Jamu Gendong - Young Widow Gebetan Brondong

Chapter 93. An Offer

"How's Deck? The Linga Deck likes to ride this?"

Linga could only smile clumsyly while circulating her gaze towards the surroundings. He is still in shock with what Sapto brought to pick him up. A tourist bus that can accommodate as many as 50 passengers. He was not out of thought, how can a tourist bus with a long body can enter the small road in front of his residence. But this is really crazy, or whether the author who is a little error, can put a bus of that size on the road that is not so wide. The point is to like the author alone yes Kak😂😂

The phallus sits on the bench next to the steering wheel. Sapto is driving this bus. The position of Lingga is exactly a conductor who accompanies you on the driver's journey.

"Kok mas Sapto can take the initiative to bring a tourist bus like this? Where is the lease?"

"Hahahaha ... rent?" Sapto opened up while affirming Lingga's question.

"Yes Mas. This bus is definitely a rental, right?"

"Hahaha you got the wrong deck. This bus is not a rental item at all. But this is Sapto's mas buying it specifically for you. As a sign of Sapto's love for you. Hows it? You like it, don't you?"

The phallus is getting flabbergasted. It's like trouble swallowing his saliva. I don't know what he should say. But what Sapto said really surprised him.

"Eh, i...."

"Already Deck, no need to answer first. Mas Sapto is sure you don't have any answers yet. Therefore, Sapto will be faithfully waiting for you."

Why did this man not give up once anyway? If it's like this how can I avoid it? Or do I just refuse?

"Mas, I ...."

Tin... Tin... Tin...

"Ayeeee ... has arrived!!"

Sapto voice trims the words Linga. He looked out at the glass and sure enough he had arrived at the factory.

"Come Deck, we're going down. There's someone in there who wants to see you."

"Meet me? W-who?"

Although still filled with question marks, but Lingga also got off this bus. Quite unexpectedly, as he walked in the factory's sail area, all eyes were on him. I don't know what look they gave. That must have made the Linga feel clumsy on its own.

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In a spacious room, two middle-aged people were sitting on an upscale soft sofa. In front of them sat a woman who had just lowered her face. I don't understand what he should do.

Linga, the woman can only be made nervous facing each other with two important people in this factory. Mr. Broto and Ms. Broto are none other than factory owners and can be said they are Sapto's parents.

"So you're called Lingga?" guess Miss Broto.

"Yes Ma'am, I'm Lingga. Oh yes, what need did Mr Broto and Mrs Broto call me?"

The middle-aged woman stared fixedly at Lingga's face. He also smiled faintly when he saw the face of this woman in front of him.

"Sapto has told me a lot about you. He always told me how you. How beautiful you are and I think my son does have different feelings for you."

The phallus can only be stunned and riveted. Right now he really doesn't know what to say. So that he could only lower his face.

"Linga!"

Now, it is Mr. Broto's turn to call the name Lingga. The phallus looks towards the source of the sound.

"Yes sir?"

"How about you I set up a herbal medicine factory but on condition that you marry Sapto, my son?"

"What??!!!"

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