Nyi Roro Kidul Sexy

Nyi Roro Kidul Sexy
Chapter 16



After enjoying lunch at the beach, Bimo gave two


a hundred thousand bills to Agnes.


“Ne mbak to pay for our meal,” Bimo said.


Agnes smiled happily because she had already found out


how much money is in Bimo's wallet.


Right now he knows that Bimo is not a stingy man


like many men he had known all along.


He was very sure that his cousin's brother was a man


a royal that he could use when he needed money.


Soon he said the money and then stood up from


sitting with money from Bimo to pay to the mother who has


taverns.


After counting, they ate them


it is not up to a hundred thousand.


There was still a lot of money left over that he should have given


back to his sister.


He pretended to forget by not giving


that change.


When Agnes sat down, Bimo also did not ask for money


that change.


He seemed to have forgotten how much Agnes paid.


But somehow Agnes felt guilty if not give


the change money.


Suddenly, his hand took the rest of the money


the change came from his pants pocket.


“Neh his return deck,” says Agnes.


“Bawa aja mbak, we still want to walk again right?”


“Oh so, yes already come if so,” respond Agnes


with a cheerful face.


This immediately makes Agnes so add sumringah


her face.


He became even more happy to be able to linger with his sister


a cousin who can give himself comfort and security when together.


They both continue their journey with


visit various tourist destinations in the city of Jogja.


During the trip, Agnes was seen


really enjoy.


His face never once pouted, in fact


the opposite.


He often laughed happily even then


both are walking.


“Yeah, it feels rich to have my new girlfriend if


look,” murmured Agnes in the heart.


When Agnes seemed so happy when she was with him,


Bimo also showed a face full of happiness.


For a moment he forgot about his father's problems.


He was also happy even though his father was expelled from


home, as it turns out she met a family who could support her


to be what he wants to be.


“Eh deck, cook the heck you failed to enter twice


THE TNI? Can be high as your physical already okay you know to enter so TNI,” ask


Agnes while they were resting in the courtyard of Prambanan temple.


Bimo smiled at Agnes question.


He then sat on his back to the temple.


“I deliberately pretended I could not read the eye test time


mbak, keep running test time. I intentionally slowed down to not fit the target


they.”


“Hah can cook? You don't have to beat them up


because it was intentionally like that?”


“Yes got mbak, officer who ngetes I must love


report to my father that I was a test ogah-ogahan. That is why I dare to throw it out


I'm from home, because you know that I was messing around during the test yesterday.”


“Yeah you're this deck, seneng very the same fight


parents.”


“Lha how, it's not to my liking


kok.”


“Indeed you want so what the hell?”


Bimo was silent, his two eyes glaring deep into the sky


while thinking about the right answer to the question asked by her brother


earlier.


“I want to be a rich businessman who can play


music mbak,” replied Bimo slowly.


“Means?” asked Agnes with a visible face


curious.


“Ih mbak Agnes cook no back anyway, that's you know.


Entrepreneurs who have a lot of money, but can still play music on the sidelines


that time is mbak.”


Agnes was increasingly clueless about what was being said


his cousin's sister is, but he directs the conversation so as not to be more


widen everywhere.


“Yeah deck, you know. The musician is the real one


the money is a lot, as long as he can produce works that are liked by many people.


Then he can sell his work earlier, the money will be many decks.”


“That's the problem, mbak, I can't consent


a musician. It is difficult to make music that sells. I could play


design pictures, and that's what I often sell,” beber Bimo while staring at the face


ayu Agnes's.


Agnes smiled at Bimo's words.


the weakness of each deck, the important thing is that you have mastered one field and


it can already produce. That's what you need to keep,” said Agnes


slowly


Bimo smiled happily at Agnes' words.


“Honestly, mbak seneng you have found passion


mu,” continued Agnes while giving a sweet smile on her lips.


Bimo returned Agnes' gaze with both eyes


wide-eyed.


This time, someone gave a positive speech


to him like this.


“That's passion yes mbak name,” said Bimo responded


Agnes Saying.


Agnes nodded her head in giving


a smile on his face.


“But mbak, I can't possibly contribute income from


sell pictures only. Sometimes they win, sometimes they lose. Sometimes there are


job offers, sometimes no. I want to have a business that does not depend


at people's offers, so I can work on it myself. Suppose rich mother muh mbak, for example,


make your own clothes can continue to be sold in his own store. If the store is overrated


goods, newly channeled to other stores with system cash or consignment.”


“That's a big capital deck, for you still young gini


don't start big. Start from small, rich sales


clothes Ecer through marketplace,” respond Agnes.


Bimo was silent.


For him selling like that is not too easy.


He had to get much better stuff and


cheaper, so that the sale of goods can be faster.


“Dek, why diem?” sahut Agnes while patting the shoulder


Bimo.


“Bingung I mbak, want to sell anything other than


the design. Honestly, I just thought about it now. What to eat tomorrow, after dinner


whatt. Since the money in that hand can be spit out,” replied Bimo slowly.


Agnes frowned.


“And you have a deck parent, your mother a rich businessman.


Your father's officer, cook can't send you money?”


“Yes, I told you. Father already


throw me out of the house, it means you will not want to know the same again


my life. Want me to eat the cake, want me to shake the cake. I won't care.”


“Eemmmm cook your dad after that deck?” response Agnes


with a slightly smitten face.


Bimo raised both his eyebrows upwards.


“It's true, and last night I just found out too


if the Doni mas turned out to be a storm the same mbak Via. If I keep coming in


house mbak Via, pity mbak Via dong because it must love food for people


a lot of. That's why I choose in the house of gondomanan just so I can do my own business,”


beber Bimo with the face he pointed to the sky.


Hearing Bimo's words, Agnes instantly fell silent.


He felt his sister's concern at this moment.


The money he had seen was quite a lot, though,


it turned out to be very useful for his current adek.


“Eee keep deck, if you want to sell. Indeed you


already have capital for business?” agnes asked as she looked towards Bimo.


Bimo nodded his head slowly.


“There but not now, maybe next month


my money is liquid.”


“How much if it's liquid?” ask Agnes curiously.


“Thirteen thousand,” replied Bimo in a quick tone.


“Hahaha, you're on deck. How many, thirteen thousand


doang is very fond of you,” said Agnes while punching Bimo's left arm


slowly.


“Yes, this thirteen thousand dollars.


If renewed can be almost two hundred million.”


Agnes widened her eyes and pulled out a hand


Bimo.


“What deck? Two hundred million? Didn't lie to you?”


“Yeah, next month. The usual fifteen


fluid,” said Bimo in a strong tone.


“What date? Fifteen? It's the three-deck date, though,


means twelve more days dong money you liquid?”


Bimo scrunched his forehead.


He took his phone and saw what date it was


these.


“Oh yes, it does not feel if it is now dated


three. Yes twelve more days mbak me liquid.”


“Totally?” asked Agnes in disbelief.


“Iya really,” replied Bimo accompanied by a nod of the head


slow down.


“Yes, watch out you lied. I'll tell you later


if it is liquid yes,” said Agnes who immediately smiled widely while staring


bimo's face.


“Iya really, later mbak first person I love


know that my money is liquid.”


Agnes returned a cheerful smile as she opened


the cellphone.


He then signaled to his phone that the 15th


this month his sister will get bonus money from the victory of his design competition.