
The time did not last long, only in a matter of seconds was the meeting so quickly passed. Before the Sultan left the house of Rere, he had to perform the prayer of his zuhr in a musala located not far enough from the house of Rere.
After that the Sultan will go to all his friends who have gathered in the boarding house near his school.
The sultan deliberately stalled until the wall clock in Rere's house had shown at one o'clock in the afternoon. It felt like this meeting was so short, and the next morning he had to go back to Tangerang.
He hoped that this time Rere would behave as he pleased, especially until he endangered his own safety, it was something the Sultan did not want to see again.
"Wait that long until where I come home completely to finish it, yes, Be, never chase the miss to as far as yesterday, because I was too worried Be, Be, stay quiet and stop in a place that I think is safe, because no matter how far you go after it, miss it will still go back to where it really is."
Again the Sultan gave words that he did not want to listen to before, ending after the Sultan behaved so sweetly to him, the Sultan always left just like that after he made his woman smile widely.
The voice of the phone call rang on the Sultan's phone, and it turned out that the caller was his best friend named Akbar, it seemed like they were all waiting for him inside there, but the Sultan kept telling them to wait for him for a while longer.
"Oyy, Tan, where are you now? actually you so what does not come here, we have all gathered in the boarding house, Yogi also has Tan, even Faith with her entourage has come, it feels less complete when you are not in here Tan," said Akbar trying to persuade the Sultan so that he can quickly come to the boarding house.
The Sultan asked Rere for permission to answer the voice call from his best friend for a while outside the house, because the conversation would not sound as friendly as when the Sultan came to Rere's house.
The Sultan did not want to be sweet to fellow men, and moreover the man was his friends who could be said to be all crazy.
"Alahh .. disgust me with it! your speech and tone of voice sounded very alay in my ears! wait for me, the pokonya's mouth should I pinch using a new clothesline, so that the pain is more pronounced," said Sultan with a moment his best friend turned off his voice phone there.
Tutt ...
Voice call disconnected. Sultan knew that Akbar was afraid, because he had also seen the lips of his friend named Maulana was once clamped also using a new clasp.
The one who clamped Maulana's lips was Iman, and at that time Maulana had said a word that she thought was not good to listen to, and the speech was in the form of affection.
So amused did Faith listen to it, and when we look at it with just one lip clip it looks so trivial and not too painful, what about the five new clothes on the lips? the pain will be very painful, especially the clasps of the new clothes are still too hard the grip.
"Campus me! hiding all the clothespins that are in Soleh's room, the Sultan wants to clamp my lips when he comes here Bro," Akbar said no effect, no effect, all his friends thought the same as the Sultan.
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The clothes clasps they deliberately bought were not used to clamp clothes, but the clasps they used to pin the lips of fellow friends.
It does sound a little strange, and even it is too strange for everyone who listens to it clearly, but it has something to do with the reason of those who want the attitude of all their friends not to turn.
What they say all this time, fearing it will make a habit for all of them. That's why they are willing to do it at the same time.
"Then I go home first, because there is something I have to do together with my friends in the boarding house" said the Sultan, where he just impatiently wanted to see Akbar retract his words and regret what he had done to him.
"Don't go home too late, because tomorrow you're going to take a long way back Be, I don't want to see you fall ill" Rere said attentively.
They talked while walking outside in the alley, as Rere often does, whether it's a hobby or whether it's an obligation, but Rere never got tired of telling the Sultan when his man would come home after visiting his house there.
"I go home, don't forget to eat, because I ate alone in your house without you accompanying me, actually it's not fair Be, next time if I eat, next time, the locals also have to eat like their guests okay," said Sultan while pinching Rere's right cheek slowly.
"Yes bring home, yaudah there cepet home, later if you have reached the house anyway you have to call me as soon as you can do," said Rere with a soft tone of voice, said, wherever he went, he waved his hand to the Sultan back there.
At any time the Sultan would always stare at the look on Rere's face behind the rearview mirror of his old motorbike just to ascertain how long he could survive the Sultan's departure.
Sultan smiled thinly while raising one hand to his left not too low, and not too high to reply to a wave of sincere hands from Rere behind there.
Arriving at the inn, the Sultan walked over to his best friend, Akbar. He immediately executed it and without lingering again told all his friends who were in the boarding house to hold Akbar's hand.
Akbar was unable to fight back, let alone they were all so tightly holding onto his entire outer limbs. Then the Sultan told Soleh to take the clothespin that was in his boarding room.
"God ... Tan, geez! I was wrong, I was wrong! I promise you will not say a word with a tone of voice that is so alay like earlier," said Akbar to underestimate the Sultan's intention by talking while laughing.
"This is the consequence you have to face Bai, this is all for our own good, tie his hands and feet like Maulana used to," sultan said while making sure whether the clasp is safe and not too strong grip.
The more Akbar fought, the more the laughter of his friends there was. The Sultan began clasping some clothes pins one by one on the lips of his best friend.