Jamu Gendong - Young Widow Gebetan Brondong

Chapter 35. Hey, What are you guys doing?

The phallus hastened its footsteps to get home soon. But the woman seemed a little careless because Banyu followed her. Like a chick trailing where its mother goes.

"Gosh, why are you following me? Mr. Pras' house turns left, not right!"

Arriving at the branching of the road, Lingga stopped his footsteps and lodged a protest to this young man. Banyu was supposed to turn left to get to Prasojo's residence, but this happened just the opposite, the young man turned right to follow him.

"I'll take you home first. Only then did I return home Mr. Pras!" banyu replied casually while blowing on the petals of dandelion flowers in front of the face of Lingga.

The phallus clucked slowly while wagging the petals of the flower that hit the face. It was amused when the flower with its small, delicate, soft petals hit its nose. It felt, he wanted to sneeze right then and there, but unfortunately could not.

"I'm a big boy and I don't need to be delivered. I can go home by myself!" say Linga with a slightly thin tone.

He pulled the leg back to continue his journey that almost reached his residence. But again Banyu still continues to follow the Lingga and can only make the woman shake her head.

"I'm afraid you've been kidnapped. Therefore I will make sure you are safe until the house first and then I go home Mr. Pras," he replied casually.

"Don't make things up. There are no kidnappers in this place. So, you better go home soon Mr. Pras."

"This is just a preventive measure. Because crime can happen at any time. I make sure you arrive home safely, after that I will go home to Mr. Pras' house," Banyu explained as he raised his eyebrows.

The phallus was slightly bergdik with the flirtatious behavior of this young man. He also tried to ignore it by continuing down this road. While Banyu, still faithfully tailed behind the back of the Linga.

The distance from the tomb with the Lingga residence was further cut as the footprints were printed on the streets until finally delivering the owner to his residence.

How surprised Lingga when he saw Heru's motorbike parked in the yard and from a distance, Heru was also seen sitting in an amben in front of the house.

"It's better when you get home. I have arrived home safely," said Lingga while on the shoulder of the village road which is still in the form of land.

Banyu slightly glanced towards the front area of the Lingga house and he caught the figure of a man sitting on the terrace.

"That's your husband?" banyu asked still while looking fixedly at the man from a distance.

"That's actually good. That way, I can get to know him directly. I wonder what your husband's face is. Is he much more handsome than me?" seloroh Banyu's.

Forehead Linga frowning. "What will you do by comparing your face with Heru's face? It won't work either, will it?"

"Oh, that's all very important to me. If I was more handsome and handsome than him, I could make sure that there would be a great opportunity for me to be loved by you and you fell in love with me" Banyu said confidently.

Linga could only be flabbergasted listening to Banyu's words. He also took off the sandals siallowww that he was wearing and immediately hit it on the buttocks belonging to this young man.

"Ahhhhhhhhh .. pain dear!" peek Banyu while rubbing his butt after getting a kiss from Lingga's sandals.

"Don't joke you. Already, gohome. I do not want to find a commotion with Heru mas if until he thinks of all sorts when he sees your existence!"

"I just want to make sure he's back-firing with other women out there or not, honey. I can read the motions of a man's rottenness just by looking at the look in his eyes."

"I don't need that Banyu. Now you go home!"

"No, Linga!"

"Back home!"

"No!"

The two men were fighting each other on the side of the road. Without them knowing the volume of the sound both getting louder to attract the attention of the man sitting in front of the porch of the Lingga house. Heru was a little surprised by the crowded voices of two people who were arguing. He looked towards the source of the voice and...

"Hey, what are you doing there!"

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