The Love of Mas Paijo

Chapter 30: His Revenge Saraswati

Danger if it hurts women, said my friend. Which friend I don't know either. I just found out this is how women get revenge if their hearts hurt.

The impact made a sane man like myself become crazy.

"Revelation!!!!"

Kkkkkkkkkkkkkk!!!! glundung, glundung, glundung...

Paijo's head almost broke the fall of the sengon tree beam that was being dismantled. Luckily one of the workers pulled his body, even though their bodies were both in free fall hitting the ground.

"Oh. auchhh..."

Paijo grimaced feeling his arms scuffed, probably exposed to wood chips instead of dust flakes.

"Mas Jo is okay?" And all the people who were in that place came closer. Ensuring the state of the vice boss who often bring them fried angels in the afternoon and evening.

One of the foremen felt guilty for recklessly not keeping an eye on his men.

"Heh, you think it's a bolster? play throw at it!? Don't wear your eyes!"

The skinny man who only wore short jeans with tears everywhere was instantly wrinkled and dried like a chip temple. Even if he's not entirely wrong. But where has the right he denies.

"Hey, don't get mad at him. I'm less careful." Because of the thought of Saraswati who disappeared without news, I almost died.

"I'm sorry Mas Jo, I really don't know you're down there! I'm careless,"

"It's okay, everybody, let's get back to work!" They also disbanded. Paijo on papah enter the house that is more appropriate to be called a bird cage. Small house from a board made in the storey. Downstairs to entertain guests and upstairs for workers who choose to stay overnight to save on costs. He cleaned himself the wound on his elbow with water, only then did he drip with the red medicine.

For almost two weeks Paijo has been unable to contact Saraswati. WhatsApp numbers on the block, Instagram and Facebook as well. Because busy Paijo also had not been able to visit the girl.

Just for not wanting to confess her feelings the other day, Saraswati was so horrible. The grudge of nyai pellet alone is not so creepy.

Paijo looked at the photo of Saraswati he had taken secretly while they were away together. Saraswati was sitting on a big rock by the river. With a hair of corn hair, a shoulder, she was very beautiful.

"Hi Saraswati, don't you miss me?

Just watch out if you dare to leave me,"

"Ehem!" The foreman cleared his throat, surprising Paijo, who was like a madman, having a dialogue with his own cell phone.

"Makanya Mas Jo, if love says love, if miss ya say miss, do not be alone. If the girl doesn't know, it could be the other one first,"

Paijo furrowed his brows, "What the hell is Father,"

"Do not be ashamed, this kind of problem you have experience."

"Cuek-cuek aja, relax aja, undaunted in the capture of new people kelabakan. It's hard!"

"Ga there is a time for such frivolity, later if I am ready. I must be moving. But not for now. There's still so much I need to accomplish."

"What's? a lot of money, a good job, the age of Mas Paijo is also fit in my opinion if you want to go home."

"I am not rich more than my father. Before I beat you, I don't want to be satisfied."

"Wow, there's a grudge as it turns out,"

"That if you're rich, Mas Jo still doesn't want to get married?"

"Yes that too,"

"Hlayo. heartache in the rabbi's stay is more painful than in the stay dead"

"Cihh. that if the Father of the man, I am sure has not dried the tomb of the wife of the Father must have been inspired to find another substitute wife."

"Buahahaha.." Paijo's sneer was only in reply to the chanting laughter of the foreman. The man the same age as Paijo's father went outside after picking up the meter at the desk.

Paijo pensively, a little much he was also afraid that suddenly in the marriage residence by Saras. Don't get along with the song, in stay fitting dear-sayange.

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"Ehem! Ehem!"

Paijo cleared his throat to stop Saras's steps that had just arrived, and would open the gate of the fence where he was boarding. Just waiting fifteen minutes the girl had already appeared. Maybe this is the definition of inner bonding, without sending a message let alone an invitation they can meet.

"HEMME!!!"

Paijo stiffened the deheman when there was no sign the girl would stop.

Saras then opened the fence and put his motorcycle into the garage. He considered Paijo an invisible astral creature. Though honestly his heart was jumping rope in there.

"Woi Sarasvati!"

Still the same, he even more quickly pulled in and closed the door loudly. Paijo. Want to follow but definitely free. Paijo finally decided to go home. Tomorrow try again, maybe Saras refused to meet because he did not bring any fruit tonight.

Paijo is not a romantic man let alone a beggar. But this morning he was willing to beg for love. Early in the morning he was standing in front of Saras's boarding house. Carrying five packs of chicken porridge, he looked more like a good ojek that was delivering food.

The boarding door opened, Paijo sparkled but not for long. Because what appears is not Saraswati but her friend, Hayu.

"Eh, there's Mas Paijo. Find Saras?" Paijo nodded.

"Sadly, Saras doesn't exist. Early in the morning he left. Follow car free day. He said he wanted to go for a jog, but I didn't believe it either. At most he just wants to buy cimol."

Paijo somewhat in disbelief, they could have been one stream they were clutched royong to lie. "Oh, what time does he usually come home?"

"Ga tau Mas, can afternoon. Likes him."

Paijo said nothing more than holding out the parcel in his hand.

"A lot of it..."

"Yes, eat it."

"Make Saraskan?"

"You need to share it with others. He must have been full there."

Hayu held back laughter, full of what, just inside, waking up hungry. First call there Paijo they're not so out. Poor Paijo too. "Ga wants to nitip what message that is, I'll convey."

"Please tell him, don't worry if you miss. Lying isn't necessary, I know she's still home."

Hayu grimaced, not feeling good. "Ah-that...." Hayu nervous.

"It's okay, if you don't want to meet. I can't make it either."

Paijo went away. She was ashamed of being caught lying. The prickly prick even shamelessly still asked, "Yu, what did he say? he said kangen ain't the same as me, kog he's gone that's all right? It sucks!"

Hayu snorted in annoyance. Haven't Hayu answered Saras had snatched the chicken porridge from his hand. "It's for me, isn't it?"

"Why did he leave immediately? there was no intention to wait for me first, but I just lied to say follow the Cfd. Lacking the soul of the struggle?"

Hayu's mouth was already anxious to answer Saras' question blindly. But then Hayu chose to twist the fat on his best friend's arm. "Auchhh...."

"You are basic! The man you rejected! you have chicken porridge! Still say the soul of Mas Paijo struggle less?"

"Eh, Saraswati, are you independent? feel the need to fight?"

"I'm ashamed, caught lying. If you want to stay smart, a little why!"

"Oh, caught?" answer Saras flat.

"That's doang?" Hayu believes his friend is a little crazy.

"Yes, tomorrow I will look at it through the rat's hole to let it go."

"Karep-karep 'you are the Race...."

"Marai bongko! make the soul emotion."

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