the woman while making an offer.

"Well, does Miss have a garden?" Josh looked surprised.

"Hahaha .. ya have it, today I want to harvest some vegetables, so that tomorrow can be brought to the market."

"Wahh, I think it's exciting. I can come with. Let me get the shirt first."

"Hahaha .. Can you, please?"

Josh rushed into the house. It did not take long, now the two stepped together to the garden owned by a single child woman whose house is not far from the field and school. After stepping for some time, they finally arrived near the expanse of a garden that was already seen vegetables ready to be harvested. Josh's eyes had sparkled to see it, because only this time he saw a stretch of vegetables in front of his eyes.

"Is this all ready for harvest?" josh asked as his feet stepped following the steps of the woman who entered the ground made for the barrier from one plant to another.

"Yes not all. Find out who is ready for harvest.I'll tell you which ones to pick and which ones not, '" replied the woman. Their footsteps stopped near a club and the woman placed her luggage there. "Master has breakfast yet? If not, mending mister breakfast first."

"Not later. I can't wait to do your job, Miss."

Seeing Josh who seemed enthusiastic, the woman then smiled and he prepared all his equipment commonly used to harvest the vegetable. No need to linger long, they finally go down to the garden and start their activities harvesting vegetables.

Josh really enjoyed the moment he was doing. Despite the many questions he asked, but the woman he was with, was always happy to answer Josh's questions. Bule was also happy, so because it was too happy, without feeling now the time has shown during the day with marked the position of the sun like being above the head.

"Any tired, sir?" ask the woman when she decides to take a break.

"Tired, but it's fun, it's exciting" replied Josh after finishing a glass of water, then he took off his shirt.

the woman looked at Josh's body with a very hungry look. Josh's sweaty body really looks very tempting until the woman seems to have difficulty swallowing her saliva. "Master bule is indeed troubling," the woman murmured inwardly.

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