Maidatul Khan's

Chapter 12: The Run

Said my late mother first, so the woman should be happy to be able to take off the house. Sweep at least twice a day, morning and evening. Also must be clean, do not let still pating jekopros (there is still residual dirt) if you want to get a handsome husband. If the life is half-and-half, yes must sincerely get a mate who brewokan and kuprus.

In fact, Datul was forced to touch the homework because there was only him, pity if Farkhan was away, he was tired of frying crackers. Gelem rack gelem kudu gelemlah Datul. Though Datul hobby sleep and mageran. But if not cultivated, Datul's house could be a haunted house.

So Datul swept the yard of his house that he did not sweep this week. Mumpung briefly, also times there are mothers who pass by continue to be flattered to see Datul regepan full of deceit. He intends to match up with his son. Can, can, Datul ready kog origin his son guanteng. Cheated!

Still inwardly satin Datul already made surprised. Mas Hamam passing by. Oh, is this the answer to his hopes. Mas Hamam riding Polygon brand mountain bike. Ga dodgy, the price can be five more Jets if that type. The village class, that's already great. Most want to go to the market nyamperin his mother who sells chicken. Riding a mountain bike like Mas Hamam is cool to add. There is no blame. Datul ain't lying.

Datul is back. How come ya? ga ga ya? or pretend not to see. aghhhh. Face panicked. Datul was surprised that he was back to being abstract in the eyes of the man. Datul was a little disappointed then chose to continue his life again.

Mas Hamam passing again, the direction home now. Datul is still dealing with a sweeping broom, a busy snob from misbehavior. The important thing is that the incident almost got hit by a train yesterday was safe. Mas Hamam didn't really tell you. Datul owed him a favor. If there is an opportunity, of course, Datul hopes to return the favor. Didn't they?

Datul's work is almost done, the next agenda is a shower, breakfast is the same sambel terasi, continue to go to work. From two hundred meters away. Kog, did Mas Hamam come back? Can Datul baper this? lest Mas Hamam was spying on him. Is he worried about Datul's situation after yesterday? Ngaco you Datul!

Hap! Datul turned his back on it, ashamed of himself. Mas Hamam crossed again towards the market. A few minutes later he returned to his home. Datul became a pinicillin, curious. Moreover, his face was panicked. Poor thing.

"Mas Hamam!" The handsome man braked his bicycle hesitantly. Why are people and bikes both so handsome.

"I don't think you know how to greet people" when it sounds.

Datul grimaced with a stupid look. "Hihi.. what is it, until it goes back and forth.." asked Datul casually originally deg-degan.

Hamam seemed to think for a moment. Doubtful to answer too, but like need help.

"There is a new cat lahiran, his son is a lot in my closet, I'm disgusted by cats, so want to call mom to make membahin, even mother is still in the company of buyers"

Ahay, is it time to return the favor? Btw, Mas Hamam kog has a funny side too huh. Kayak bocil who sulked just as his mother continued to be confused pacing ga clearly that.

"The problem is I want to take a change of clothes, want to go to college, damn it, cook yes I did not change clothes to campus" Mas Hamam manyun-manyun. Lips oi..tease taste.

Ga changing clothes is also not a problem like it, mas Hamam always handsome. Not even bathing will be caught if you have not taken a shower, especially just clothes...

"Hmm.. Can I help you?" Duh Datul seems not aware of the appearance of his gembel. Baby doll suits with pink color that has faded, especially that used to sleep overnight. The smell is bad, haven't had a shower yet, right?

"Aren't you afraid to hold a cat?"

"Surely mas if it is.." Which is not safe my heart mas.

"May we not be troublesome..."

Datul hurriedly washed his hands and patted both hands on the sides of his thighs. Let it dry quickly. Continue this Datul want to walk to the mas Hamam house or ride a bike just good? He means bring his own bike. Ga may be piggybacking on the iron bars in front of Hamam's chest. You think it's an Indian movie. This is Datul's miserable life. So now he's walking behind Mas Hamam who**********his own bike. Datul already knows Mas Hamam's house.

Rumah Mas Hamam which is the only two-story house, as well as the most magnificent sekampung Tanjung Sari. Finally, Datul set foot in the house.

"Well, there's no one in the house?" datul asked as Hamam opened the door.

"If anything, why would I bother to catch up with mom!" That's right, Mas Hamam is an only child. His mother and father were busy selling chicken in the market. Be a lonely house. There should be a Miss Kotimah, this house. But where, want kepo kog not really important.

Mata Datul skirted through Hamam's household. Neat with furniture that can be said to be more diverse than the furniture in the living room Datul which only contains a set of wooden chairs and a buffet without any trinkets. On the wall of the living room there is a calligraphy verse chair as well as a picture of the city of Mecca where there is a Kaaba surrounded by thousands of people who are tawaf. Understandably, Mr and mother Mas Hamam already bear the title of Hajj.

"After I take the cardboard first to the back, later move the cats to be easy"

Datul nodded then dropped his butt on the dark brown padded sofa. The cat will move the children seven times in different places. Ah can Datul hope, seven times counted as the approach time? Datul smiled to himself. Datul thinks his brain is sliding a little post-jomblo.

Once the room was opened, Datul was made grateful for the opportunity to see the cogan room. One single-sized bed with blue sheets typical of Chelsea FC football club. Beside him was a small table with several thick books on it. Then there was a poster of an old man sticking out his tongue, Albert Einstein. Including this neat. Doesn't look messy at all. Fragrant again, Datul so want to bobokan there. Uh...

"No, you open the closet, I'll just wait here" Mas Hamam stood a bit away from the closet shuddering in horror. I swear, Datul is so gaunt.

"Meow, meow, meow..."

When the closet door opens the adorable kitten apparition welcomes Datul. There are five tails. Datul who basically likes cats directly carry them like a baby adek. After Datul observed that the kittens were clean, there was no residual blood like a newborn cat. Datul carried them one by one before moving to cardboard. Mother cat does not know where else to shop maybe to cook for the afternoon.

"This gas is about already in the mother's move how many times yes, already clean gini, meaning they're the gait in Mas Hamam's closet"

"Where I know, just saw it fitting open the closet, just move all the cepetan" Mas Hamam's face panicked. Apparently he's really disgusted by cats.

Well, this is Datul lancang ga anyway? enter the room of a handsome man as well as an excursion to see the contents of his closet.

Omegod again, what is it? Cangcut Mas Hamam? apparently use that brand..haduh..

kog is thirsty....

Datul's face flushed from his own brain. Must hurry this. Datul has been traveling, the outward appearance of the protruding wrapped in a crocodile cangcut, how sturdy is it? Inner Datul again.

Hus! Datul perverted. Skips!

"Mas... move where this card is!!!!" because of nervous Datul half screeched.

"Take it down. Put it in front of the house! Hii...! Hiii...!" Hamam still shuddered in disgust.

"O.ok..." Hurry Datul out. Don't want to be there for long, Datul is already hot cold.

After putting the cardboard under the mango tree in front of Hamam's house, Datul ran home. It seemed like he had to quickly flutter his head. So that the perverted thoughts were washed away with water. Shampooing also because his hair is tired. Datul just realized the appearance of himself now. While running he istighfar in heart. Gelo.. gelo.. why the hell should my gini...

Hamam who just followed out of the house, made confused because he only found a cardboard containing the kitten earlier. Datul no longer exists.

Where the boy was, came home did not say, but would not love money hlo....

What boy! look cangcut neatly arranged in the closet just his brain has been traveling...

Mas Hamam, Mas Hamam...🤭🤭🤭🙈🙈🙈

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