Jamu Gendong - Young Widow Gebetan Brondong

Chapter 47. Paraded

Pelacor... Traitors...

Pelacor... Traitors...

Pelacor... Traitors...

Using a garbage cart, Heru and Ningrum were paraded around the village. Screeches of citizen voices that echo as if to attract the attention of the surrounding residents. Those who are busy doing activities in the house, immediately scattering out to see what really happened.

"Waaaahhh .. Is this the actor and the traitor? Just throw them out, drive them out. Rather than be unsettling." shouted one of the mothers wearing a negligee.

"Yes just throw it out. It's not worth this village being inhabited by them!" a few other mothers.

"I'm sorry Mom, Mom ... Ningrum and Heru would never be expelled from this village. Let them stay here. Hopefully after this raid and procession they are deterred and can live better," Prasojo said wisely. Actually this procession is only an attempt to make a deterrent effect and there is no purpose to repel it afterwards.

"But they are very troubling, Mr. Pras. It could be that their behavior is imitated by residents," said Mother also with a face full of worry.

Prasojo smiled meaningfully. "With this procession hopefully can make others think twice about cheating, Mom."

Parmin and the others pulled back the trash cart containing Heru and Ningrum. Heru's face seemed content to hold in shame. Many times he bowed his head hoping that not many people would recognize him. But unfortunately, the news of this affair has already spread everywhere, without seeing Heru's face they know who is being paraded.

In contrast to Heru who seemed to be holding in shame, Ningrum actually showed a mediocre face. He even smiled widely while waving his hands towards the rows of citizens lined up on the side of the road. It was like a queen welcomed by its inhabitants.

"You're what the fuck is Ning? Why are you even excited like this? We're being publicly humiliated, but you're even this excited!" heru protested with a look of face filled with an expression of astonishment.

Both of Heru's eyes were perfectly rounded. His lips gaped when he heard Ningrum say those words. "Ning, you're not crazy, are you? I just met this time with someone who actually looks happy when paraded like this."

"I'm not crazy. I'm still sane, very sane. After this I will definitely be much more famous than Linga."

Heru was getting more and more confused. Can't believe Ningrum gave such an argument. "It looks like you're really stressed out, Ning!"

Meanwhile, in the rear row of this procession, it appears Lingga and Banyu also accompany. From where he stood, they stared in wonder at what Ningrum was doing. Not only Heru, Banyu and Lingga also felt that Ningrum was a little different.

"It looks like your mom's gone crazy, honey. Look, he was laughing and waving like a star to his fans" Banyu said

The phallus could only stare at Ningrum with a pity look. It would be a pity if Ningrum went crazy.

"Okay, I don't understand either. But right now, my heart is still very sick and I don't want to discuss the matter of Ningrum first."

Banyu smiled knot. He reached for the palm of the phallus and held it tightly. Until the grip of the hand made Lingga look towards the young man.

"I will bandage it, Linga. May you allow me to heal that wound."

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