The Love of Mas Paijo

Chapter 19: CKPT KSBM

Rani and Hayu stand equally anxious, seeing the look in B's eyes they are sure that the man who has been waiting for his best friend since afternoon is filled with anger. B's jaw hardens when he finds out that Saras went alone with Paijo.

"Where this is Yu, he doesn't want to go either. What if he caught Saras coming in with Paijo!"

Hayu paced behind the curtain, they both peeked at B who had been on patrol waiting for Saras to arrive in his car. "I've connected Saras a million times, not connected. Surprised, they actually went to which planet anyway,"

It was getting dark, mbak Kunti had even been getting ready on the way out of his nest. But Saras has not yet returned. B giving up, he went home with a wrap of anger and disappointment.

Saraswati though? He was still in the middle of the journey, caught in the rain with Paijo.

"I told you, wear this raincoat. It's late at night if we don't break through the rain right away. You'll be getting night time kos nyampe!"

The rain was still heavy, the sky seemed to spit out all its contents. There was no sign the rain would soon subside. Since then they both took shelter in a small hut, on the edge of the forest. Saras insisted on not wearing Paijo's raincoat and letting the man get soaked. Saras is not. Yes, they only had one set of raincoats and the two men were arguing with each other for one to wear.

"You're the one wearing it. I just want to go home."

Paijo squash himself, this girl is really emotional. Got to find a way to get him to pull. Suddenly an idea emerges, the weather also supports good luck, Jo inner.

"Saraswati, um,..."

Saras turned his head, waiting for the next sentence from Paijo. "Hm...?"

"Do you feel?"

"What feeling? I got a pup this morning. If you ask hungry, you will also be able to menggerasain yourself. My snacks' stock ran out and we only had lunch" Saras replied as he put the jacket on. Cold not to ask.

Paijo was almost at a loss for words hearing Saraswati's spontaneous answer. But that was not the answer he wanted to hear. "That's not what I mean!"

"Then what? don't guess, I don't tend to think I'm hungry."

"Hmmm... Do you feel? goosebumps...?"

"Oh..." Saras sweeps the environment. Rain, dark, on the edge of the forest, alone with the male creatures. Rarely do vehicles pass by. Why Saras just realized that.

"I often pass here by myself, because this is the only way. There is no alternative path. You want to hear a story about this road?" Paijo's tone was made as good as possible.

"Why indeed?" ask Saras doubtfully.

"Famous armature. Dedemit's here too rese."

"One of my co-workers ever told me. He came home at midnight this way. He was speeding because the streets were quiet, suddenly there was a woman walking right in the middle of the road. Between the hallows and the real."

"Bail responsibility, if you want to slam the steering wheel to the right or to the left, avoid the woman. You see for yourself. Gorge all."

"Continue?"

"He's reckless to hit that woman."

The feather of Saras bristles. Either because of the wind or suddenly he was horrified. Saras shifted slightly, closing his shoulders next to Paijo.

"Continue?"

Hehe.

"He's waiting for news tomorrow. There's news of an accident on this road. If there is, he is ready to surrender. But a day, a week, a month, no news at all."

"Finally he concluded himself, if it turns out that the woman he saw was none other than. hiiiii!"

Saras threw his face away, he was scared but his sense of smell was also high. "You, yourself, have you ever met or been disturbed?"

"It's so long ago, early on through here."

"What, what?"

"Good under the biggest tree. Pocong grimaced, his teeth yellow. Where the shroud was tired like it was not washed for a year. Hiiii..."

Saras stepped up in shock because he was at peace with the sound of thunder booming. I....!!!!

The shadow of a seonggok pocong standing under a tree began to fill his brain. For Saras there is no ghost more creepy than pocong and mbak Kunti. If you can mending the two creatures in exchange with other world-class ghosts. Send it out there far away.

"I-I'm also goosebumps."

"We're going home now?" Saras' face was pale. The rain is still heavy, quiet of course. But after hearing Paijo's story he felt that many eyes were watching them.

Hahaha. succeeded! it worked! hurrah!!!

Paijo almost cheered in the style of Dora the Explorer. Fortunately, he could still hold back.

"Wear the raincoat! We're going home now."

Saras straight up. Hurry up and put on the raincoat and sit down and piggyback Paijo.

"Tight grip. I'm afraid you're falling, there's someone else you're sitting behind 'me."

"Hush...! you can shut up!"

Saras was really scared. He wrapped his hands perfectly around Paijo's body. Although the heavy rain made Paijo who had just taken a step wet, but Paijo's heart was really cheerful.

