Prince Gesrek
Mouthpieces
Crings ....
The cafe door opened, showing a human leaving his consciousness under his bed. Deden, who had just woken up, still half-consciously staggered towards the booking table, wearing black jeans with a cream-colored t-shirt with a small ponny horse on his left chest, I don't know whose clothes he was wearing. Last afternoon Deden fell asleep, and when he woke up it was dark, maybe even he would not wake up if he did not fall out of bed and stumbled on the floor until his forehead was red.
Deden had forgotten that today the phoenix members would gather, he carelessly plucked clothes and put them on.
"Why you, Den?" bimo asked who saw Deden was still like a memory lost person.
"Phoenix."
"Phoenixes? That mythical fire bird? "
"No, bang. motor," said Deden massaging his pulsating head.
"According to the results of my analysis, you run out of other dimensions continue to ride a phoenix like a motor and defeat the evil witch. Bener, right?"
"No, bang. Halu maneh height is like the hope to have him," said Deden shook his head.
"Baperan, lo. Hmmm, drink first." Bimo thrusts a glass of cold orange water in front of Deden.
Deden sipped his drink to the toilet, his consciousness began to gather again.
"That's what I said, right. Deden was here," Vino entered the cafe followed by Gibran and Juna behind him.
"Why are you here? Phoenix didn't get together?" ask Deden wonder.
"Where is that? We wait from the beginning of the gathering until disperse not to be touched," said Juna snorted annoyedly. "The Phoenix boy on your nyariin."
"Hehe .. urgency overslept," said Deden feeling guilty. "Where is the welcome of his new members?"
"What lo, huh? Nanyain welcome!" Gibran stomped on Deden's left foot, pretending to be unintentional. "Gue thought the welcome would be cool! There's a cake debus or a lumping horse, so. The time of our elders are told to pick up the garbage of each hundred pieces, while walking again along the road," said Gibran increasingly fast on the foot of Deden, Deden can only grimace restrained.
"Lo knows, right? We ran out of the road from a fairly tight gathering place to make a frenzy if we walk here, while taking out the trash!" said Vino who stepped on the right foot of Deden, now both feet of Deden have been trampled perfectly under the feet of the duo cunguk. "Gue's even got the same candy-handle junk as Gibran's bitch!"
"Ow ... ouch! Woy's pain, I don't have a spare leg."
"Please, I'll change to horse legs to be strong, Hahaha ...." Vino showed his wicked laughter.
Plaque!
Gibran slapped Vino's laughing mouth. "Laughter of evil you don't feel good to be heard, like a pissing cat," said Gibran, who then rubbed his hands with spit spots on Vino's T-shirt.
"Disease, maneh!" said Deden staring at his shirt.
"I know, it's a t-shirt." Juna tried to think. "It's not a gift from Zea, is it?"
The cute duo let go of Deden's legs, they were still annoyed, but they couldn't keep crimping the three either.
The shirt was indeed a gift-giving shirt from Zea when they were third grade Junior High. Somehow it still fits in the body of Deden and do not know why Deden originally wear it now.
"The origin of the comot!" deden replied as if, Juna just nodded in understanding.
"Duh, my feet feel like a gaggle." Deden stroked his shoes.oddly indeed, sick feet, shoes that were rubbed, just like Deden desperately chasing Key, even Viera and Vino who were made. Uh ... Why did it go?
"Anyway we are the same welcome! I just got 23 plastic cups, 12 crackle bags, 7 plastic bottles, 8 crackle bags, the same 5 handles of candy, it also uses the same smash raw event Vino. I have to get 45 more trash! Where should I start?!" gibran said it still does not accept.it seems like Gibran has a hidden talent in picking up garbage, it is great that he remembers the garbage.
"We're bodies of pegels, Den. Gibran mending so much, I just dapet 14 bags of crackles 2 flip flops next to the same 3 packs of kiss candy. Actually, the phoenix is a motor gank or garbage collector, anyway?" timpal Vino did not accept it.
"Every member who just entered is like that. That was my decision, Deden and Rayyan from the beginning" Juna explained.
"Try you guys over, deh. If everyone while collecting garbage that is thrown away carelessly, our environment will be clean, that is our goal. Phoenix is not a motorcycle gank that likes to brawl and make noise, even though sometimes we race. We have regular community activities once a month, for example, we often clean the streets or volunteer work in orphanages" Deden added at length.
Gibran and Vino only saw Deden in astonishment, after which they clapped. It turns out that a Deden can be wise too.
"You're picking up trash? Don't tell me you guys brought it to my cafe?" Bimo who had been watching looked at them sharply. "Well, if my cafe gets dirty!"
"Not really, bang. We'll throw it away" said Deden calmly.
Prangs!
They were surprised to hear the object fall, the cafe was closed early, so there were no customers, then what was the sound?
Prangs!
Lingsir wengi sliramu tumeking sirno ....
Their hearts were racing, and Bimo and the gank of ducks were trembling. Deden felt goosebumps, something quivering in his body.
"Hehe .. it's a mobile phone. Urang forgot to change the ringtone," said Deden scratching his neck that does not itch.
Deden pulled out his phone, then he walked out to receive the call. Just as they all let out a quiet breath, they also took off their embrace.
From inside the cafe Deden can be seen chatting for a while on a mobile phone, his face looks pale. After that, he got on his bike and just left.
"Where are you going, son?" juna asked confusedly, seeing Deden leave.
"Come, we'll follow" said Vino who was about to rush away.
"Naek what? Want to suck? Our motorbike will be left at the gathering place," said Juna reminded.
"Bang, pinjem motor." Gibran asked Bimo who was also staring at the departure of Deden. Bimo gave me the keys to the motor matic.
They immediately left the cafe, riding on a blue Bimo matic motorbike, they rode it with three bells.
"Heh, trash, you guys!" Bimo's screams were either reminiscent of their trash barking in front of the cafe or licking them trash.
Gibran, Vino and Juna were chasing Deden with one motor, Juna who rode incessantly cursing at the cute duo behind him who could not stand still.
Deden had already driven quite far ahead, they were sitting in a tight-fitting, chili-cabean-like manner.not-no, they were guys, so they were more like eggplants. Not really, they are all cogans aka handsome guys so they are more suitable to be called funnels.
Deden's gone, they've lost track of him in the T-junction. Juna is still focused on driving, Gibran is trying to maintain balance, Vino is stuck in the middle of trying to call someone.
[Hallo?]
[Den, where are you?]
[On the roadside, again picking up a maneh phone, anyway.]
[Den, it's me same Gibran same Juna too, again spy lo. We're chasing your bike again, you don't go fast with the bike, samsul!]
[Spying? Oh okay, it will slowly bring the motor.]
[Yes, where are you from now on?]
[Rooking left.]
[Okay, we continue spying lo.]
[Sip, Don't get caught equal urang.]
[Surely, I assure you we won't be found out the same, lo.]
"Turn left, Jun," said Vino, turning off his call.
Their fate seemed to be unlucky, in front of them stopped by the police, as a result they were all ticketed. Apart from being three boncengs, they also did not wear helmets.
Deden was not overtaken, whether he went where. They called Bimo whose bike had to be ticketed.
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Hy gaes happy reading! Don't forget the chrysanthemum too, sorry author if there is one😂 Don't imitate Gibran, Vino same Juna also yes 😊😂😂
Urang \= Me
Maneh \= You
Info at a Glance: "Song Lingsir Wengi"
This song is a poem by Sunan Kalijaga as a repellent for reinforcements instead of Kuntilanak song. So actually Deden and gank gunguk should not be afraid hehe ....
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