CIRCUMCISION

A long journey

The heat of the stinging fire burned the gubug, destroying the bamboo building, which had been a hiding place for the hoodlums.

Scorched into ashes, and fused with the ground.removing any traces of blight that had ever occurred, even the wind was reluctant to carry the flying ash he was burning.

The hidden place, who would have guessed would be a tomb for them, in the assault of Sardi's capture. And accidentally also have found robbers who have been very disturbing residents, and some circles.

The slippery, slippery, and repeatedly able to escape. Not only did he rob the treasure, and kidnap the women, but he did not hesitate to kill his opponents if he fought or rebelled, resisting his will.

And Sardi is currently under his influence, not only ambition in his first love, but now he is even more rampant. Cincing-cincing tetep teles, a term in his thinking increasingly brought Sardi into disrepute and cruelty.

Tunggak and Sardi walked along the coast until the sun hid the warm rays. The seagulls returned to their nests.

Limp leg Arrears are not an obstacle to continue the journey, breath gasping. Nor did they dampen their steps throughout the day in search of hiding places, and help from herds of fellow delinquents.

What are they looking for...?

who do they get it for...?

Who can answer, only time and awareness. Or maybe the death will first pick up, strangle the neck, scorch ambition, melt bones and crush despair and ambition. Cowards die many times before their true death.

"Kang. We stop under that tree." Sardi rubbed his sweat.

"Oh.. Damn right they are! how dare I burn my shelter...!"

"They have to pay cash for all his stupidity, dare his they wake the sleeping tiger." Furious Tunggak cussed and readied the banana tree next to him.

"Where should we go...? There's no way we're going back to where we were, it's just a handful of people who know where it is."

"That's Djaelani's son-in-law, Harjito. And the accomplice of Atmosiman's copra." Sardi guessed who had leaked the hideout.

"Fuck them Sardi, the important thing is we have to re-establish energy and strategy."

"We're heading, southwestward there gathered my brothers, we can seek help on them." Waitak convinced Sardi.

"Here far from the settlement, we should immediately find a place to shelter overnight. Before the night gets any more intense." Take a step back to a strategic place to spend the night.

The flap of the bat wings snatched, as if not reluctant to slap their grim faces.

Sleep slurrpp.

Sardi throws his machete over the branch and something falls off the top.

A chicken, and they enjoyed dinner with a chicken under the shade tree where they were sheltering.

The separation between Mitun, Situn and the women brought their own sad story.

How not! They met at a very sad time, a face that was always tense in fear.

Just shared a smile, now they have to part ways. Their means of transportation are divided into two, the food they partially leave for mitun and Situn.

"Mbok, we'll go on our way home. Thank you without the help of Mbok, there is no way we will get a place to live this comfortable." Suparman said his farewell and thanked Situn and Mitun.

No doubt their tears in reply to Suparman's words.

Sulistyowati sobbed in Mitun's arms. "Thank you, I hope I can come back here and we can be like this again."

"Prophemently, when we are friends and we are long in age, this place always accepts all of you to look." Situn's smile is soothing to anyone who sees it.

"Mbok.. I say. continue to be healthy, someday I will return to see the symbok both." Naris's turn to dress.

"Go back with your children, to visit us here le.." Situn answered, then in Amini by mitun and others.

Suparman drove a patrol car, and deflected the opposite direction to the car Naris was driving.

While the food carrier moves very slowly.

By the time that year was told in the early part, the road was not as smooth as asphalt now. It is not easy for Naris to find their home villages, it takes patience and patience.by the afternoon Naris arrived in the town square and it is impossible for them to continue the journey, he said, They rested under the shade of the banyan tree, waiting for the morning sun to return. To fill their empty stomachs, one of Naris's friends exchanged raw food for ready-to-eat food.

Their tired faces were treated with full stomachs, and ready to lay down their bodies in pandan mats, with a glittering weight of stars.

Naris never separated from paying attention to every movement of Sulis, suddenly he remembered Suwarti.Naris smiled to himself, they were sorry. Equally strong and equally irritable in the face of a situation that can be a little comforting to yourself even though the position in the squeezed though.

"Kang...!"

"Kang Naris...!"

Naris swagapan when his name is called.

"Eh yes... What's the matter...?"

"Kang Naris why did you see me...? Is there something wrong with me." Sulis lowered his head in fear to see Naris, who was busy arranging hearts.

"How old are you, Sulis..?" Not that Mary answered back to asking.

"Sa.. i. fifteen years kang."

"Why.why..is there a mistake I made kang..?" Sulis hesitated to ask.

"There's nothing wrong, sleep here. I'll take care of you." Naris orders, while patting the place on the side of his seat.

"But I will definitely let Naris take you home right..?" Sulis asked as if she was unsure of Naris.

"And tomorrow we'll get to the village where you come from, why doubt? Sleep on." Naris rearranged the place for Sulistyowati to lie down.

"For it is only me, who has not yet arrived."

"Naris isn't going the wrong way." Sulis again doubted Naris.

Naris who could not stand the feeling of tired and sleepy, he had ignored all the questions of Sulis, even a soft snoring had sounded.

Sulis finally settles down on the side of Naris. And they slept through the cold night under the banyan tree, and the star bore witness.

In the middle of the night Naris awakens, shocked as her hand, overrides Naris' injured arm.

"ahhhhhhhhhh... Sulish..." Fresh blood came back out from that sharp weapon scar.

Sulis woke up, sat down and confused by what was happening.

"Kang. oh. kang Naris forgive me." Sulis hurriedly helped Naris fix the location of the cloth to bandage Naris' wound.

Naris's heart rate raced, as their eyes clashed. And Sulis's hand held Naris's arm.

"Write...Go back to sleep, I'm fine."

Naris closed her eyes again, but not her heart. What taste is this.

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Pinching tetep teles\= has been wet to melt all at once, as the saying of people who have done something and baffle responsibility.

Mak...jaman used to be the age range of a dozen already in mating, right...?

Well this happens also on all figures in Sundirah dech Mak 🤣🤣

We continue yuk .. Naris dare not open your heart to young girls nih 🤭

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