The Love of Mas Paijo

Chapter 16: Equally Unsound

"Stupid! You idiot! I'm such a fool!"

Paijo cursed himself. Paijo had already banned Saras from coming tomorrow, but Saras did not seem to be pestering. Tomorrow Paijo will have to return to work because there is a slight problem with the delivery of goods. He also felt bad for Mr. Irwan because he had not left for five days.

How do I tell Saras, if I don't have his cell phone number.

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"Why are you lying?"

"Why are you avoiding me?"

"Who is that man?"

"What are you guys doing?"

"Is he your affair?"

Unclean, question B is like the formulation of the selection of the thesis title. Does this have to be the model question? At least why not one by one. While drinking iced oranges, let not directly Mak jleb in the liver.

"I'm confused which one to answer?"

B's face was still serious, "Who's that guy?"

Saras is confused should he honestly say that he is his former fiancee? or just say he's just a stranger. It's not a good idea if he's honest.

"Hmm. This is the story, five days ago I almost got hit by a motorcycle, lucky he helped 'me."

"Shortly I survived, he was injured until he couldn't walk."

Saras drank orange ice in front of him with a straw. Somehow he felt he was at the trial of a girlfriend, like a newly caught couple cheating.

What cheating? it's ridiculous, I don't even love men in front of me, nor do I put my heart on Paijo.

"Therefore, I just wanted a little responsibility, and as an apology, I helped him bring his clothes to the laundry. That's all."

"Why lie then? after I left 'em last time, and said I'd call 'me back?"

"Busy with that guy?"

"Speak what? I told you, yesterday I was busy focusing on the final task... Okay, I'm sorry?"

"Look at yourself, no, I just got home from college. Tired, laper, want a break."

"I'm wrong, I'm sorry...,"

B smiled obliquely, obviously he was still irritated but why was he trying to smile? it's hideous!

I feel like I'm in a game, right! you're just messing with our relationship. Huh!

Do you think I'll just believe it?

"Alright I believe, I believe in you. But please don't ever ignore me again." "Or I'll be really mad at you!"

Hihi.. I think it will be difficult to persuade him, it turns out that it has been destroyed. Good riddance...

Saras gave her sweetest smile, "thank you, I promise I won't ignore you again."

They both finished their drinks. Good thing, a ceasefire doesn't need to happen this afternoon.

Saras paid for their drinks, just two glasses of orange ice, two gut skewers, and three vegetable bakers that B ate. The man should be ashamed if Saras pays. But just so you know, he doesn't even have a pleasantries to offer to pay.

Saras only wished he could talk. Minimal pretended to take out the wallet, Saras also definitely prevented him from paying. Not Saras also calculation, attitude does not know shame it hlo.

"No need to deliver, go straight home."

I hope he's forcing us to drive up to the front of the boarding gate. Maybe my assessment will add a few good points for him.

"All right, I'm going straight home. You careful!"

"You're on a motorcycle anyway, it's unethical that I drive."

Not ethical what? fuckin' shit! just tell me you want to save on gasoline. Don't want to bother! Huh.. basic! Even if he said he was escorting me home, according to 'me it was quite romantic.

They separated at a crossroads, Saras drove his motor slowly into a residential alley where his boarding house was located. It was almost dark, a red mega appeared on the sidelines of the clouds in the western horizon.

Gledekkkk...!!!

Saras pushed the iron door fence and put the motor matic into the garage. When going back to close the door fence, the noise of a noisy motorbike caught his ear. Saras looked up and it was true that Paijo had come.

"Hey, can you ride the bike?"

Paijo grimaced with pain when getting off the bike. He then limped towards Saras. Now they stand face to face by the border of the turnstile. I also do not know why Saras did not open the gate. He's not a galebonan.

"I want to say that tomorrow morning you don't have to go home. I'll start work tomorrow."

Paijo pulled his lips to smile. "Must get used to it, so it's also a test drive up here."

"It still looks grimacing, it must still hurt!" Saras face was plain once when saying that. His two hands even rested on the iron door fence that was only as tall as his chest.

"A little bit..."

He didn't even let me in. This girl!

"Why don't you just call me."

"Where's my phone number 'you!?"

Saras patted his forehead, "Ckkk. Bring here your phone!"

Paijo scrunched his forehead, then reached into his pants pocket. Took hp from there and handed it to Saras. "For what?"

Saras just glanced over and wrote down his mobile number there. "It's been I've saved all of you."

"Tomorrow can you call me if there's anything?"

"What do you hope will happen?"

Blasssh... Saras' face was blushing, ashamed of it.

True too, kog effect I who thrust myself.

"Ah... that... means does this mean that I no longer need to take care of 'you anymore?"

"Yes, there's no need. I've said it so many times."

"Then just delete my number!"

Paijo almost smiled again. Saras looked wrong and it was funny.

"It's been done,." replied Paijo ketus.

Saras glared, "Bring here let me remove it! It seems like I'm very willing to keep my number!"

Saras had difficulty reaching for the phone in Paijo's hands, he had not realized that it was blocked by the iron door fence. He should have opened it first it was a new fence he could have taken Paijo's phone. Not like this. He was like a cupped monkey, his hands grabbing when he was about to be fed.

"Hahahaha. Tomorrow again if a guest is invited in, or at least open the door. You Saras, you have long looked insane!"

Saras squeezed the air in front of his face, he did not accept being said to be insane. It was like tearing Paijo's body apart. Skin it, on pats, and in crispy fry. But who wants to eat? Sumanto has already been converted.

"Hey, what did you say!!! You Paijo Paijan! iso jajan rack kerjo rack! Not working can't be shit."

Paijo walked away and waved his hand. His movements are like in slow motion, Paijo is showing charisma that he uploaded. "When I buy snacks, I'm working now. I have a lot of money!"

"I go home first, don't miss. Because I can't take responsibility if you miss!"

"A... What's?" The heart of Saras beats faster. Can't answer Paijo's absurd talk. The one with his face was blushing great. He's bowed in shame. Aishh... What's wrong with me?

Paijo though? Just the same, the two of them were both insane. He's Paijo, those smiles aren't obvious. His heart was flowery, and it seemed like there were already many butterflies flying there. Suitable for butterfly breeding. So if you want to see a variety of butterflies just go to Paijo, there is no need to come to Batu secret Malang. Hehe...

Paijo's noisy motorbike went away, until the owner's back disappeared at the turn of the road. Saras still stood smiling, his mind floated in the shadow of Paijo and went far to see the mountains, the rice fields, the rivers and the grasses.

Ah... What am I doing!

Saras patted his eel once more.

Across from there, B observes the two of them from beginning to end. He deliberately gave a pause when following Saras home.

Let's see what happens tomorrow. You two playing around behind me? Fine, let's play! Cih, you fucking meatball!!!

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