The Love of Mas Paijo

Chapter 12: Sound Until Morning

Today Paijo will visit his grandfather for the third time. A year wandering as the right hand of the owner of the wood factory, making Paijo must take the time just to visit the grandfather. Not busy, but he is busy. Departing in the afternoon home. From Monday to Monday again. He barely has a day off. Sunday also includes his workday.

In the middle of the journey to the grandfather's house, the throat suddenly asked for water. He stopped at one of the nearest minimarkets.

Ahhh,

Paijo gulped down one bottle of cold drink with citrus flavor. His eyes were fixed as the glass door opened and a beautiful girl he recognized walked into one of the lined shelves. Yes, he's Saras.

Her sweet face looks adorable, when weighing will take pads that are packing blue or pink. Her lips are not clear. But before long he preferred dark blue packaging with the inscription night wings, deep until morning. Saras went straight to the cashier to pay. Paijo was still observing from afar.

As he was about to get out, Saras was seen receiving a call. One of his left hands held a pad without a plastic bag. Should he already know if now there are many minimarkets that do not provide plastic bags, is he not ashamed to carry such goods without being disguised? While one arm pinched a long wallet in the gap of his armpits and one more hand stuck the phone in the ear.

Huh basic rampong!

From the east Paijo saw a motorbike speeding, instead of taking the right track he turned towards the left, when clearly there is an angkot who will pull over to Saras. Damnit damnit! Paijo running.

Mmmmmmmm.......!!!

Saras almost got hit by a motorcycle.

"Agggghhhhh.....!!!!"

Saras' body was limp, Paijo pulled from behind strongly.

Gubrakkkk....!

As strong as Paijo's power to hold the balance but can not. They both fell flat on the hot asphalt. Saras was still lucky, his body was above Paijo's body.

"Auchhh. Can't you take good care of yourself, huh?"

Saras...

Not that he immediately got up he even looked like a confused person.

A paijo? Is this really Paijo? or a genderuwo that resembles Paijo? Why did he show up again?

People who see them. While the damn motorcycle would choose to run away.

"Heh Saraswati! until when did you fall asleep on my body, Woi!!!'

Saras was shocked. Looking at the two of them who looked fine people even cheered.

"Bagun mas and mbak! Don't sleep on the side of the road, danger! Huuuuu..." They disbanded later.

Saras got up and looked clumsy. "Eh. sorry."

Paijo tried to get up. "Auchhhh...!"

He grimaced with pain in his left arm and butt. The two parts of the body that suddenly kissed the asphalt first when he strayed to hold Saras' weight.

"Eh... was there a wound?" Saras panicked, he examined Paijo's body and his lips opened in shock when he saw blood mixed with sand grains on Paijo's left elbow.

"Your hands! your hands are bleeding!"

"It's okay. Just a small wound. That damn motorbike's run away!"

Saras feels he owes his life now, if there was no Paijo maybe he was the one who got hurt by a motorcycle earlier.

"What little injury? it's bleedin. Wait, I'll buy you a cotton swab and some red medicine for a second!"

"Heh, no need. Help me stand up. Looks like my tailbone's hurt."

"You'll have to take responsibility if I'm blind or paralyzed because of this!"

Ahh. He is Paijo. Not genderuwo. Look no, he's getting annoying when he talks. Besides where there is genderuwo nonggol during the day.

Saras said he helped to remove Paijo as he walked.

Goddamnit! Why does my heart feel pounding when it's this close to this crybaby girl.

His body was cungkring, but very heavy. Most sins are possible. Why is he looking at me like that. Just scary! ~ Saras

"Slow down! sit here."

"Wait on! I need to clean your wound first. I don't want to look irresponsible."

Saras disappeared behind the door. Soon she appeared with a pack of cotton, cold mineral water and red medicine.

"Give me your hand!"

Paijo stuck out his arm, if he had not removed his jacket when buying a drink. Maybe when he helped Saras his elbow would be safe. Slowly Saras poured the cold water into the injured elbow of Paijo, so that the wound was clean from the grains of sand attached there. Only then did he wipe the wound with cotton. Paijo continued to watch Saras face.

When she was silent, she was very sweet.

"Auch...! could be slow!"

Saras slightly pressed on as he wiped the wound, "Can't you, don't look at me like that? make goosebumps know!"

"I'm normal, don't be a geeer!"

Saras glanced at Paijo at a glance and was silent again pursuing his activities that were providing first aid. Once in a clean taste, only then did he drip the red medicine.

"Yeah. Just asphalt, maybe a few days dry. But thank you for helping me."

"No need, you can say thank you, I'm grateful!"

"I don't know myself that well?

Saras clucked in annoyance. How fate continues to bring him together with Paijo. If he is destined to be almost stuck earlier, can not the parking lot vest orange alone who helped him. He who had been standing in front of the store, why even Paijo who since when he was he did not know.

"Can you go home? Do I have to take you home?"

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Crick... krik...krik...!!!

Paijo's face was half-dead embarrassed as he was forced to sit behind Saras' body. Hitchhiking by hand holds Saraswati's padding and long purse.

"Heh, can you really ride this bike!"

"Just calm down, I've studied motorbikes like gini. If only Abah had allowed it, I would have preferred to ask for a bike like this. Cool!"

"You just hold on, okay?"

What grip? hold your hips? what can? how-to? Damnit damnit! where can, obviously both my hands are holding this damn thing.

"Ready? let's to the go!"

Saras put his teeth a little rough, Paijo's body jerked back. "Heh, that's Saraswati! I don't want to die before I'm rich!"

"Shut up!" Saras still seems awkward operating a spiteful motor that has a noisy exhaust sound. The motor is going right and left unbalanced.

Paijo wished they hadn't fallen for the second time. "Heh, heh, look ahead!"

"don't be too right!"

"Revelation! slowly someone will cross!"

"I see, I see! noisy ah!"

Saras who has not rode a motorcycle guy who makes a noise like his owner feels challenged. He laughed happily and contentedly as he slowly mastered it again.

"You see, I can! Haha..."

Drove swiftly across the highway, for some reason both of them looked happy. Although the happiness of the two is clearly different. Saras is happy to be able to ride the bike of his dreams. And Paijo who felt happy at the same time felt stupid because it could pound just because it smelled the fragrant smell of Saras's hair in the wind.

Why these? why do I keep pounding all the way? it looks like 'nothing until morning' only applies to the writing on the packaging of this sanitary pad. I wasn't sure I could sleep well until this morning. Oh my...

***

"It turns out Cak Sam's house is in this area?"

"I just found out."

Saras opened the Paijo helmet he was wearing earlier, and stuck the helmet in the right rearview of the motorbike. "I'll just go home."

"See, bring me my wallet. I'm a percent online taxi. It's safer."

Saras is busy with his cell phone. While Paijo like a fool who stood hugging the pads Saras.

"Eh. That's her cab, I'm home. Thank you for helping me out."

"Emm. I also thank you for being ushered in."

Saras smiled faintly. "Then I'm home now,"

"Yes, go home!" said Paijo with a shooing look.

"Yes, give it back!" Saras pointed at the sanitary napkin in Paijo's arms. Paijo was aghast and quickly handed over the luknut item.

"It seems so good to hold that!" Saras held a half-mocking smile.

Paijo's face immediately felt hot, embarrassed.

GODDAMNIT!

Saras left Paijo with a smile all the way to the taxi.

Cute paijo too, hehe...

Lalalalal....

seriate...

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