DERRIS

TINCTURE

Krieckk... Gedebruuukk, people eavesdropping on the conversation from outside the warehouse. Each other overlapping and pretending to be looking for cockroaches.

“What are you doing?” Agus was aghast at the domino scene of his co-worker.

“Oh we are practicing looking for cockroaches, usually they are other countries spy robots.” Said one of his colleagues.

“There are no cockroaches, there are only cobwebs!!!” Sri Ayu jump their friends who are still overlapping.

I do not know what they want to know from the personal life of Sri Ayu and Agus. Every event after work these two lovebirds are never invited. Why is it that their desire to know them is so high?

“Duh, money stay a sheet. Review is still a week away.” Poking the Hundred Thousand in his forehead.

Awakening and hunger are situations that support overseas children. Want a salary? Hooo is certainly not an elite, not willing to borrow money. Definitely not trusted, if there is a guarantee definitely not in accordance with expectations.

Ms. kicrik kicrik... “Ahhaai... Mission mbaknya numpang ngamen yes.” sissy voice comes carrying a sprinkling from the bottle cap.

“Ah no Mas-Mbak I no longer need money, no need songs. Find another one!!!” Get rid of Sri Ayu who was upset at the Stop.

“Idiihhh Mbak her arrogant, horrified song Diana first. Sharing that windfall Lovely lo mbakkkk hehehehe.”

“You think my money has a change of Rp. 99.000 huh?!” challenge Ayu growled.

“Waw Cerebu mbak? Ihh difficult mate loh if stingy, go upin again lah.” The sissy was indeed his mouth agile.

“I don't need a song, read the kere removal spell!” sri Ayu was getting frustrated.

“That I could sing every day I mbak. I also kere, but if there is an anti-kere spell yes let me sing xixixixixi.” While painting his musical instrument.

“Yes God, I'd better just go!” by swinging his glove bag, accidentally slapped the face of a sissy ngamen.

Bug, his head slammed into a pot of plants. Pyaaarrrr, the pot broke and the contents of the soil scattered.

“WOI, RESPONSIBILITY!!” the pussy voice became a baritone.

Reketeg.reketeg, hanky and shoulders Sri Ayu goosebumps want to coplok.

“Mother... Koppaakk... Send me a savior... I beg God, save myself.” Sri Ayu began to be horrified by the sound of sissy steps that became fierce.

Taps... Taps... Taps... Pulling Ari Ayu's shoulder, until her body twisted.

“How dare you, harass me in my area!” the raw bogem was preparing to hit Sri Ayu in the face.

Priiiittt... Prits... Priiit... Prrriiiittt... The sound of the whistle was deafening.

“Hai, Calista Stain Rhythm!!!” shouted someone who made a weak hand pansy.

“Boss!!!” he looked scared.

“Ckckckckck, inappropriate.” Wiggling his index finger.

“Bosss, sorry.” It was suddenly a Gemulai valley.

“Hemmmb,” nodding.

A little Boss of the region's ruler came with a bag of support on the front of his body. His hat was flipped back and his smile was shining.

“Taraaaaa..” A young boy named Gustavo Alejandro.

“Eh what is this, how to go back. How come the boss is small and his men are bigger and older?” confusion swirled in the contents of Sri Ayu's head astonished.

“Casual kayaking in Hawaii mbak, this calista busker under the auspices of Mami Agency I.” Gustavo sitting nangkring in the garbage wagon.

“Iya, this is the boss of the region. Even if he's small like coriander seeds, but if he farts. Byuuuhhhhh Ciliwung river sungkem!” Calista boasts of his Boss' achievements.

“Mbaknya earlier make the same problem my men?”

“She was maksa ngamen with me Dek Boss,” said Sri Ayu who was still scared.

“Bener?” towards Calista.

“His Boss seller,” is downing his lower lip.

“Fyuhh..please apologize, our life on the street is very hard. If my men don't have manners. That's because we never ate school.”

“Haiiiiii hahahaha termite Boss ah, school bench dining.” Chirps Calista Noda Rhythm.