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DTPH 72: Used Canned Ballad

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"Thank you so much for today, Jen!"

On the shoulder of the road that is not too wide, Vishnu stopped the speed of the car he drove to lower Jenar. Is Vishnu one of the disrespectful men who dropped off a girl on the side of the road? Maybe for some people it is like that. However, what happened to this Jenar was purely a request of the girl herself. After attending the year-end event, Jenar asked Vishnu to deliver home but was dropped off by the side of the road. The girl quibbled, wanting to walk up to the contract where she lived.

"Sama-sama Sir. I also thank you for being given a ride."

Jenar took off the safety belt she was wearing. At a glance, the girl glanced towards Citra who was already asleep in her sleep. After chattering to and fro, in the end the girl gave up, unable to dispel such intense drowsiness. He closed both windows of his heart and fell asleep.

"Jen, are you sure you don't want me to drop off until the contract?"

Before Jenar opened the car door, Vishnu again asked about the decision that had been taken by Jenar that the girl did not want to be escorted to the contract.

Genar glanced over and shook his head slowly. "No need, sir. Let me walk, while exercising. Then I say yes sir."

The car door is open. The girl's legs shifted slightly to hasten down. Yet...

"Jen!"

Again, Jenar turned a little towards Vishnu. "Yes sir?"

"Related, do not want me to deliver until the front of the contract?"

"No need sir, get here."

Vishnu snorted softly. "All right then."

Genar again swung his legs. And...

"Jen!"

Jenar plotted her two eyes as if he was careless because Vishnu seemed to want to play with her. "What else is it, sir? This is how I want to go down but hampered only."

Without feeling sinful or guilty, Vishnu grinned the horse. "Be careful!"

"Yes sir, yes. I will tell Mr. Vishnu when I arrive."

"Okay, I'm waiting to hear from you."

"Yes already, I'm down sir!" Genar went back and Vishnu nodded his head.

Just now the girl slid her ass, all of a sudden...

"True Budhiani Candrakanti!"

This time Jenar widened her eyes with throbbing lips, conical with bulging cheeks. Obviously, the girl's face showed her regret because again Vishnu became a very real obstacle when he would get off this car. Jenar turned her body back.

"Astaghfirullahalazim ... What else is it, sir? If it's like this, when can I get to the contract immediately?"

Vishnu again can only smile knots while scratching his nape that does not itch. "Good rest Jenar!"

"Yes, Mr. Vishnu, thank you!"

No longer wanting to be toyed with by this forty-year-old widower, Genar's thump came down from the car and took wide footsteps to walk down this street. While Vishnu, can only look at the back of the girl until the shadow is no longer visible in both eyeballs.

"Just by teasing you like that I don't know why I'm this happy Jen!"

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The rope paved its way wide along the paved road to his residence. Two days he did not return to his residence, as if making the young girl even more missed with a rented atmosphere. Especially with his other friends.

Clontang.... Clontang... Clontang...

"Hey Ma'am, wait!"

Jenar was a little surprised when her sense of hearing caught the sound waves of a woman behind her back. Gasily, the young girl hastened to turn her head towards the source of the voice.

"Yes ma'am, what's wrong?"

It appeared in front of Jenar a young mother who was holding a baby about three months old stepped wide in her direction. The baby was crying hysterically and didn't want to stop.

"What's up, what's up. Look Ma'am, my son is crying because of this Mbaknya!"

Jenar was flabbergasted without believing. The girl's face revealed an expression of surprise. "I? What makes your child cry? How could Mom? I didn't interact with Mom's child at all but why am I the one you blame for making Mom's child cry?"

The only thing that makes sense isn't if Jenar questions that. Because he had not interacted with this mother and child. Then, how could he be blamed for the crying of this child? It's so confusing.

The mother was seen chiming in on Jenar's questions while fondling the child. It seems that he also seems to be having so much trouble winning the baby's cry.

"If it's not the mama that makes my child cry then who else? Wasn't this Ma'am who kicked the old can earlier? That's what makes my son cry."

Jenar was increasingly made dumbfounded by this Mother's speech. His brain was still unable to understand the words of this young mother. How could the baby cry when he himself did nothing to this baby.

"Shortly, for a moment, can you explain how my story is that I'm the one who's guilty of this crying baby mother? I didn't do anything Mom. No pinches, no cheeks and do other things that can make your child cry. How can you blame me?"

Jenar to think if this young mother is struggling or dreaming. He came and then blamed it.

"Ckckckck... Ma'am didn't do those things. But because of the used cans that Mbak kicked this makes my son wake up from his sleep because he was disturbed and then cried."

"What's? So your son is crying because he's disturbed?"

"It's the truth. The sound of these old cans really makes a noise. Now, Ma'am must take responsibility for this uproar!"

Jenar was increasingly cornered by the words of the mother. What kind of responsibility does this young mother want. "Separ Mom. What kind of responsibility did you hold me? What should I do?"

The young mother came closer to Jenar. Without further ado, the mother reached out to her baby. And with a quick motion, Jenar received the figure of a tiny baby who was being swaddled.

"Take my son until he falls asleep again. Gegara Mbak this is what makes me to set aside my needs in the bathroom to throw away. This I'm holding something that already wants out, you know?!" Mom is planning to go back into the house. "Here you go, come with me inside. And when I came out of the bathroom, my son was already quiet and asleep!"

Genar can only throw a rough breath. Inevitably he had to comply with this young mother's request. He also followed where the mother walked while holding this tiny baby.

"O fate, fate. Want to quickly go home so that you can immediately rest but instead asked to be a baby sitter first! All because of the cans!"

Withstanding a little annoyance, Jenar again kicked the used can. And...

A!!!!!

This time the can that Jenar kicked soared far and high dong. Until he managed to get into the yard of the house and suddenly...

The plot!!!

"Aduhhhh.... Who pelt my head with this can?!!!!! You insolent!!!!"

Fiks, the can that Jenar kicked is now taking its toll. The head of a father-father who was drying birds near the fence of his house were suddenly bruised because of a used canned ballad kicked by this Jenar.

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