Man Seeker Cuan

The Part 35

In the morning, early in the morning, Indra woke up because her stomach suddenly hurt like twisting. The pain was so unbearable that he had to get up and run to the bathroom.

"Small... ! Pret...! Prettt...!" The sound of farting continues to roar with a reverberation as he runs while holding his sewer butt firmly.

But when he got there, when he opened his pants, the yellow liquid turned out to have stuck to *************, which came out the same time as his fart.

"ah! Damnit damnit! This must have come out when I accidentally farted. Duh... how is it? These are the only pants!" His complaint.

But as her stomach ache became more and more dangerous, she stopped complaining and immediately squatted down on the toilet.

"Report......

Prett....

Ktktktk....." The loud sound continued to vibrate at the WC measuring one meter more as its yellow liquid continued to come out of its channel.

Without realizing it, the sound turned out to reach the ear of the speaker's grace.

The sound made him startle and wake up. "What was that blaring noise just now? It sounded like thunder clamped to a rock." His words while focusing his hearing on the sound that will follow.

And right, only thirty seconds did he speak, a stronger sound was heard continuously.

"Puttt...

Puttt...

HHHHHHHH...." The pounding sound accompanied by the wind churned up to vibrate the toilet door.

"That's the sound of a bad wind or lightning?" He asked who was still sitting on the bed and was still confused.

Then he looked at the crack above the window and saw the moon still shining brightly.

So with a dull look he spoke again, "The sky is bright, and the moon still emits its beautiful glow. It can't rain soon. That must be another sound."

Then he saw Indra who was not next to him as he flicked the cloth covering the pillow.

Then he suddenly realized and concluded that the sound was a foul wind sound that was accidentally pushed and came out.

"Mmmm.... It must be Indra who is imprisoned in the WC. He must have eaten something like that.

This is how it is, if you know how hard it is." He said then headed to the bathroom.

When he got there, he banged on his door shouting, "'Ndra? You're not papa, are you? You're bog yah again?"

Indra who was nged'en also answered with a vibrating tone because it was dominated by a great mules. "Can you shut up? My stomach hurts a lot."

"What did you eat until you could mules like this?"

"Wind...." Answer trembles.

"Lha! Wind don't eat dong. That's why you've been passing gas from earlier. Air pollution know it!?"

"Shut up Matt!"

"Yes already. After that, take the medicine directly. Disturb people from sleeping. Though again delicious dream of meeting an angel. Eh.. Because of your gas explosion, he was on the run."

The senses can concentrate fully on the WC until all the yellow liquid is drained from the channel.

The departed grace also searched for supplies of his medicine in every storage place. Starting from the medicine box, the closet, to the entire bag of his. But none of the drugs he was looking for were found.

Later he remembered that he had slipped a capsule under his bed. So he immediately turned over his mattress and took the capsule.

But when the packaging was seen, it was written the date that the capsule had expired. He patted the eel and said,

"Well, the capsule is out of date. It's the only one more!

I bought the capsule if not wrong four years ago. Pantsan has expired."

Then he thought for a moment about the solution.

But as the seconds of time continued to roll, he never found a solution.

"Yes that. Wait for the bright day just can buy medicine.

Hold it up, 'Ndra." He said and then lay back down.

Just lying down for a while, his mouth had already let out a loud snoring sound. Meanwhile Indra continued to grimace her incredible mules. The breeze that was squeezed down the sewer continued to reverberate splitting the air in the one meter wide room.

Once wrapped around he pressed his stomach firmly until the rest of his yellow liquid was drained away.

Then after flushing and cleaning his buttocks, he came out by walking limp and immediately threw his body on the bed. His hand accidentally slapped Grace's mouth and closed it when she was snoring.

He who fell asleep was later short of breath and finally woke up. "W....! Damnit damnit! Why the hell is this kid clumping my mouth." He said annoyed while throwing Indra's hand.

Indra who had slept well did not feel it and did not hear his speech anymore.

"His hands stink! Nempel's right in my mouth anyway! Do you wash your hands with soap do not run out of the toilet?"

Irritatedly he wiped his mouth with his shirt while occasionally spitting. "LT....! So dirty!"

But as if he was not satisfied, he got up and went to the bathroom to wash it.

While nagging, he soaped his mouth to foam and rubbed it firmly.

Then after watering and cleaning the entire foam, he glazed to make sure the entire surface of his mouth was clean.

"Now the surface of my lips is shining clean. Smell like a flower that blooms in the field. Even if it is a bright day, bees will certainly stop to suck honey, because the aroma of flowers in this soap can invite honey bees.

But... Eits...! Nay! The time of the bees kissing these sexy lips?! Nevermind! It's still dark. Mending me continue to sleep." He said as he looked at himself in the mirror.

But when he turned around, Indra was standing right behind him because he was about to enter the toilet again. Grace who suddenly saw it, was shocked half to death until it almost fell. His heart felt separated from his body until he stood with a stiff body due to overwhelming shock.

"Surge! I want a bog. The chunky! Will it spill here?" Indra put him outside and then closed the door. Before long, there was the sound of the wind squeezing a small hole and spreading a pungent odor into the air

The grace that was still standing rigidly behind the door later came to a realization as the smell flowed until it pierced into his innermost nostril. Nose feathers vibrate stiffly due to a strike of rotten gas that sticks quickly to the surface of the skin.

Can't stand him walking quickly back to bed blabbering, "What's that kid eating anyway? Farts smell rich chicken manure that is incubating eggs. Ask for mercy....!!!"