DERRIS

MISS YOU

While in the chicken coop there is a rare human figure. Still wearing her krit gloves. Plak, Jupri's hand managed to tick off the bad mosquitoes.

“Hap, mayanlah rather than nothing to eat.”

Unfortunately the fate of Jupri, usually the rations are sent routinely. Now feel fasting alone, a day is enough 1x.

“And have a wife, byuh delicious.” Jupri dreamed of rubbing his hairy belly.

Not how long Jupri said the origin of the word, smell the delicious aroma of food.

“Jup, I brought boiled noodles and aking.” Said Sri Dewi the eldest daughter Pak Muji.

With her stomach growing. Looks overwhelmed and exhausted. There is a food bushel and hot water thermos. In Jupri's mind it must be sweet coffee.

“Duh Mbak Dewi ngerepotin only, here and here Jupri Habisin food.” Without babibu Jupri cooking the contents of his food.

With ravenous Jupri eating boiled Noodles and Rice aking.

“Jup, you eat it so greedy that it tastes good?” Sri Dewi just remembered that it turned out that the noodle seasoning was not mixed.

“Nyuam... Nyoam... Nyoam... Delicious Mbak for free mah hehehe.” The stomach is not empty, because dying hungry is embarrassing.

“Heheheh, actually it was a food for buffalo who was late fed grass with my father, Jup!” Sri Dewi slowed down her tone.

“Uhukkkk,uhuuuukkk hueeekkkkk.” So happy Jupri, so sprained to vomit.

He thinks I'm like cattle yeah, I live in cages. Wanna make me wretch too. Asem, asem it turns out I've been named buffalo only. I will not continue this food. Jupri grunts in the heart.

Sri Dewi painstakingly wiped Jupri's lips.

“Jup, actually feel sorry for you. Because you can't cook, this is the result. Sorry Mbak ya Jup.”

Suddenly Jupri melted like a heated Mozarela cheese. Initially upset to be angry, now so soft and winged calm.

Whether the dream of coconut or jackfruit, a Sri Dewi put his head on Jupri's muscular shoulders. The result of his hard work is contained. Make his body become athletic and fashionable Just rarely shower alone that makes his skin rivet and dull. The flip-flops were nailed because they were broken. Not to mention the scabbard, it is definitely waiting for the night Satu Suro just washed. So do not ask when the iron is yes, because the charcoal iron is definitely a scramble. Instead of bothering to wait for the turn ironing items that are worn again. Mending Jupri appears what hehehe.

“Eh Mbak Dewi don't tend on Jupri's shoulders, later Jupri's heart so not karuan.” Keep the head of the Sri Dewi who tendered..

The sour face of Sri Dewi seemed to be a nightmare.

“Do not want! Recede!” Sri Dewi pulled Jupri's hand strong.

And finally Jupri the cage man. Cupp ah, a kiss landed on the lips of Sri Dewi.

“Himmmppp...” His virgin lips have been taken captive by someone else's legal wife. Jupri continued to hold her chewy lips like a strawberry chocolate-flavored pudding.

The sweet smile of Sri Dewi seemed to imply victory. Jupri who initially did not have any feelings is now a fuss like a train chimney.

“JUP... JUPRI... BACK JUP, I DIDN'T BITE. HERE JUP!!!” tegur Sri Dewi who waved her stairs.

But Jupri continued to run and drove in the darkness of the night. He seemed to have been desecrated by a pregnant woman who was the son of his master, his plan he wanted to give up his chastity for his ideal wife. But it had been snatched unintentionally just now.

“MBAK AYU'S... WHEN DO YOU COME HOME!!” Jupri shouted on the rock at the top of a high cliff.

--JAKARTA, MAN,

“Uhukkk... Uhukkkk.” Gustavo patted Sri Ayu's back somewhat improved.

“Sorry yes Ma'am, I just stole a cassava Mamsky for us denied rutinan at headquarters.” Gustavo regretted his actions.

“HUUM, HAAASHHH,” after downing water in a bottle.

It seems like the bond between Jupri and Sri Ayu is very strong. Even a long distance does not hinder the bond between the two. Actually Sri Ayu wants to go home, but wait for a long vacation. Want left. Mail by post, confused about the current address. It is said that the place of residence is yes, but if asked for an address. Cook written Apartment under the bridge, above the times. Not very disappointed, right?