Jamu Gendong - Young Widow Gebetan Brondong

Chapter 89. Difficile

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The roar of the car engine sounds echoing deafening ears. The iron horse darted, entering the spacious courtyard of a limasan-shaped house with Javanese ornaments that were so obvious. A moment later, the car with the shape of a frog stopped right in front of the terrace.

A man dressed in a long-sleeved cherry blossom motif shirt and stuffed into the formal pants he was wearing, appeared to be out from behind the wheel. A small pink comb that he kept inside the dashboard did not forget to take. The man combed his hair that looked dry due to the spruce oil he was wearing. Occasionally, he stared at the shadow of his face reflected in the rearview of the car. A sweet smile was on her lips.

"Perfect!"

The man was about thirty-five years old and swung his legs into the terrace area. He stood right in front of the door and knocked.

Tok...

"Dek Lingga ... Dek Linga beautiful... Sapto is coming!"

The phallus in the living room with his friends threw a glance at each other as the voice of the visiting guest in the morning began to be heard in the sense of hearing. Before long, they were laughing for a moment.

"Ling .. That, your heart's adoration has come. Get ready," said one of Lingga's friends named Lastri while chuckling softly.

"Yes Ling quickly you open the door, pity if Sapto kangmas wait too long," continued Lingga's friend named Sutri.

Lingga who was cleaning the dirty bowl of chicken pulp that he ate can only scatter. Again this morning disturbed by the arrival of Sapto.

"Why hasn't he given up yet? Whereas for these two weeks I have always refused his arrival."

Ambar who was also standing beside Lingga also chuckled amusedly. "Let's take the offer to get you to the factory, Ling. After that I'm sure he won't bother you anymore."

"Too risky Am. Yes, if he stops, if he even more aggressively here? Doesn't it just make me half-dead confused?"

"Then, now how do you want Ling? Would you refuse again?" ask Ambar still while giggling.

"It has to be like that, Am. I don't want it if I accept his offer to take me just to backfire on me."

"Yes it's up to you. Be prepared every day Sapto will come here. It seems like he is one of the types of men who never give up before the wishful thinking and the light, hihihihihihi."

"Issshhh .. You're such a pleasure to see me tormented like this Am."

The phallus prepares the heart before meeting a man named Sapto who is already standing in front of the terrace. He always makes a prayer that you should always be given patience when communicating with the man. Because there is something that makes him feel anxious if he has to deal with it.

Sapto, a thirty-five-year-old man who is none other than the son of the owner of the herbal medicine processing factory where Lingga undergoes training. Since first meeting with Lingga two weeks ago, the man was eager to approach Lingga. Every morning he always offered to pick up Lingga even though he always got rejected. And almost every night, the man always sent Lingga with various foods, such as martabak telor, sweet martabak, toast, grilled corn and so forth. Again the man did not give up even though so many Linga refused him.

Sapto who always send food to Lingga, it becomes a fortune for the friends of one contract. You can be sure they never experience what hunger is when night comes.

Sapto smiled widely. He exhaled through the mouth that he blocked with the palm of his hand and then rubbed it in his hair.

"Good morning deck Lingga. How did you sleep last night? Wakeless?"

The phallus can only grunt horses. "Yes, good at it. Thank you for the mosquito repellent that Sapto sent yesterday. Thanks to that mosquito repellent, the mosquitoes in my room disappeared instantly."

"Ah deck Lingga .. you do not thank me like that. It's been my kejiban to make you sleep well. Is the mosquito repellent lacking? If it's less, let Sapto send it again."

The phallus can only be flabbergasted. He recalled five large cartons of insect repellent delivered by Sapto, which could have drunk a mosquito repellent if he had received another shipment of the mosquito repellent.

"No, no need. Mosquito repellent is still there. And still enough for the next three months."

"Is that enough?" repeat Sapto with a lookout.

"Yes, that's enough."

"Yes, then let's go Mas Sapto between the Lingga decks to the factory. Mobil Mas Sapto just took a bath with seven-figure flowers Deck. Sapto sure smells good. And make the Linga deck comfortable."

"Hehehehe .. I went to the factory with friends. It's not good not to be with them. Because after all, I must be in the same company."

"Alaah .. have Dek, you go with Mas Sapto only. Sapto guarantees much more comfort. Yeah, yeah, huh?"

Linga can only smile clumsily while scratching her nape that does not itch. He almost gave up on how to reject this man.

"I'm sorry, I'm not used to riding in a car like that. So I'm worried about vomiting. Later when I get to travel, Mas Sapto's car eman becomes smelly."

Sapto looked at me for a moment thinking. "Oh so yeah Dek. Alright, Mas Sapto can understand. Then Mas will wait for you until the pickup car from the factory arrives."

The phallus can only throw a sigh of relief. Eventually, he was able to be free of this man.

Sukur.. sukur. I'm really worried about it.

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Rakalaaa .... Banyu has a rival. Who is the match of Lingga?? Sapto or Banyu?? 🤣🤣🤣