SUCCESSFUL SCAVENGERS

Slim dugong

“..waaah, home mang Diman Indah bangeed the scenery behind him!” Zen exclaimed with excitement, because this Diman mang house is at the end of the plateau which is still one level with Entin stalls.

The distance of the house with Entin manggal shop is only limited to the eyes to look at it, it is appropriate that Mang Himan always keeps the Entin stall to buy his daily needs, including cooking.

“..ah you could have Zen! This is the house of the parents of Mang Diman, the wife of Mang Diman himself overseas, the discovery is fitting to be the keeper of your High School is Zen!”

“..ooh.!”

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Zen again sipped the fresh Welangi tea with the smoke rising.

“...so what is the plan of Mang Diman after this?!” zen asked more seriously while sitting on bamboo bales designed to extend can be for napping.

The backyard of Diman's own mang house, a lot of tall pine trees towering.

The expanse of the parents' house Mang Diman itself is only 300m2, and is included in the Tarna master plan for the construction of an international textile factory.

“..the clear mang Diman wait 40 daily wife mang Diman first!” abugn.

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The two men of different ages sipped their warm drinks again.

“...after that?!” Zen asked again.

“..possibly mang Diman will focus on tea gardening alone Zen!”

“..like like the original people of Welangi hamlet, they all work in the plantation owned by the manager of Tarna, yes although the wages are not much, but enough for daily life!” mang Diman explained in a tone full of resignation.

“...indeed Mang Diman want to take care of tea plantation?!” ask Zen.

Mang Diman did not immediately answer, but he saw Zen with full investigation.

“..yaa definitely want Zen! Gini-gini mang Diman does have expertise in the field of Tea plantations, from the way of breeding, planting, harvesting, to regeneration of tea plants to always be sustainable in the future!” obviously Mang Diman with a stir.

“..yaa..yaaa..yaa...!” Zen only nodded his head.

The two men of different ages continue to discuss until the time is near dusk.

The sun seems to have begun to disappear to the west, the reddish sky indicates the night will soon replace the bright time.

“..kalo the most delicious bath next to Zen! Many views of yahud!” seducer Mang Diman on Zen.

Basic Zen is also a little gesrek his head, he immediately walked to the village where gathered the residents to bathe in the afternoon.

A wide winding road that only fits two adults cross, becoming a trajectory that must be passed by anyone who wants to go to Sindang (bath).

The laughter of the village youths was heard starting to be crowded with splashes of water that sounded like the music of nature.

Sindang itself is divided into two regions, with a large mountain boulder dividing between the territory of the male and female sindang.

“suit..suit...!” a whistle from the teenagers and fathers when he saw the ginger Entin began to enter the cave just by using a holster that covered his smooth white body.

Sindang schedule itself looks very crowded if there is a Ginger Entin who wants to move in the sindang, especially in the afternoon.

Teenagers and Wifu fan fathers are always looking for a gap in order to be able to take a bath in the hours that there is Ginger Entin is on the move to bathe and wash clothes, because the water is warmer.

Zen who had begun to splash themselves in the water, was seen starting to move away from the crowd of residents who looked engrossed in looking for the momentum of their scenery.

A moment when the ginger Entin comes out of the water in wetness, and slowly motion flick his long hair back.

At that moment, there will be a view of two large chunks of 36HH that nyeplak in its sheath with two pointed ends that look so tempting imron adam.

After the scene was missed, the young men and fathers prefer to leave the bath, because it is certain the day has begun to darken.

Zen had not ended his bathing activities, because he was seen in the water to cultivate.

The sindang water used by the villagers turned out to have an invisible advantage.

The warmth of the water temperature that is increasing at night, it turns out to come from an ancient rock buried in the depths of 10 meters more under the recess of the sindang itself.

An eleven-twelfth ancient stone with a rock sought by Takashi Uemura.

Meanwhile in the female section, it turns out there is still a ginger Entin who somehow himself has not finished with the scene of washing his clothes.

Because it feels lonely, Entin ginger immediately open the sheath that covers the body smooth, svelte dugong, Entin Ginger began to wander into the water sindang deeper.