It turned out to be fun working on Saras. Jackpot gets a hug. Wkwkwkwk...

An hour later they came out of the forest. Entering the city area, back with a brightly lit spotlight. Thank goodness congratulations until here, inner Saras.

Saras felt strange with the raincoat he was wearing. In the city turned out not to rain at all, the asphalt road was dry. Not a single bit of rain fell.

"Jo, can we just stop?"

"I feel so weird so blatantly in a raincoat."

"Nanggung, half the trip again until your boarding. You don't see me?"

"I'm more weird, blatantly drenched."

Saras grimaced, "Haha, that's right too."

"Yes, just go ahead, I PD if there is anything stranger than me. Haha..." Saras laughed again. A day with Paijo his life feels colorful like a rainbow kayak.

"Will we eat first?"

"You must be cold."

Paijo's eyes swept across the path he had walked. It was already midnight, many stalls were closed as well. Luckily, there is a Padang cuisine shop that is open twenty-four hours. Paijo stops and asks Saras to wait in the parking lot. A few minutes later he returned with a plastic bag.

"Why buy so much?" ask Saras while riding on the bike again.

"You make your friends."

"Oh..." Saras.

Paijo is very responsible. Drenched wet relief. I still think about other people's stomachs.

Saras put on a smile behind Paijo's back.

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Take off the raincoat that has returned to dry because of the wind along the road earlier. Fold it as neatly as possible and hand it to Paijo.

"Thank you for delivering safely."

"Thank you, too, for being with me all day. I'm going home..."

Saras blushed again, he only realized if the butt hurts just reason Paijo to ask him to accompany. Not a hundred percent holiday, but Saras enjoyed it.

Paijo stopped his steps as Saras called.

Why did he call me? is he gonna give you a farewell hug? like in the movies.

Paijo looked full of charisma. "Yes..."

"Wear this! let's not get cold." Saras held out the jacket he had worn for Paijo. Despite missing from his fantasy earlier, Paijo was quite happy. At least Saras's old jacket was wearing all day. Think of it by wearing the jacket, the same as in Saras hug.

Paijo knows himself well enough.

"Thank you, I'm home..."

"Hm. careful." Saras only entered after making sure the noisy motorbike disappeared behind the turn of a residential alley that most of its residents were already sound in a dream cradle.

Tok.dok...

"RAN, YO,...!"

"Bukain dong door. I forgot I didn't bring the keys." There is no lawfulness. Don't let the mother wake up. It's not good to be caught coming home at night.

"RAN! Hayu! I'm afraid there's a father po-"

Chequek!

The door opened, two girls wearing pajamas greeted with murderous gazes.

Before you spray because you go home at night. Saras grinned and held a packet of rice Padang on their faces.

"Nasi Padang's..."

Even though it has been bribed with rice Padang. Saras was still in the trial of the two of them. In the dining room, the three of them gathered together like they were holding a round table conference. Fortunately, their dining table was completely round.

"Tell me which planet you went to!?"

While eating Saras recounted his journey in search of the scriptures, eh wrong journey accompanied Paijo he meant.

Scooping another mouthful of rendang rice into his mouth, Saras still happily told from A to A again.

Hayu chimed in because he smelled happy smells. "Udah quite horrified your happy story. Now it's our turn to tell the story. Check it out!"

"So afternoon B here look for you,..."

Hearing a piece of the story, Saras was already worried.

"She waited for you until night, when we had kicked her out. Too bad..."

"Eh... But the most important thing is you don't tell me who I'm going with?"

"That's it. hla that we pity, so we are forced to tell" they said compactly without sin.

"Whoops!" Saras tepok. "Return the rice back a pack!"

Hayu was confused, "Why? this is my allotment."

"Tonight you ate a pack of both. Who can't hold a secret."

"We have no pity."

"You can't stand him, but you can be like me, cih..."

Hayu nearly seizes another rice wrap in Saras' hands, losing fast, Saras takes control.

"Mubadzir, let me eat. Make it stale tomorrow too."

"Heh, who said to eat tomorrow. You two should eat a pack of both. It's me who eats."

Rani and Hayu gawk, "The Rack..."

"Let me eat a lot so I can think of you.The reason is tomorrow, B must be angry."

Rani and Hayu snorted in annoyance. "CKPT CSB!"

"What are you guys talking about?" Saras glanced at his two best friends, but did not stop chewing the rice he was eating.

"Quite Know, If Saraswati Eat a lot!"

The two of them were very upset, but Saraswati instead laughed contentedly enjoying their annoyance. Regarding tomorrow facing B how, Saras will think about it if his stomach is full later. So yes brother. Hehe....

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