The Love of Mas Paijo

Chapter 31: Being a Kidnapping Victim

Full stomach after breakfast chicken porridge Paijo. Instead of gabut mending do a positive thing, wash clothes. Pity is plural because it is allowed to pile up for weeks. Since the detergent soap runs out, Saras must go out to the stall to buy soap. The walk alone toh warung ga far away very.

Hayu and Rani have gone to pick up their respective girlfriends. Singles like Saras must be clever to regulate the soul not to look ngenes. After getting five packs of gentle thousandth-quarter detergent in hand, Saras turned back the road. The feathers in his hand suddenly bristled as it passed by a suspicious looking man.

The man almost covered his entire body and face. Wearing a go-ahead hoodie complete with a head covering, his face covered in a mask, sunglasses and a hat. Like a fugitive or a begal? Saras cast a glance, pretending to ignore him. But soon the man turned around and followed Saras. Saras wanted to run away, but because his legs even felt limp.

The usual complex is crowded with small children tumben deserted even though it is Sunday. Maybe they're henchmen at a toy house or watching a soap opera of doom. Want to watch cartoons are also bored at least there is only Upin and Ipin or Doraemon. It was also a re-enacted episode.

Saras knew the man behind him was starting to speed up his pace. The sound of shoes getting clearer. Saras did not dare to look. I swear he wanted to run but he couldn't.

Suddenly the man pulled Saras' hand quickly. Saras shouted while closing his eyes. Not daring to look let alone look at the eyes.

"Gee! Off! Don't worry, I didn't bring any money at all! I swear I only brought five thousand already to buy detergent. Hua.wu...." Saras wants to cry.

The man panicked too. "Heh, quiet Saraswati!"

"Who wants to kill you!"

Saras memorized whose voice it was. He squinted his eyes. And immediately hit the chest of the male field that managed to make his heart wriggle. "Basic Paijo! Why are your clothes like that huh!?"

Saras repeated the small blow. This time in the Paijo. Saras' hands were held tightly, which had hands clearly thrashing.

"It has to be this way! I want to kidnap you!"

Saras smiled mockingly. "Well, you think it's easy? I'm not a kid, so don't be confident."

"I can yell for a to--" hasn't finished debating Paijo. Saras's mouth was fixed, his hands fastened. The detergent just fell off. Saras could only glare and wriggle as his body was sidelined on Paijo's shoulder. Paijo lifted Saras body as he carried a sack of rice.

"I'm sorry, you're so noisy!"

Then put it in the car. Paijo's car? no, Paijo deliberately leased a car, after all he was not so rich. It could actually be if only to buy, but Paijo also did not want to. He prefers to buy his money to buy a garden or a rice field compared to things that will eventually only become such roaches.

The car they were riding in was moving away. Split the highway. Saras was upset not playing, because he was tired of kicking the dashboard. He sank to Paijo's back.

Seeing that the victim was tame, Paijo untied Saras' hands and mouth.

"Crazy basic! Don't tell me you're a terrible psychopath, who kidnaps and mutilates victims, then cooks them into gulai or rica-rica dishes!"

"Good idea, I'll grant your request" Saras glared in disbelief. Knowing does not mean we already know the nature of someone. Maybe that person is good just a cover.

"Stop the car or I'll jump!"

"I've got the door locked automatically. Shut up and sit quietly."

"It's a punishment because you've been daring to ignore me for weeks!"

Saras squashed the air in front of his face. "Hey Paijo, what a bastard you are!"

"Who told me to focus on college, huh?"

"Now it's my turn to focus, you're the one who's prying. Blame others when you are wrong!"

"You want 'what huh!!!???"

Paijo rewinded his body, Saraswati was already like a wrathful siamang. "Don't be fussy, sit right!"

"It's a rental car, don't you get damaged! Eman-eman if I have to change." Jo said lower. Danger is also this girl, afraid that in the gas even run aground. After all, he had a mission other than arguing vaguely, there was something more important.

"Bodo!" Saras folded his hands and threw away his face.

"Well, so much better!" Saras just glanced, his lips pouting to give a sign if he was really irritated this time around.

Where exactly is he taking me?

If I asked, he would obviously not answer. There I'll look stupid, where someone nyelik tell me the purpose.

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Really, he took me to the safari park, just for a walk? or will I be food for the tiger there?

"Come, down!"

"Would we come here?" ask Saras ketus.

"Walk, look at the stars, what else?"

"Well, are we here to find some grass? Ngarit?" the term search for grass for animal feed such as cows or goats.

"Opo???"

"Oh my God, Paijo you have no mercy huh!?"

"I haven't had a bath, this morning just had time to wash my face with the two-finger method."

"See Jo Paijo! I'm even wearing flip-flops." Saras's face was pinched. Good thing the sandals are rather well-known branded, swallow. He also only wears knee-length shorts and a tee shirt. Run the streets, when entering later maybe people will think that he is a scavenger. Ah not really, Saras beautiful beautiful people do not shower a year still look beautiful, right? Just not confident, smelly.

"Indeed why? Does the zoo need to wear nice clothes?"

"Such is also still worth kog!"

Really Saras wants to cry, his whole life when going on a trip, far away days surely he will think, what clothes would he wear? what shoes? what bag? If you need to buy, he will buy first. It has to be a paylater, hehe....

"Stying to insult you mean?"

"I'm not going down! You'll be there if you want to level your face with a monkey."

"we go home, damn it! I didn't bring any money."

"Know to be kidnapped, I must be prepared. Bring a lot of money, at least you can ride a motorcycle to escape."

Paijo let out a long breath. Communicating with this girl is harder as it turns out, compared to mobile operators.

Saras still babbling ngalor-ngidul unclear. A few minutes, Paijo was just listening.

"Jo, you also have to take responsibility with the fate of the laundry in the bucket. My detergent, my God. It was on the street, huh. It was lucky that the person who found it."

"Curian' I'm Jo, I've soaked but haven't given you soap. Die me, it must smell kecing later on."

"We'll just go home, please..."

"Ah. I have an idea. Tell you what, buy me clothes first I want to come in. How's it?"

"You want to go down the road by yourself or do you want me to carry a kayak?"

"Heh, Saraswati don't forget. You are still a kidnap victim! So don't run!"

It's over the idea Saras had. Right, he's being kidnapped. Everywhere the kidnapper has control. Fucking paijo!

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