Imram And Arul And My Solid Team

Chapter 41. Let's Go Get my Uncle Corn

Jasmin's neighbor whose house is across the highway, if it passes through the dam of the great reservoir in front of my house, and we cross the shaft road and on the roadside of his house. He has a very big house, his father is the famous Tooth Repairman in my town.

Want to pull teeth, toothpaste even to change teeth, with teeth made by his father. Anything related to teeth, his father is his exchange.

He came with my two sisters and some of his friends whom he also brought, they were his neighbors who were near his house, were our playmates as well.

They came in to attack me and Arul again sat staring at them coming.

In my mind and Arul, he rarely came to play at our house, I don't know what he meant to come.

Jasmine sat down on the sofa, and started telling stories.

"Let's go get my uncle's corn, it's behind your house in the middle of the paddy field between the paddy paddy fields."

We just looked at him but didn't believe it. He always taught us the dangerous.

For example, we are told to bring a plastic bag, directly behind the rice field. Keep telling me to get the rice to the edge, and put it in a plastic bag, and two people look around, and me and my two sisters and Arul are told to take it. put it in that bag, and we know it was the theft of his name, but we still got to do it. We believe Jasmine has the science of breadfruit-making pellets. So we why are so obedient to him.

Because we did not know the owner of the rice field, we just chose, and began to pull the fruit, and put it in the canteen, with the chest pounding like a mercon, but we still did it, he said, even though I know it's wrong.

We just put it in a small sack but first clean it and sell it in a container that is also near our house.

But then I heard there were some

the owner of the rice field gossiped, if he was going to find

their grain thieves are convinced that this is the work of wayward children, and will punish them.

We heard it and were afraid, and would not repeat it again. Even though our pocket money is also excessive, because our parents are not stingy about money, even any food we want to eat.

Now Jasmine had come to bring news again, but I don't know if she seemed to have any soul-searching knowledge, every time she said we always believed her.

As it is today, line us up like a train, lined up neatly behind the house, passing through a rice field that is wide enough for the motor to pass.

We continued walking backwards further and further into the middle of the rice field, which seemed endless.

Jasmine led us into the hallway on the right side of the road, into the corn garden. Jasmine has already taken some

the corn fruit, and the tip of the corn she began to pull out corn hair, as if the corn was a doll that had long hair.

Jasmine began to display the two corns, like a barbie doll that was talking.

We are automatically interested, and scramble to take corn as well. I even took 5 corn. And so did the others, and our two little hands were full of corn.

We went up to the patrol house, and started

playing and talking like crazy people, finally gathered many crazy people on the patrol house. Conversation with yourself.

Long enough we played, but the day was getting late, we lined up again to line up neatly, and began to talk like crazy again.

There was a loud scream blowing our high-level imagination.

"Wooooii....Beware..you guys..!!!!"

A man with his little wood was like a small bamboo, he shouted while swinging his little wood.

We turned back, but there was no one else but us.

Sweat began to pour, the chest had exploded like a firecracker, our faces like we had no blood anymore, while our blood seemed to be frightened and ran and hid inside our heads.

The body began to shake, the influence of our blood had first escaped to save him. We are left like corpses but still alive, even though there is still breath, even then it has been stung - sting began to fear.

Jasmine and her friend had already escaped first, and we were still staring at each other, because our feet felt like a rante was pinning them down, But the father was getting closer to us who were already very scared.

We ran as fast as we could, and cursed Jasmine to death - an all-out trap and deceive us repeatedly. And cursing yourself very selfish and stupid always in the kibulin,

Though we had been very calm and happy in our palace, but the witch named Jasmine, had been memelet us with the study of her tribe luring, we were finally in the current position between dead and alive, he said, between the world and the afterlife and somewhere else, we obviously just think of running as fast as he saved himself, from the father's rampage that we stole his corn.

His little wood sabetan, like a whip slab in the colossal drama Mak dampir. Which hit us who were running fast. But how long is the wood how many times it hits our feet, like a whip so long.

Fear exceeds the pain you receive from the rampage of the whip.

My sister who was a snake charmer was caught, and she was beaten up by her ass. He cried with tears, but there was no feeling of even the slightest sensation of looking at him, even though my brother cried blood though, surely we could not see him either, because we just thought we were running to save ourselves, from the rampage of the habara whip in the role of the corn farmer

Seriate.