Whether intentional or not, the movement of the ginger Entin brought it into the region where Zen was cultivating in the deep water.

His smooth white body was the difference between the darkness of the night that began to greet.

Without Ginger Entin realized, Zen which is in the base of the sindang see all the beautiful scenery displayed by Ginger Entin, is really an exclusive treat without having to top up the cost of subscribing, and, like watching the action of paid VIP selebgrams.

More than ten minutes of ginger entin continued to rot in the water, without using the attributes that covered his body, and during that time anyway, Zen was able to see every detail of the slender dugong scene wiggling around without blinking his eyes.

After being felt quite tight, ginger Entin immediately reappeared on the surface and rushed to tidy up the results of washing his clothes.

“...seems like there's someone in the house? Just how do I feel?!” Ginger entin muttered as he began to carry his laundry bundle to immediately climb the road up to the top.

Zen actually wanted to bring himself up, but he tried to hold his breath until the ginger Entin actually left the sindang.

By using teleportation Zen had moved directly to the back of the house Mang Diman.

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The door of Mang Diman's house was open at the back.

“..eh Zen, anywhere? Thought you had a shady shower, mamang looking to meet!” sapa Mang Diman who suddenly nongol from the direction in the house.

“..eh mang Diman, yes, I took a bath that was shady earlier, because many I took a place rather in the water, all breathing exercises!” said Zen who looks to be using a towel to dry his head.

“..ooh, pantes, yes already! That dinner is ready, but yes the potluck is Zen, the name is also home village!” said Mang Diman who warned Zen not to be surprised.

“..ah, Mang Dinan could be! Zen is also a kali mang village, santuy!” answer Zen who immediately uses a white V neck T-shirt with subordinates training pants his favorite color ash.

Actually, this Mang Diman suspects how Zen can have a suit that is ready, but since this morning Zen is not seen carrying a backpack, but the basis of the manganese Diman the person does not kepo an, but, so he just let, in his mind, maybe Zen had brought a plastic bundle or something, which was placed inside his house.

Is a rice menu plus tomato sauce with lalapan there is cucumber, basil, eggplant roast, side dishes of salted fish and tempe fried.

The mainstay menu that can be cooked by Mang Diman is certainly to entertain guests away.

“...mang Diman pinter cook yes it turns out!?” praise Zen when all the food has been moved into the stomach of the two of them.

“..the name also lives in Zen, must pinter what is in the yard, nohli, on the back there, there are beans, there are kale, tomatoes, chillies, round eggplant, cucumber!”

“..aah, Mang Dinan could be!” Zen tried to interrupt the words of the mang Diman who looked like he would go further.

After rearranging their former dinner together, the two return to the bale-bale to discuss plans for tonight.

“...flags Zen!” Mang Diman was seen trying to approach the fireplace, which somehow Mang Diman had made it.

A mound containing dry garbage from bamboo and wooden twigs that are collected, seen burning emit smoke of a white color that billows.

The fire seems to be still burning consistently.

Mang Diman himself tried to find something in the embers of the fire.

“..naah, can!” exclaiming mang Diman who pulled out a slightly charred bundle from inside the embers.

“..we eat grilled yams and Zen grilled cassava, friends to make coffee and ngeteh tonight!” with a little heat of the mang Diman handed a bundle that has been opened containing sweet potatoes and cassava that looks they emit smoke accompanied by a fragrant odor that tempts the taste buds.

“...hemm...nyammm.” Zen enjoys yam and grilled cassava served by Mang Diman.

“...sweet yes mang,.soft again the meat, without fiber!” said Zen.

“..kalo planted correctly, surely the result is good Zen, all this science, mamang can be from mamang parents, the recipe dropped down!” response mang Diman.

The two again engaged in a serious discussion while spending Welangi tea and coffee which became discussion friends.

“..so so mang, tonight, let Zen go around in this village!”

“..aaah, mamang is afraid of you why-why Zen, let alone this Zen, this dukun juragan tarna is too late if said here maah!”

“...already mang, just relax, Zen is capable! So do not worry” said Zen assuring mang Diman who looks still doubtful.

