Ribs And Back Bones

INTRUDERS

Without thinking long, Taqwim immediately grabbed Aza's short hand with his right hand strong. While his left hand, swiftly silenced the tiny mouth of Aza so that the girl stopped screaming.

"Lo wants us to get grubby again, huh?!" Taqwim said he was anxious to see Aza scared.

"Aza is afraid ...!" Said Aza who was now hugging Taqwim's body with a trembling body.

"Intentionally in mode? Let's hug the cave! Hihihi ...," Taqwin chuckles happily due to Aza's spoiled embrace.

Aza who heard the voice was immediately shocked, and turned her face to look at Taqwim's handsome face. After a few times her beautiful eyes grazed, Aza finally completely resuscitated and immediately let go of her embrace.

"Eng-eng-don't!" Aza said in a stammering tone, with her head shaking strongly.

"Why did you come here? Fajr-body like this again?!" Aza who did not want to lose quickly he asked a question that sounded trivial, but managed to make Taqwim kalang-fog made.

For a moment Taqwim looks nervous, but do not call Taqwim if he is not good at finding excuses. With a sly red lips the young man put together a word, diverting the conversation.

"Ehh .., look at Lo's forehead so bloody!" Taqwim said as he directly wiped the blood dripping on Aza's forehead.

"The wound is so bad again, this must be because of the spatula's shock!" Said Aza while pressing the wound on her forehead so as not to bleed.

"Where's the P3K box? Let the Cave takein ...!" Said Taqwim sprightly, because he himself was also worried to see the condition of Aza.

"No sister, this is Aza Cleanin pack a tissue." Aza quickly answered Taqwim's question, then walked to pick up the tissue in his room.

While Taqwim is still astonished by Aza. astagfirullah's answer, P3K box does not have? Taqwim said in the heart with the body still riveted.

After quite a long time Taqwim was aghast at the astonishment, he seemed to be getting tired with his silence. His sharp eyes circulated scrutinizing every corner of the room. All the furniture in this house looks outdated, Taqwim said in his heart.

Taqwim began to step his feet to suckle every tile in his massage, occasionally his burly hands rubbing objects around him.

"Astdga! What kind of TV is this? Why does everything in this house look so old-fashioned?" Taqwim chuckled in astonishment as he entered one of the rooms in the house.

I don't know what the purpose and purpose of Taqwim, when the sun has not revealed its light he has even come to visit the residence of Aza. Even now he was cool to comment, until without Taqwim aware of his behavior was being watched Aza earlier.

"Emm .., that's Aza's photo of the same time Papa and Mama." Said Aza suddenly while leaning on the door frame, and the Sentence managed to make Taqwim feel caught off guard.

"Papa Sama has long gone ninggalin Aza," said Aza continued his speech but with a gloomy face.

While Taqwim who saw that could only be silent. His sturdy hand slowly returned a frame that had been in his grasp, to the top of the nightstand. Taqwim felt bad, because it had made Aza remember the sad thing in her life.

"I'm sorry" Taqwim replied very slowly, but still heard.

Aza singled out a smile while staring at the flash towards Taqwim, "Yes, sister, that's okay." Aza chimed.

"Em ..., how's the wound?" Taqwim Tanya tried to dilute the atmosphere that felt very awkward for her.

"Well done, the blood's not coming out anymore." Clearly Aza was short while holding a tissue that covered the wound on her forehead so as not to fall off.

"What else do you think, why would you fight with a spatula?" Taqwim asked in a tone that started back as usual.

"Kok Kak tau Aza kejedot spatula?" Said Aza who asked back.

"Heheh ..., yes Aza forgot!" Aza replied with a shy smile.

While Taqwim spoke in his heart, while chuckling softly. Actually the cave itself if Lo kejedot, the Cave from earlier ngawasin Lo.

"A funny thing, brother?" Aza asked suddenly because she saw Taqwim laughing while covering his mouth with his hands.

Hearing Aza's words heard to the PD-an made Taqwim frown while saying. "Jeez, how about going to GR-an?" Tanya Taqwim.

But Aza did not respond to the words Taqwim, he instead walked to the kitchen and continued his activities making fried dough.

"There is no such thing as a boy!" Grutu Taqwim was annoyed while tailing behind Aza.

Long there was no sound between Taqwim and Aza, Taqwim still silently watched Aza who looked very good at processing the food until it became a very good fried food. Obviously, because the smell of fried food is very tempting.

The sunlight slowly began to illuminate the earth, the warm light penetrated through the thin glass until it made someone there a little disturbed because of the glare.

"Well, don't you work?" Aza's question broke the silence that morning.

"Lo ngusir Cave?" Said Taqwim with a slightly elevated tone.

"Bu-not that Brother, Maksu-"

"Tok .., tok ..., tok!

aza's voice was stifled because the sound of her door sounded like it was on tap. Taqwim who also heard the voice immediately glanced towards the source of the sound, and turned to glance at Aza at a glance.

"Defr ...! Assalamualaikum." The voice of a man kept calling Aza from outside while not stopping to knock on the door.

Taqwim, who knew that a man called Aza, made him wonder in his heart. His sharp eyes looked at Aza as if asking for an explanation, Taqwim acted as if Aza was making a troublemaker there.

"Let Aza look!" Aza who felt in the face of sharp directly initiative volunteered.

Taqwim just silent does not mengubris Aza words, the tail of his eyes follow the movement of the girl. Somehow a sense of tightness filled the recesses of his chest, he felt suspicious of Aza because of the presence of the man.

"Ehh .., Brother Hamza turns out." Aza said a little nervously after opening the door.

"Old deck? Is there a job?" Hamza asked in surprise, and began to show suspicion.

"I-i-iya Kak, used to do fried nyelesain for today." Aza replied quickly while turning her eyes away.

While Taqwim, from earlier he quietly stepped behind Aza. Taqwim continued to tap all the chatter of Aza and the man from behind the chair that looked worn out. Taqwim's face began to turn red when Hamza forced Aza to give access to his house.

"So, you help me!" Hamza is excited.

"NO!" Aza said quickly with a little shouting tone, and it managed to make Hamza surprised as well as Taqwim.

Hamza scrunched his forehead, a sign he felt something was wrong with Aza.