Jams

Ragnarok City

Jihan can't do anything but wait there. Surprisingly, he saw the work of the robot is like a natural disaster volunteer.

The robot does care but it's busy. Their action seemed to be one of the fields because sweat-free as it fit in circuits and factories.

"Hoam.. Where are you, Beb? My gini kangen. Pliss. Gini lemes I'm far from a funny guy."

Jihan suddenly yawned, suddenly remembered Marcel, until the seat fell down. He was sitting on his towel cushion, while in front of him the tent-building robot was still at work. Jihan seemed lonely when the activity of the sprawl in the Kindergarten took place a la civil students urban planning techniques, long-time use.

"Liat deh these murderers of yours already at the penance of Beb. On the transfer of profession so youtuber twenty-four hours. Hoayamm.."

So lazy to watch the work, Jihan closed her eyes, immediately fell asleep.

Jihan was very curious but she was confused asking who. The robots did not answer when they were spoken to. But two hours later, the tent was finished.

Kuping no longer heard the sound of people working, Jihan who was aware of his sleepiness saw the barracks covering an area of 4x4 meters, portable house.

"There's bed. Dispensers. Everyone is staying put."

Click!

The drinking place was kneaded after Jihan picked up the glass. He drank it up. Even the jungle girl sighed and burped.

"You!! Original aer."

After drinking, Jihan put down a glass. He sat down to try the usual bed in the prison.

"Hihi. Very comfortable hot-hot gini stay rebahan. Thanks Heart, your prediction of events. I'm facilitated to live here, take care of the wild."

Six months into a jungle hairdo girl, the last six hours of Jihan's been turning into a rich man.

There is a portable cookware in the box of weapons, the box is like a special airdrop package camper, survey, and survive.

"Who is the owner? Fear there is a paradox that does not look the same lo Heart. I can duel again, gributin property rights," said Jihan while observing the smartphone box in her hand.

Because it's still cool with the prediction of Heart, this afternoon Jihan spent her time browsing. Erika branded smartphone can be directly used without having to register first.

"Keren, this is a rival brand of Tony Stark company in Indonesia. Erika corporation is already a pioneer product of local children's work."

Jihan lying in bed reading all the articles on Erika's website.

"Who the hell told you to, can't you talk to him?"

Jihan tries to be familiar with the delivery of goods, but the delivery cuek robot immediately camouflaged so 'ghost' finished putting the cardboard.

At night, the package stopped coming. Jihan let the ten new boxes pile up near the tent. Though it's drizzling.

Krauuk..! Krauch!

"Emmgh. got people open. Bodo amit's. Laper."

Jihan snacked on instant noodles that she seasoned directly like crackers, eaten without cooking. Ten minutes later Jihan drank the water dispenser and finished snacking, sipping and adding another glass.

"You! The owner doesn't exist."

Jihan went down the bed. He came out of the tent, it turned out that the drizzle had stopped. But he then approached the trash pile, taking out a rather large plastic as well as used cardboard. One of Jihan's cardboard labels read the return address.

"Hhm.. So it's Ragnarok? But trash isn't enough to cover up."

Jihan returned to her tent empty-handed. The food stock he wanted to secure from the weather, Jihan transported into the tent, moved.

"Propsy. Tomorrow there's a package for the transport porters. Crib rice."

nb:

hi Reader, sorry I'm late up. semalem there is overtime work, overslept. plis sorryin author is melting😭, there is overtime work. But now relax here..

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