The Love of Mas Paijo

Chapter 29: Running again? Frigid dech!

"Slametic... Slamet.." said Paijo.

"Bejo's... Bejo.. We're not going to die Jo!"

Their breaths were still breathless, after thanking the team of motorcycle taxi drivers who had canceled the riot, they both walked back to the Lamongan stall. If not embarrassed, Saras actually wants to be invited to eat again. His stomach was hungry again after he ran. But fortunately Saras still had a vein of shame. So they went back there just to pick up the bike in the parking lot.

Stupid also why not think about chasing the bald guy by riding a motorbike, even follow the run. Sometimes the brain is out of sync. The true stupidity.

"Jo, this is a serious problem. They almost attacked us. Shouldn't we report it to the police?"

"Today we ignore this because we focus on restoring the good name of Sam. Tomorrow morning too, I'll make a report to the police station."

"Good Jo, the sooner the better,"

"Well, what prayer did you read?"

"I see, they're pretty hooked hlo..."

"Beyond?" Saras nodded innocently

"Read the qunut prayer..hehe.w to read the prayer moreover, the longest prayer I memorized was just that prayer" Paijo replied casually, while crashing his noisy motor. Saraswati gawking bego.

A few seconds later he laughed, slow. "Haha... So they got fooled? they think you read special practice prayers from great kyai? huh.. Not only read the qunut prayer,"

While shaking Saraswati's head still admired Paijo's strategy. "awak.awak..."

"You want whatever prayer God is listening to. Remember the obligatory nature of God that you must know, Samian, all-hearing."

"Yes. yes. Wkwkwkwk"

"You're not going home?" paijo's question stopped Saras' chatter, which then immediately plunged into the bonds.

"You want to take me? if tired, I can take a kog bus" Saraswati style.

"Where do you drive home, call it? to what cost is it delivered to the afterlife?"

The cubitan landed in Paijo's stomach. Make the charismatic man complain of pain. "Mouth' you're Jo!" Saraswati. "Be an angel, be a devil"

"Hahaha. joking Saras 008"

"Strong grip, we're speeding!" Saraswati happily wrapped her hands around Paijo's waist. Hah, the mode is realized.

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The day grew darker as the two obscure creatures were still halfway home. Suddenly Paijo Paijan's noisy motorbike faltered. Disturbing Saraswati who has since pasted her head on Paijo's wide back.

Brrrtt....

"Well... strike!!!"

"Ahhh.... why?"

"Ga know, you go down first, let me check."

With Saraswati forced to go down, they thought the scene from the othor was over. They're tired of going home to rest. Why is still in love scene motor strike all. The author replied, heh you Paijo and Saraswati want to make the story finished immediately? They shook their heads quickly, serem the author. Back to the story.

Paijo checked the spark plug, probably dirty. Checking the small cable channels turned out to be fine.

"Jo, do you understand the machine? have you seen what's broken?"

"This is again in search of Saraswati, you are patient first."

Patience, the stomach is hungry again. If the stomach rumbling usually people are also easily emotional. That's why a wife must be good at making sure the husband's stomach is always full. Always be at my darling.

Paijo sweat, repeatedly ramped up but in vain. The motor is still crashing, even though from earlier it has been stroked. Want to find a workshop as well as they remember there is no workshop nearby.

"Joe..."

"Hmm?"

"You order a taxi, let me take care of this."

"No, cook me well. It's a hard turn I leave you. Not my type."

"He's patient, don't be noisy."

"What is it that I'm noisy?"

"Yes, you're not aware?" Saraswati Manyun, it's good that I was picked up by his noisy motorbike.

"Jo.." hasn't been quiet.

"Hmm? told to go home first, don't want to. He told me to shut up, hard,"

Saraswati wants to poke or pin down Paijo's head. Darling Paijo from earlier was not a helem.

"Eh...Paijo, I just wanted to say. That gas tank's been checked yet? maybe less drinking keeps him craving."

Paijo got up from his squat and looked at the contents of the tank . And sure enough, the gas tank is empty. Only the last drop.

"Ahh... shit! turns out the gas is running out."

"What did I say? women are never wrong. The man who often ngeyel."

