Man Seeker Cuan

The Part 32

When she opened the door after taking a shower, her phone suddenly rang several times. Quickly he walked up to pick it up before his tone ended.

But as he stepped hastily, the splash of water that fell from his feet onto the floor made him slip and fall.

He fell over with a butt that slammed the floor hard "COLLAPSE!!!." The towel on his waist even barely came off. It was fortunate that one of his hands quickly held onto the lock of his towel and held it tightly.

"Ouch. Because of that fucking phone call, my ass hurt. Ouch..." He nodded while rubbing it.

Then with great difficulty he got up to walk towards his cell phone which kept ringing.

"Who the hell? Busy from the phone." His grunts.

When he looked at the screen of his cell phone, the name of the idol was written. As fast as lightning he adjusted his tone and looked at his face before answering the call.

"Ehem....

Hallo-o...

Why beb?"

"If you can't call beb again. I didn't know well it turns out you're a slovenly person. I'm disgusted to know?"

"What do you mean? How suddenly you're blabbering is not clear."

"Ih! You're the turtle in the boat huh? Pretending not to know? You are, if you sleep. That's a lot of stuff."

"Kok you know?"

"You sent me the video yourself? So what? Huh huh? So that I'm disgusted? You know that anyway? I'm eating meatballs when you see your mucus falling to the floor lengthwise. Trus my brain was immediately contaminated and imagined the sauce was mixed with lice. Know what?!"

"Wait first! You're confusing me. I may have sent my own disgrace. Not every day I do that anyway. It's because I'm tired and sleep-deprived. But that's all because you're angry."

"Well obviously dong. If my boyfriend is dirty, I'll be embarrassed to show off to people.

Uh! Be done! Males is fussing with you! Mending you cleanliness used to be our communication smoothly. Understood!" Then hang up the phone.

For a moment he thought about the incident that had just happened. Various mathematical formulas until the science of sociology appeared around his head.

"Why? Why is this so?" His eyes widened as he stared at the sent message containing the video of him sleeping with the lightning flowing thickly to the floor.

"Ah. Nevermind! What else do you want? Rice is already porridge. Even toothless, but can still swallow. Although the relationship is almost empty, but still intertwined. Just let him get angry. I will forget too."

Then he put his phone on the table and picked up his black backpack.

But when the zipper was opened, his eyes gawked and were inexhaustible. All of them were women's clothes.

"What's? How can gini? Where are all my clothes?" He took out one by one the contents, and all the women's clothes. Skirts, shirts, batik gloves, kebaya, until underwear.

"So what am I wearing? The life of skirts and kebayas? It's not possible, is it? How can I exchange the bags? This must be the bag of the woman who went up in the middle of yesterday's trip. Oh... How is this? If I borrow Maribet's shirt, I can. But can't I be a boxer?

Ouch...

It's all because of Grace. If only his lips did not deface, surely my bag would not be exchanged.

In the bag, there was a mother's glove. Now it's gone the sheath.

That woman also played grab a bag. When he didn't know his stuff, did he? Hadhe..."

He kept complaining while thinking about the underwear he was going to wear.

When he saw Indra standing on his waist, his face became afraid and continued to walk past him.

But suddenly a loud cry was echoed, as he walked quietly made him shocked to the point that his shoulder was raised quite high.

"Hey! Sarjoni! Wait!" Indra Seru.

His steps stopped and he turned around. "Well! Why?"

"Linjami I'm a boxer! You're clean, so your boxer must be hygienic. The chunky! I was cold. His clothes and pants, too."

"Where are you?"

"Don't ask too many questions. The chunky!"

Without asking much she went to the room to pick up her clothes. "As soon as I give her the same shirt, I have to go again. Otherwise, he would have asked about the video. It's still less than 3 hours after I'm working on it." He said in his heart.

When he was busy picking clothes, he did not realize that Indra had been standing near the door that was left open and saw him picky clothes that were not good for him.

"I love her ugly clothes. Dirty is no problem. But if it's a nice shirt, it could be a problem!"

Then he picked up a black shirt that was worn out enough and had his armpits torn.

"Well, it suits him. Don't need to borrow. I love you guys."

After that he also lifted and widened one black pants that part of his butt slightly hollow. Then he said, "This palace is also suitable for him. This was yesterday because I farted too strong. The wind blows make the threads separate and hollow.

It fits him. He likes to fart at night. So these pants fit. The wind was not steady anymore, and went straight out. Pus.. Bablas angine....

Haha...."

Indra tried her hardest to shut her mouth from the laughter that was difficult to hold back when she heard Sarjoni speak.

Then he picked up a black boxer and laughed at him. "The boxer looks like it's really thin. But not papalah. If I give you a good one, baby. How could I use the container again even though it has been washed clean."

After that she put everything aside next to him and tidied up her other clothes before giving it to Indra.

But when he was about to give it, he suddenly pensive again,

"Eh. But how is the color black all right?

But...

Uh! Just let it go! Black is perfect for her."

But when he turned around to give all the clothes, he was shocked to death and almost fell to see Indra standing firm while giving him a deathly look.

"Oh, so this is your friendship? Thin like your boxer! You gave me a shirt with a torn armpit and pants with a broad ass. Ckck.... It's amazing."

She nervously replied, "Know where you are?"

"I've been standing here since a year ago. He was told to pick up clothes quickly, but asked for forgiveness. You think I'm not cold? Get in the wind!

Look at the night! Your pants must have been badly torn from a fart all night. I'll sleep next to you, let you know the taste!"

After that Indra approached and snatched the clothes from his hands. "here! Ngasi this ugly shirt is just a long time until the rats have children."