“. There is a more important task for Mang Diman, immediately contact the residents and village officials who mamang can trust, gather them to see the residence of the tarna skipper, and, because if it is true that the tarna master who did terror, surely the magic shaman said the mamang would not want his black magic to take his own life, the tarna master will also be the growth!”

Hearing Zen's explanation, Mang Diman finally collapsed, and was willing to follow Zen's advice.

“.ya already mang, Zen pamit first, want to start traveling starting from the end of the village next to the forest there, because the word mamang earlier, the memidanyan from there!”

“..iya-iya, you be careful Zen! Mamang also wants to cuddle residents according to your plan!”

The two then came out of the yard with different purposes, Zen leads to the western part of the village while Mang Diman immediately walked towards the house of Pak kuwu.

Kuwu is a term commonly used for village heads in the territory of the former Sultanate of Cirebon, such as Cirebon City, Cirebon Regency, and Kuningan Regency.

However, in some places in the neighborhood of Cirebon Regency already used the term village head.

So, basically Kuwu is the same as the village chief.

Only in one breath Zen had arrived at the location referred to by the mang Diman.

Very calmly, while taking out a seedless kwaci wrap, Zen sat on a large rock.

A minute passed...

Ten minutes passed...

Thirty minutes passed..

Its digital clock shows at 21pm more.

{srakkk...dumm...sraakkk.

There was a sound like someone was huffing and jumping.

“...long ago you guys out!” Zen spoke while still focusing on the kwaci wrap without the seeds.

The astral creature, which was sent from the shaman in the forest, was seen stopping three to five meters in front of Zen.

They realize if the person in front of him is not a random person, his aura clearly can suppress the power of the mediators so the events sent by the shaman.

“..so you want to release your contract with the shaman, or want to be removed from the book of nature?!” Zen gave a choice by continuing to issue his aura as the ruler of the astral beings of the mountain blimbing.

Like a siskampling fist, all astral beings who had lined up neatly wanted to do the task of scaring the citizens, immediately froze speechless unable to move.

“..auto ijo!”

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From the air vacuum immediately appeared a figure similar to Joko dolog statue with a green stabilo skin and hair and beard red lava that blazes like a crown on his bald head.

“..subahan wait for command!” he said he saluted Zen.

“...you sack them, and immediately give the appropriate punishment, because you have dared to make a contract to disturb villagers around the slopes of this southern mountain blimbing!” zen's orders on the Buto Ijo.

Hearing the command from his master, Buto Ijo directly stared at the medi who was speechlessly frozen unable to move.

“.. troops!!, as per the command of the noble Zen, sack all those creatures! Enter in the lowest prison, torture with a stun of 1jt volt, until the next order!” buto Ijo ordered his troops who had shown themselves.

“..apes-apes! The feeling was that we all had a group called to the march on the village road, eeh even got a satpol kidnap!!”

“..iyaa, the feeling of the shaman just give us a bitter greeting for our pocket money! Fate banged bye!”

“..kapok, guwe kapok invited to work it shaman!”

“..mana electrocuted 1jt volt again, ga kebayang my hair cong!” said genderuwo who participated in the group.

“..bahlah, my fate banged, just wanted to join enliven the carnival, already got a sneak!” the fifteen-day pocong was seen resigned when led away by the buto ijo troops along with other groups.

Various complaints of mediocre creatures that have begun to be transported by buto ijo troops sound very pitying.

“.. master, is there any more task?!” Ijo asked Buto to Zen.

“...why?? you want to date again ya kunti?!”

“..hehehe..lord know it, tonight of the week sir!”

“..laah instead of calendered on Thursday - jum night’at, kok night week anyway?” ask Zen full of probes.

“..ah, sir like forgot – forgot to remember, if human night jum’at serem night, for us this is the night of master week, ajojing time! Ajeb -ajeb so!” buto Ijo looks rocking and bouncy to and fro his distended stomach.

“..ya already there!” zen exclamations granted Buto Ijo's request.

Without saying goodbye again, buto ijo instantly disappeared, already kebelet mojok same kunti keliatannya he.