The Love of Mas Paijo

Chapter 17: Travel 1

Paijo threw his body in the bed, only a day to work again but he was tired. She felt lonely in the room she was living in a year ago. Having money from his own hard work does not necessarily make him happy. The family? His father never even asked him until now.

He felt that his grandfather was the only family to him now. A fella? there aren't. How does he have a friend if he has to go to work at dawn and come home at night.

Paijo's gaze glazed over, scrutinizing the ceiling of the room. Spider's nest hangs there. Where he had evicted, in this room he only stopped by to close his eyes for a few hours. The rest, time is up to go around the forests. From one wood depot to another wood depot. Ensure the wood he pays is up to standard and ready to be shipped to the factory.

Suddenly she remembered Saraswati. That girl, the only girl whose cell phone number was stored in her phone contact. Although annoying, sometimes simultaneously he is very funny and adorable.

Hah, then why didn't he just call Saras. What the hell is he doing?

What if I take her tomorrow. Accompanying 'me work, seems fun.

Paijo got up and sat down and grabbed the cellphone that he threw just now. As he was about to type the message, his face returned grim.

What if he refuses. Or what if he's a geer. That girl is a little crazy. Ah...

What should I give you a reason? At least that makes sense, so he doesn't feel weird.

Paijo ruffled his hair in frustration. I better go to the bathroom first. Who knows, the bathroom can be an inspiration.

With a drowsiness Paijo still squatting defecation. Hoping to get inspiration he was even sleepy, almost forgot that he was throwing away the waste of food he ate all day.

I almost fell asleep here. Where to start. Ah. Yes that's a great idea!

Mata Paijo back literate after getting good wangsit.

Paijo stood up, after pouring a bucket of water into the WC, he quickly fiddled and bathed. Ah.. Good thing you didn't forget to cut down Jo. Smells nyampe here know.

[Saraswati, is there time tomorrow?]

Not long after the reply message came in.

[Who?]

Hah, it's also true that he doesn't know my number. Yesterday he just kept his number here.

[Tomorrow morning come to this address. I need help, can I? it turns out that I am still not strong enough to ride my own motorbike]

[i told you what!]

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Paijo thought Saras refused, because the end of the reply message from him, only saying that he was never wrong. And this morning the girl was already standing in front of Paijo. Wearing fashionable clothes. Cargo joggers brown, white shirts and plain army jackets that are a little overstretched, but it looks cool if he is wearing.

Does he think I'm going to take him on a tour of the woods, his clothes are very supportive, complete with a backpack on his back. What's in the bag?

Fortunately, today Paijo is wearing his best clothes. Black jeans, white shirts and leather jackets that he just bought a week ago.

"Can we go now?"

Paijo cool also with the jacket, Saras was also researching the appearance of his former fiancee's male from toe to toe.

Cool but there is less, what? ah... glasses, he should wear glasses, right?

A little awkward, Paijo replied to Saras' question. "Do you want to go in first? inside the factory wood production parts for home building materials. Maybe you're interested in seeing,"

"Can, what's inside a lot of people?" That stupid question Saras, just because Paijo looks a little cool why are you misbehaving?

Paijo smiled faintly, "Why? you afraid of deserted us just the two of you? or embarrassed that there's a lot of people inside?"

"Aaa. So... I just want to make sure that this clock factory worker has come?"

"Of course, but they're only starting work at eight. Half an hour to start. Come inside! If they start working, I'm worried about you."

The two of them stepped inside, down every corner of the factory filled with piles of wood and mountains of wood powder.

Their actions certainly attract the attention of workers. Workers who dominate the fathers are not uncommon who say hello. Some even whistle to tease Paijo. For the first time, Paijo invited women to the place. It's only natural they're excited.

"They all look welcome, why were you worried about me?"

Paijo laughed before replying. "Hahaha. You see that! A mountain of wood powder!"

"Yes I see, I'm not blind!"

"Haha.yeah, I'm honestly worried about your eyelashes!"

"Huh?" Saras still stupefied, what is the correlation of eyelashes with wood powder try?

"I really can't imagine, it's so funny!" Paijo laughed out loud with the results of his own thinking.

Saras certainly grunted in annoyance. "Woi.. dares to equate my eyelash extension with a broomstick. It's expensive to know, I even had to ask Hayu to pay first yesterday!" Mana Abah hasn't sent money until now.

"Hehe... I'm sorry, anyway why should I keep my eyelashes? don't tell me, it'll only meet me, you and the maximum. Just me!"

"Ah. What man knows, if the woman does not just need to eat and drink. We need skincare for the face, hair care, including eyelashes to make it look prettier."

" And it's not all cheap. NOT CHEAP, NOTE!"

"Then from that, today I will ask for payment. I'm not ashamed, because I assume today I'm working with 'you."

"Forced too, I need to survive this month."

"They haven't sent money. Sometimes I wonder if I'm his real son, huh..."

Paijo let out a rough breath, "huftt... So it's not your responsibility to help 'me?"

"No, I'm asking for a fee. I told you honestly that I don't have any money."

"Aaa.. okay. Doesn't matter. Then how much do I have to pay?"

Uhh... Saras almost cursed again. His pride clearly fell in front of Paijo. Paijo asks why she looks like a bad woman. Talking about the rates for the whole day accompanied him.

Looking at Saras's facial features, Paijo corrected his question.

"I'm sorry, I mean later I'm willing to give 'you a wage. Just relax!"

Saras smelled a smile. "That's a better sentence of approval. I didn't ask for much either. It's up to you to give me how much."

Also late, if you have a royal girlfriend. Maybe he wouldn't be so hard-pressed to beg like this.

"Alright deal. Come on, lady, let's go now!"

"Every lord." the two laughed as they stepped out of the factory. It just so happens that today Mr. Irwan did not visit. So Paijo did not have to bother looking for excuses when introducing Saras to him.

A very long drive, almost two hours Saras sat piggybacking behind Paijo. Saras was a little suspicious, wasn't he the deal ahead. For that he asked for payment.

Their motorbike had already gone away leaving the hustle and bustle of the city. Now they were on the middle of the hills. A vast expanse of forest with towering trees. A winding road, up and down and winding. Saras hesitated as to where he could ride a Paijo motorcycle. If reckless for sure they'll both die silly into the abyss.

Saras raised his head when he was about to ask. Paijo's noisy motor is still speeding.

"Hey, is the destination still far away?" Saras slightly shouted, because his voice was certainly struggling with the wind and the noise of a noisy motor.

"In a moment, be patient!"

Ahhh. My ass is gone. Thankfully the view around was beautiful. So not bored.

"What's the river called?" Saras pointed to the river they passed, a wide river with large rocks. The current is pretty heavy too. Saras thought it might be very exciting if he could stay there. Water play or fish. But there are no fish, right?

It was noisy that this girl. Ask this and that. Can't she just stay still, the henna wrapped her hands around my waist? holding your head up can also.

"I don't know! do we need to ask people first? to have your question answered!"

"Sucks, just answer if you don't know. Why sewot!"

Hening, keduanya terdiam sepanjang sisa perjalanan menuju depo kayu yang pertama.

Paijo regretted, it was also true why he had to ketus. Saras just invited him to chat like a human. Perhaps the effect of rarely socializing with humans and more often face to face with wooden beams.

So he's a little hard to communicate with his fellow humans.

What is because it is often struggling with the wood, its nature so similar to a piece of wood. Plates and atos! It's impossible if I can live with a man like this. Huh....!!!

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