PRETEND POOR

THE SHEEP-WOLF

"But Pa? What about our daughter, if she doesn't come home where?" said her mother who looked very worried.

"That's Ma! He's not a kid anymore. And he won't be able if he doesn't come home, he'll be back!"said his innocent father who passed through his room.

"But Pa?"

After getting an unexpected slap from her own Papa, the Princess' heart felt torn apart moreover this was the first slap done by her own Papa.

Because the Princess also knows what the nature and behavior of her Papa towards her, her Papa is very fond of her even if the Princess made a mistake Her Papa never scolded her. And he only advised And only now, because of a small problem, his father had changed drastically even he had the heart to slap the Princess.

"Papa really changed, he's not my old Papa. What really happened to Papa at this time, Papa never scolded me or to the point of slapping me like this, but now, since he knew Hermawan he has become like this. I'm sure Papa is being used by Hermawan but why is it so hard for Papa to trust me? Now what am I supposed to do, what?"

The Princess' cry that could not stop, even herself was unable to stem the tears that had flowed from both corners of her eyes.

And from the left road that is near where the Princess is sitting at this time, there are two young men who are expected to suffer the fate of apes because they have to push a large object that he is carrying at this time.

And the two young men were none other than Gibran and Verrel, who again wanted to eat something but on their way home, they were hit by apes because the Verrel motor suddenly broke down.

"Jeez Mili you can't not be heavy gini, pity brother who again pushed you? This brother is already thin so do not make brother digalam diet impromptu like this?" Verrel's rant was unclear with what he said just now.

Plaques

One story has been given by Gibran. Because he was no longer able to hear the ravings of his Gesrek friend.

"Jeez Gibran, why the hell, hit my head?"

"Some of you are also strange, just cook a motorbike called Mili not amused what?" satirical Gibran.

"Yes already, Motor is my own Motorcycle why even you have to rent it anyway?" reply Verrel upset.

"Partially you also did the heck you were using a cravings event nyeblak all my wonder! Now if it happens like this, what should we do. Where is our workshop and our house still far from here?" gibran said, very upset.

"Have not been mostly sambat mulu, even if I invite you nyeblak, you also eat too right? So don't talk about it mostly!"

"Where is this a deserted road again?" verrel said as he looked to the right, left which looked very quiet and gloomy.

"Do you have to be afraid of ghosts?" reply Gibran.

"Yes obviously not, why should I be afraid, it is not possible there are also ghosts here, if there is here let me face it myself!" verrel said bravely.

" Seriously?" reply Gibran defiantly.

"Yes I'm serious!"reply Verrel casually.

Suddenly the sound of someone crying appeared from the side they were walking in at this moment. Because there are some bushes planted on the edge of the road so make the atmosphere here quite tense or creepy.

Those who were joking and joking at the time. Instantly their jokes turned tense because they heard the sound of crying. Even their legs feel very stiff and difficult to move.

"Gib? That ... That you must have heard, right, there are voices of people crying there? Who's that sound?" asked Verrel who immediately stopped his steps. And full of vigilance.

"A ... I don't know, oh yeah Ver, I forgot I still have some very important business right now, so I'm staying?" gibran's new reply was about to run away, but Verrel spontaneously pulled it.

"Ettt nice you said, you don't leave me why? I know you must be scared, right? If I run with you, what about the fate of this mili ?" said Verrel who suddenly cried from fear.

"You ... You even cry anyway, this is again tense to know, earlier you said ready to ngadepin the mbak kunti, why now even cry very crybaby anyway?" ledek Gibran with a little tense.

"Don't bring me Kunti, later if he hears how? Mami please Baim, Baim wants to go home, Mami ..." said Verrel who looks very scared and immediately hugs Gibran's hand because of his fear.

" Don't you mostly talk now let's go quickly?" bring Gibran.

Not yet they managed to move their feet away from the place where the sound of crying was, they were surprised by the sound of crying that became increasingly.

"Yahh the sound of the fast patch again, the mbak Kunti again many problems times huh?" verrrl.

"Wait but if he mbak Kunti, his voice cries kok different yes, a bit soft is that? Isn't that mbak kunti sound hehehehe?" ask Gibran by imitating his voice

"You sound like Gib's really bad?" ledek Verrel's.

"Have you been on all the badgering?" reply Gibran with annoyance.

"let's go check out the origin of the sound?"

"Am I going to check it out myself?"

Slowly Gibran approached the direction of origin of the sound, Gibran's hand that had touched the bushes slowly opened it.

But not yet Gibran know who the figure of the creature, Verrel was immediately surprised and shouted as loud as possible which eventually made Gibran first surprised.

"W...!"verrel's cry was surprised because there was a Toad that jumped over his Leg.

"Jeez, what's wrong with Verrel? Why are you screaming, I haven't seen who?" ask Gibran.

"That's a frog?"he said with his finger pointing towards the frog.

"It's the body that's maco verrrrrrr, but the same frog is afraid, crybaby!"

The princess who had been crying earlier, immediately her crying stopped after she heard a very loud scream earlier.

"Who's that yelling?"said the Princess who then he immediately stood up, Gibran and Verrel who immediately saw him the three of them were equally surprised.

"Ahh

"Ahh

"Ahh you? Why are you there?" gibran said in shock, after the Princess showed her face.

"Yes, you're a princess, right? Why are you there, are you looking for a frog?"

"A ... Me?" the confused princess.

"So you were crying so hard?" ask Gibran.

"Huuu thank God if it turns out you are the one, I we were the ghost who cried earlier?"

"Yes sorry I made you guys tense up earlier, I just had a little trouble so I needed some time to be alone!"

"But if you really need to be alone, you don't have to hide in the bushes and rich times there is no other place?"tympano Gibran.

"Don't start making a fuss why. Oh yes Princess if I see you're in trouble right now, do you need a friend to confide?"ask Verrel.

"I ..."alas the confused Princess was willing to say what.

"Well do you want, Gibran now replace you who pushed the Mili?"

"Why did I push the mili?"

"Mili?"

"Yes my motorbike means?"

"Oooo," he said with a silent laugh.

"Well, now that you're coming with us, I'm going to treat you to a meal, do you want to?"bargain Verrel.

"Well, if you don't mind!"

"It's my turn to be a pedekate again, I'm the victim!"satirical Gibran.

"Have you ever supported meen why?"

"Yes ... Aye!"reply with a face.

"Well, shall we go there, Princess?"

"All right!"

And then they walked to the place where they were going.

SERIATE....