
On Sunday afternoon, my best friend was back when I told him everything. They were worried about me, so they came home quickly. I did not go home, with the reason many tasks are still piling up.
Arriving at home, my best friend immediately hit Mina. Mina is silent a thousand languages, for fear of her now.
Then my best friend looked for me. They hugged me. And again I cry.
"I'm sorry we are" they said. I'm nodding. Then start repeating the scary events of yesterday.
"We must quickly find the evidence. I want him to rot in jail immediately" I said annoyed.
"We can think about that later" Edwin said. He still seems worried about me. I racked my brain, how do I get that evidence.
Suddenly the sound of Galuh came.
"Eh anyone would like to come not to Mr. Iwan's house. I was told by Mr. Dhe to deliver this report." Galuh.
"I'm Mas." I offered myself right away. All my friends glared at me. Especially Angga.
"I'm with you." answered me. Galuh laughed happily.
"I changed my clothes" I said. Then Angga came into my room.
"It's a shock to know." said I almost took off my shirt.
"You're nothing at all yank. Just yesterday you threatened him. And now you even want to enter the crocodile cage" said Angga angry.
"Darling, I have to do this" I said.
"You can follow me from behind with them." I whispered.
"You are careful" Angga said, staring at me.
"Yes, he's out there. Want to see me change?" my word.
"Mauuu." said Angga.
"That's the perverted night" I said and pushed Angga out of the room.
I walked down a lonely road. Enter the pine forest area. This way I'll know at Mr. Iwan's house. We met in a luxurious house. Classic model. An old man opened the gate. I'm observing this place. Then I was invited to enter the same Galuh. I saw my best friend and boyfriend waiting behind a big tree in front of this house.
There are no neighbors on the left or right side of the house. There's only this house here. Even if you are looking for a resident's house, about 1 kilometer from Pak Iwan's house.
We also entered. The old man who turned out to be the guard of this house said that Mr. Iwan still did not come. He's still out. I say goodbye to the bathroom for peeing.
I observed some space. Until I was confronted by a basement. I went down to look around. It turned out to only contain obsolete items and some rifles for hunting.
As I was about to go back upstairs, my feet stepped on something from under the carpet. I looked at the carpet, then opened it. How shocked I was when there was a secret door down there. I opened the wooden door. With a slow step, I went down the stairs that had begun to rust. The hallway is dark. I followed where the hallway was. At the end of the hall was a room that was locked tightly.
I tried to open it. But can't. There was a small crack in the door that I could use to peek. I'm slack. When he found out that Mr. Iwan and Mr. Ali were in the room, he was having sex with a girl who could not move. Nanar's gaze. Mayanist.
Looks like Mr. Iwan stopped his act of fucking the girl.
"I'm tired of these undead" said Mr. Ali.
"Silent. There is a good new thing. We enjoy together. His body makes no nahan." replied Mr. Iwan. I shut my mouth. My tears are dripping. Then I slowly walked out of this place. Tidy up the carpet that covers the door.
"Where are you from? How long?" ask Galuh. I tried to rearrange my current feelings, so that he would not be suspicious.
"Oh this is Mas, I'm looking for the bathroom I didn't see. His abis Pak Iwan's house is very big. Good to see you." I said.
"We go home yuk. Mr. Iwan is still a long time said who guards the house." Invite Mas Galuh. I also agree.
During the trip I was still thinking about it. I'm really scared now.
After driving me home, Galuh then came out again. Where not. I went straight into the room. My best friend and Angga followed me from behind.
"Why are you Nggi? Did I do anything weird?" ask Andre. I shook my head, then wiped my tears. I closed my bedroom door. Calmly and slowly, I began to tell her completely about what I saw earlier.
All my friends are upset. Not expecting all this. Angga can only hug me.
"We have to get Maya out of there" Andre said.
"Gue agrees. But don't be rash, let's not take a wrong step" Edwin said.
"For now, we pretend not to know. Ok. This is for your safety, Nggi." continued Toni.
"But pity Maya if you keep being made a slave *** they are" I said.
"How else?" edwin.
"But I don't think there's anything weird? Galuh back out. Earlier he seemed to want to invite whom, when in fact he was just angling Anggi. Trus, he was the reason Pak Ali told him to deliver the report to Mr. Iwan, while Mr. Ali was there earlier." said Angga. Everyone agrees with Angga's opinion.
"Gue's sure, Galuh must have something to do with all this" Edwin said.
"Darling, you now don't be rash. Let's get Maya out of there" Angga said. I'm nodding.
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Tok to tok.
I heard my bedroom door knock. Then I opened it.
"Happy birthday dear." said her sumringah. I try to remember. Geez, I forgot it's my birthday. Midnight Angga woke me up, to say it directly.
"Blow dong. Before her make a wish first yes." said Angga while lighting a gas match. I said a few prayers, then I blew the gas match.
"Thank you." I said and hugged my sweet lover.
"Sorry, there are no gifts. Later, if you have finished your internship you ask to buy what I participate." entertain Angga.
"I'm just asking you. That's all." I said harden my embrace.
"Surely it's dear." she looked at me.
"Well happy birthday again. May what you hope will be realized." His prayer for me. Then he kissed my lips briefly.
"Yaaaaa. We go first. Though it's usual that we also say first" said Edwin suddenly.
Indeed, during my birthday, surely the three of them will say it at midnight. Sometimes they come home, just to tell me to blow out the candles, and then they go home again.
Then the three of them hugged me, hugging teletubies. And pray well for me.
"Don't you know how to hug her for long." Manyun angga.
"Yeeeeee. Anggi it's our sister's time." replied Toni.
"Udah ah, don't debate. Mending here hug together." I said. And the five of us hugged again. God, never end this togetherness.
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