
Flowers look for mineral water like a clue from her husband. Sure enough, behind his seat was a few bottles of water and still sealed intact, "Om, I don't know it's a compliment or a hope, but I'll try to remain myself. So, just relax, my dear husband."
The took!
The took!
The took!
The sound of a glass knock distracted Flower and Al. From inside the car are seen three girls looking for trouble standing outside with innocent faces. What they want. However, the dislike face of the wife is clearly getting drawn.
"Do you go down by yourself or do I accompany you?" Al asked without having any other intentions because he knew, if the triple G gang were a member of the Cheerleaders team on that campus.
Flowers did not respond. The girl chose to sing as loud as possible by covering both ears. Really bad girl. Not wanting to turn the atmosphere into a volcano. Al grabs a notepad with a pen, writes something down, then lowers the windshield.
"Master, I .... "
"Take it, and don't bother my wife anymore."
After saying his wish. The car glass is back up. Al stepped on the gas, then started driving to leave the parking lot. Whatever triple G will do. Of course, the content will end. At least, it will happen over the next few days.
Not pretending not to know, but the campus problem does not want to be a household problem. He knows how and what flowers look like. Cheerful girl with unquestionable courage. Not college friends. His wife can beat street thieves aka thugs.
Well, the Flower looks graceful and the sound is so chatty. But behind all that. There is a life that the girl always hides. Where is the advantage to defend themselves. How not? Bima or Milea was even too busy and forgot some of the princess's extra activities.
During this time, Al who became a companion and also a supervisor secretly. Of course not because of love, but all of it is a responsibility that cannot be a material compromise. I never thought I would marry a flower. Even so, now I can only be grateful.
The journey is no foreign word. The sound of singing slowly dimmed like the light of a candle. This is the custom of flowers. The girl always made herself tired until drowsiness attacked. Then all the pressure from the heart and mind just fades away.
Same thing and happened all this time. Al only shook his head by occasionally confirming the wife's sitting position. Perhaps, his actions also form the responsibility of a father to his daughter. However, right now, she was trying to accept Bunga as a wife.
In the past, I thought the night sky would always be dark without stars and moons. At least, for a few years, that's what happened in my life. Unfortunately, I forgot after the night. Morning surely comes bringing rays of hope. ~ucap Al in heart.
Trus' journey continues. Where are they going to dock? Only Al knows. While elsewhere. Seen the house with a noise and people who came out into the second-level building located in the suburban area. Not in front of the door, but inside the house it was on a business transaction.
"He's yours from this second, MamCa," The man snatched the money from the table with a satisfied look, for him it was fine to lose the bed satisfied because women were so easy to get, "I go first. Call me if you need a new home."
MamCa smiled knots, then picked up the fan she used to use. Lately, the entertainment house is very quiet. So to improve services and maintain the home source of money coffers. Over the next week will be held buying and selling goods with mutually beneficial transactions.
However, suddenly the man commonly called duo K ran into the house with a tense face. Seeing that, MamCa still acted calm. Whatever bad news he'll hear. It was definitely a problem in the next second. So, the principle of tranquility should not be forgotten.
"MamCa, look outside he's doing the roar, again. Why don't you tell us to just kill him?" Report Duo K growled, but the one listening to the report laughed lightly.
"Are you guys not sane? She wasn't an indiscriminate customer" MamCa got up, then pulled up the evening gown that showed her cleavage, "Urus is just the new kid in room number three, while she's my business."
Walking steps leave the transaction room. The woman did not care about the many ignorant hands of customers who occasionally poked her body. Who would care that in a brothel? Surely there isn't.
Not the closest scream, but the net of his eyes immediately imprinted on the man who was busy gulping wine by sitting berserkly leaning against the wall of the front left side of the brothel. Without requiring permission, MamCa sat next to the man who was not sane. Then grab one of the wines that are still sealed.
"My wine .... "
"Don't get greedy. Anyway, this wine is still mine. So there is no need for permission to enjoy it," Sergey MamCa brushed off the hands of the man who was not sane, then began to enjoy a sip of wine that was very refreshing his throat.
Both of them no one wants to give up. Where five bottles of wine are still sealed into a drinking event together. MamCa and the man in his right mind scrambled to sip more wine. Looks equally reliable, but in room number three. The duo of K looked at each other.
"Bro, I didn't see it wrong, did I? She's the wife of an insane man. What's the betting material again, huh?" ask the first man while scratching the head that does not itch.
Not getting an answer. The scratched head gets a hard head from his twin brother, "No need to neko-neko. He is indeed Graceful, but it is not Akbar who guarantees. There's another guy, I'm shuffled by one of MamCa's men when I go to the toilet."
"Ouh, that. So, we're told to take nyicipin, what's the way, huh? I'm confused myself."
Again, his head got a notch, but this time it was louder, "You were beheaded or in the heart? He will be a new resident. Yesterday MamCa said there would be foreign guests. The entertainers should be fresh. More or less so, so our job is to keep Anggun not run away."
Duo K started the work by standing guard at the door. Even though I really want to be able to taste the woman in the room. Both of them keep trying to hold back, until the wait for some time. MamCa comes with embracing a man. Whatever caught my eye. Better to be forgotten.
"Leave it. Some things are better to remain blind for our salvation."