"Sorry, sometimes we focus on the big things and forget the little things." Confessing sins is also the end.

"Live here. Let my employees handle it later. Hurry and book our taxi home. Tired me!"

"Ready boss!" When going to order a mobile taxi Saras follow. Die, because of lowbat.

"Well.. die Jo. Batteries run out." Sloppy too turns out. "Message using the app has 'you Jo!"

Paijo smiled faintly, between wanting to be exasperated by fate and laughing at their ease. "I forgot my quota, too, he..."

"Watch... "

After thinking again, they decided to hitchhike. Paijo stood by the side of the road, several times he was seen waving at some passing cars. But no one wants to stop. Paijo cursed in his heart.

They're almost frustrated. Then Saraswati who likes to shy before going to bed and when the eek, got an unexpected inspiration.

Because in the backpack he carried there was still a veil that he wore yesterday when he shared rice packs Friday blessing in the mosque, Saraswati asked Paijo to wear the veil and wear a mask that covered her real face.

Although forced to, Paijo receded from the night and they were still dangling. Must be responsible for bringing a virgin child.

One time Saraswati hand wave, a buffalo cargo truck that had passed suddenly stopped, the sound of the brakes squeaking sounded loud and then walked backwards. Saraswati throws a triumphant gaze at Paijo.

"Everything is easy for women" commented Paijowati. Because she's disguised as a woman.

The truck stopped right in front of them. The fat and black driver ordered the skinny kent to move back with the buffalo who looked eleven and twelve with the driver.

"Why should I move back?"

"Where might I let these two beautiful women get together?"

Saras almost smiled amusedly. One woman one man. Paijowati got up and sat down next to the driver, Saraswati following next. They sit crammed in chairs that feel tight narrow in addition to the smell of bad buffalo. Nausea is about to vomit.

Along the way the three of them just kept quiet with their respective minds. Until the next second, the driver's hand fell on Paijowati's right thigh. Paijo tried to brush off that hand. But, still that hand was shameless. The cursed hand continued to stroke and rose and rose again.

Saras glanced and held back a laugh. Feel it Jo, you think it's easy being a woman?

Paijo ranted, he held back the growl by closing his eyes. But no, her male soul thrashed not to accept being harassed.

Kletekkk...!

Paijo twisted the fingers of the curse until it crumbled. The driver screamed in pain and was forced to stop the car.

"Fuck!" Bumpat Paijo right in the driver's face.

Saraswati hastily opened the door and jumped down, the two of them running back in droves. Ha.. The driver and his kernet were chasing as well. Just die you two.

Paijo held Saraswati's hand throughout their escape. In such a predicament, the faces of the two even beamed.

Experiencing crazy things all day, yet happy. That taste belongs to both of them.

Luckily they found a hiding place. A shabby and dark stall. Paijo and Saraswati lowered their heads in silence.

From the sidelines they observed that the fat driver was similar to the charge they carried, looking hard to adjust the breath.

"Sat! they're gone!"

"We'll just go back, demon!" The driver and the kernet chose to pass, leaving the place.

They again sighed in relief, in the dark and in relief. Paijo kissed the head of the girl who without him noticing had been in his arms. Saraswati's heart clearly rippled violently. He could feel that Paijo loved him.

After making sure the two people who were chasing them had already left, they casually walked together. Saras' boarding place was near, so they decided to just walk.

"Huh, it feels so tired."

"Jo, don't you want to say something?"

"This day you've been asking me to run. My life is even threatened." "At least give me a deserved reward"

"Hmm... You want to know what?"

Saras stopped because they had arrived at the gate where his boarding house was. "You---- I want to know,"

Paijo looked at the honest girl as soon as he loved. But for now he feels he doesn't deserve to be.

"Finish your college first. Quick graduation, after that I tell you what you want." said Paijo softly while fixing Saras' hair strands that were a little messy after running around last night.

"Ahhhh... cheat!" Saraswati was disappointed, she was a manyun and mengeloyor in leaving Paijo without saying goodbye let alone a-i u e o.

Paijo was not surprised either, Saraswati was indeed the one. Hanging, who likes it?

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