OJO NGONO MAS

Who told you to take off Sri's clothes?

Get off the plane, Sri's body feels as if it is floating. Gamang set foot on the stairs of the plane.heh! kampungungan. Sri admitted that. Just this time feeling an iron horse riding that could float in the air, it turned out to feel like this.

Sri airsickness. His stomach feels nauseous. His head is a little bit dizzy. But Sri tried to cover it all up. Don't want Lucky to make fun of him anymore. The stiff man would definitely say cruelly mocking him with the word 'campungan' again.

Walking out of the airport with a body that feels floating is not comfortable. Sri's face was pale and sweaty circles poked on her forehead.

"Honey. You all right?" Melani holds Sri's arm with a worried look.

"Ep.. Ndak nothing bune" Sri is still hiding.

"You're tired, aren't you? patience a little. We'll be home soon" Melani wiped the sweat on Sri's forehead.

"Yes bune, Ndak what"

Melani returns to take her husband on the road in front of Sri and Lucky. Beni followed behind them. But the dizziness of Sri's head is becoming. Nausea jerking. Sri is rather limbung.

Afraid of collapsing, Sri quickly grabbed Lucky's arm. Squeeze it a little hard. Hold on to the Cigarette's arm. Lucky's arm muscles are a bit tight. But didn't stop his steps. Glancing at Sri's lentic finger that was clad in her arm. But he just kept quiet, focused again forward and let the girl's hand still squeezed tightly into his arm.

Sri doesn't care what Lucky will say. He really felt dizzy. If not holding on to Lucky's arm, maybe now he's collapsed.

In front of the airport a man was already waiting for them with two cars parked beside him. Medium-statured with hair that has started to whiten partially. He is almost the same age as Frans. Smiled and nodded respectfully as soon as he saw the Frans family in front of him.

"Welcome back, Mr. Frans"

"row. I miss you" Frans said, hugging the man named Baris.

They laugh together. Looks very familiar. Baris glanced at Sri and smiled nodding. Sri replied to Baris' nod by still holding Lucky's arm.

"Ah, yes. It's Sri. Lucky's wife" Frans introduced Sri to Baris. "Sri, this is Om Row assistant papi"

Sri nodded again and smiled kindly. Lucky just shut up. His eyes are not focused. Looking the other way.

"Let's sir. We go home" Baris invites his master to get into the car.

Beni immediately moved to the other car. This time they split up. Frans and Melani ride in a car driven by Baris, while Lucky and Sri ride in a car driven by Beni. The problem of their luggage, already someone takes care of. Beni's already told his people to take care of that.

The car moved towards the Frans family residence. Sri immediately put her head on the back of the car seat. Trying to neutralize the dizziness and nausea that afflicted him.

"Ben, do you have a balm?" ask Lucky for Beni.

"There's a master frescare" Beni replied as he glanced at Lucky from the rearview mirror.

"Please give it to this grandma. He needed the warmth of the wind oil" Lucky glanced at Sri who closed her eyes with a pale face.

Sri is furious to hear Lucky's taunts him. But his power to fight is over. Dizzy head and stomach that feels nauseous, draining Sri to answer the insults Lucky who said she was a weak grandmother.

Beni immediately smiled amusedly hearing that. While grabbing the frescare in the dashboard drawer and handing it to Lucky by extending his hand back.

Lucky received and then gave a small bottle the size of the middle finger to Sri's hand.

"wear this. So that the dizziness decreases" said Lucky.

Lucky impatiently robbed the small bottle from Sri's hand, because the girl was still quietly rolled weakly. Lucky unscrewed the lid and rolled the bottle roll on Sri's temple.

"What else do you feel?" ask Lucky. Stop and look at Sri's pale face.

Sri did not answer. Just pointed at his stomach and said without a sound. "Nausea"

Sri felt her clothes slightly go up, she pulled it down. But once again his clothes went up again. He pulled her down again. His stomach skin feels cold exposed to the air AC car.

Sri scrunched her forehead. Wonder why his clothes always felt up when he had dropped it many times.

The deg!!

Sri shocked. Just realized why his clothes were lifted up. Sri immediately opened her eyes tense. Looks like Lucky tried again to raise Sri's clothes on the stomach. Without realizing that Sri had glared at him who was busy wanting to apply the frescare to the skin of Sri's stomach.

GECK!!

"Ouch!" Lucky was in pain.

Spontaneous Sri shook Lucky's head. Lucky was shocked and immediately grabbed his head. Glared furiously at the wayward girl. This time someone dared to touch his head. Not touching, even Sri shook Lucky's head with her finger.

The loud sound of the shake until it was heard by Beni who was focusing on driving. Realizing what happened to the newlywed couple behind him through the rearview mirror, Beni's reddened face held a very difficult laugh in its custody.

The vow! Beni likes Sri! the brave girl who can shake the head of the honorable Lord Lucky. Ahaha!!!! in Beni's heart was wide open.

"What the fuck?!"

Lucky beaver. Angry with red face and bulging eyes look at Sri beside her. Instead of being afraid, Sri even glared at challenging Lucky. Without a ba-bi-bu, Sri robs a frescare bottle from Lucky's hand.

"Ojo carelessly Mase! I can polish it! No need to find an excuse to look at my stomach!!"

Sri nagging that makes Lucky even more angry in frustration. He thinks this girl is annoying. Instead of thanking you for applying wind oil, this is even Lucky himself who got the sap. Accused of wanting to see Sri's stomach. He just sincerely wanted to help.

With a fit of anxiety Lucky stomped his back on the back of the chair. Very upset and falling self-esteem in front of Beni. Beni did not dare to glance at Lucky again. He pretended not to know and did not see the incident. Just focus on driving.

"Excess!!" murmured Lucky growled.

Sri just glanced at Lucky skeptically. Dabbing his silvery frescare without feeling sinful has persecuted Lucky.

"Who told you to take off Sri's clothes? That's the consequence" Sri said without sin.

Lucky's chest rumbled with rage. But he pressed hard. If Sri is a man, of course she has dumped him out of the car right now. Honey, the one who dared to shake his head was his wife!! girls!! and the responsibility has been placed on his shoulders!!

"Siiayall!!" maki Lucky growled.

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