Milky

Part. 47

The unexpected meeting, made Bima want to tear her beautiful face. The legs of his level that he had ever stepped on by carrying the tear of Tina, the most curious Bima broke. Also the shameless oral, wanted him to pull from his place if only he did not have the brake in himself.

Bima confirmed the location of his hat covering both eyes. Sitting quietly behind the wheel even though it is holding a sense of annoyance in the heart. His fingers tightly gripped the round object, the two jaws tightened to resist the turmoil within.

Bima slammed the steering wheel deliberately feeling embarrassed by the behavior of two lovebirds who were sitting in the back seat.

"Hey, Juan! You want to make us wretch?!" hardik Akmal's. His body pressed down on the back of the chair that Bima occupied, a red face complete with eyes bulging almost out of place, his loud voice made Bima's ears ring almost deaf.

Bima closed his eyes still in the same position not moving in the slightest. He was too brave for the size of a worker.

"I'm sorry, sir, I didn't mean it. There is a vehicle that drove unbecoming from the front. If I don't slam the steering wheel, then we can't avoid the collision" Bima said calmly. He did not even look or nod his head.

Akmal hit the back of Bima's chair before returning to her place. He confirmed his suit that had shifted when rebuking Bima earlier. Sit down with the woman. Bima eyeball glanced from the middle rearview, he smiled faintly looking at the face of the employer who was flushed in annoyance.

"So, do we continue the journey, sir? Or go back to it considering today's weather seems to be unfriendly." Bima's voice was again heard waiting for orders from his master. The pair of beads in the back seat gave a sharp twist after noticing the mediocre state of the sky.

"What did you say?! The insolent! Just keep going and don't talk too much!" akmal's snapping kicked behind Bima's chair quite hard.

"I'm sorry, Mister, but Madam said that you should treat me like your own sister." Bima is pumping while running his car slowly.

He smiled with satisfaction at the sound of his tongue coming from behind his body. The man's mouth was clamoring indistinctly, grumbling inwardly cursing at Bima.

"I'm sorry, but you're not my sister. Why do I treat you like a little sister, you're just a driver to me. So, don't have to talk a lot just run the car," Akmal said furiously.

Bima tightened her hand on the steering wheel, completely opposite to the Mistress. Why are mothers and children different? Was Father? Ah ... no! As Bima remembered, that Master treated himself well this morning.

"Good." No more words were spoken Bima. His gaze was drawn forward on the straight road in front of him. Strange noises rubbed his ears, as much as he could resist saying anything.

Bima justifies the location of the central rearview that highlights the inappropriate actions of both of them. Very reluctant eyes that are still virgins presented scenes that are not worthy of being shown to the public.

Bima was careless, was it during the God's work he never found something like this? Or is it new this time because he feels the driver who is currently just a snot boy who does not understand anything.

"Why are you taking me for a walk now?" The woman's voice was spoiled. He wrestled on Akmal's chest while playing his pointy finger making abstract writings.

"It's okay, yesterday I was busy with a pile of work. After all, we meet every weekend even though it's not like it is now, is it?" rayu Akmal while pinching the woman's pointy chin.

Smiling he made, his lips that never faded from the red dye briefly peeked the cheeks of the kingpin that belonged to the man beside him.

"Ecchem ... Sir, can I smoke? My mouth feels like a shoe."

Why is his voice so familiar to my ears? He muttered in his heart, his eyes could not be separated from the back of Bima who flinch at the steering wheel.

"You take it easy, sir, I will open the window," concluded Bima when there was no reply from behind his body.

He opened the window wide, turned off the AC, took out a pack of cigarettes, and took out a stick. Bima took out the sunglasses from her pocket, put them on before lowering the mask slightly to open her mouth. He started pecking the fire on the cigarette that was tucked between his lips.

"Please continue, sir." Without a sense of sin Bima said it lightly. He relaxed while driving, enjoying the breeze that hit the face with a cigarette in hand.

The two people behind him snorted in annoyance. They fold both hands with their backs against the chair. How do you proceed? While they have to join open the window to get air as a substitute for AC.

Bima smiled cunningly. While he relaxed, the two people behind him moved uneasily. This is wrong, so wrong. In the end, the two men chose to turn their faces at their windows.

Rasain you on! Gua sure you dare to be rich because the cave is your driver. Try if Babeh ... You don't dare, pan? You're afraid Babeh reports ama Nyak Babeh lu. Good riddance! If you still have respect ama Babeh cave.

Bima muttered to himself in heart. His heart that was hot, instantly turned cold. His ears no longer heard strange noises from behind his body. Many times Akmal's tongue clucked, seeing Bima who was relentlessly smoking a cigarette in the hand.

"Can you speed up the car? I think we've just been circling the same street since. Or ...." Akmal's eyes widened instantly when he realized what Bima was doing. The young man before him.

This was Bima's first day of work, but he had already dared to toy with his own master.

"I'm sorry, Mr ...." He chuckled back to pause, "You didn't say where we were going. Because I was confused myself, for that I decided to go around the same road, but, Mr. .. I see you so enjoy the trip earlier," continued Bima more courageous. The laughter he listened to actually made the entire blood vessels in Akmal's body boil, bursting out.

Akmal was furious with the woman beside him. The eyes of both widened did not accept, but what Bima said was true as well.

"You ... dare to play your master! You want me to fire, huh?" hardik Akmal did not accept with Bima's bold attitude.

Bima shook her head, she gave a smile as she glanced at the faces of the two blushing people.

"Only the Madam can fire me, Sir, because I work for her not on you. I'm getting an assignment from the Madam to escort you wherever you go. Not that I work for you. So, Mr ... You can't fire me" Bima said in a calm voice. It is like a calm flowing water, but it is not afraid of anything.

Intentions want to scare, but the feared turns out to be more savage than him. Akmal squinted hateful eyes at Bima, but the young man behind the wheel remained calm and relaxed. Not carried away by emotions especially to frustration.

"So, where are we going, sir?" bima asked after a long silence.

"To the North coast."

"Come it!"