The Love of Mas Paijo

Chapter 6: Blonde Girl

"Yyyyyyyyy....!!!"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..."

"I take this oath of death, die!"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...Fucking saras! Shithead! it's crazy!!!"

The three of them continued to shout hysterically as the kora-kora game swung fiercely. Saras, Rani, and Hayu are shortened to SaRaH. All three are enjoying Malang Night Market in the square, by trying one of the extreme rides that lack security.

Rani and Hayu continue to curse the name of his friend who since leaving has whined to take this ride, who else if not Saras. He even invited them to sit at the very end of the chair which meant their bodies were at the very tip as the colorful light-dotted boat swung to the right and to the left.

Their stomachs have been feeling stirred up ever since. The sensation of horror and tickling tickles the heart simultaneously. The stomach feels sighing as the boat slides down and life feels drawn as the boat soars into the air. For fifteen minutes, their hearts were completely tested. The hysterical cries of all the passengers were competing with the loud thump of the song that was played deafeningly. The night market is very crowded tonight because it's Saturday night Sunday. It's time for the young man to get out of the house.

The three of them sat in front of one of the fruit juice shops in the corner of the square. No matter the look of the person passing by. They just need to set the rhythm of the heart that was almost out of place.

"This oath is first and last I want to be invited to ride kora-kora! mules ***!" Hayu sucked the orange juice hard and his mouth unceasingly cursed at Saras.

"Yes! tomorrow you ride again. Mending your name we scribbled from our friendship KK!" timpal Rani who is no less gasping.

The culprit Saras even laughed out loud. "Oh yeah, you guys are yuppy mentally. Gini did not dare. Asikskk know!"

"Your snoring' attitude!"

Meanwhile, in a row of food vendors tents with various menus and variations. Paijo was busy delivering meatball orders to the buyer's desk which was mostly in pairs.

Meatballs Malang Cak Sam nangkring in one of the tents. As one of the members of IPBM (Ikatan Seller Bakso Malang) Cak Sam has the right to participate in the sale enliven the market event tonight.

"Please enjoy, if you need additional sambel, saos or ketchup directly call me yes." Paijo looks stocky charm while delivering five bowls of meatballs to the table of five beautiful ABGs. The five girls smiled in embarrassment. Paijo is not so handsome, but still remember if Paijo is charismatic.

After their hearts recovered, they went back around. Rani and Hayu no longer want to be invited to ride any more rides. Even if it's just a play comedy they're already ogah.

"Mending we buy snacks. Find that grilled lizard or sausage."

"Ahhh.. I am not satisfied to ride kora-kora once doang. Haven't tried the banyu waves, lala reeds, haunted houses, too." Whine Saras again.

"Religion...! you who want to go up so late down seneng. Fresh thoughts! missing the burden of thought! our hla? come down could be our lives lost!" rani's speech got a nod of the head from Hayu. Saras returned a manyun because it was not obeyed.

"Udah let's go hunting snacks for snacking at the cost."

Hayu and Rani forcibly drag Saras. They moved from stand to stand. They have been carrying some plastic bags containing kebabs, cilok, papeda, cimol and boba.

"Eh is less. Grilled sausages haven't." Saras who doyan jajan also did not want to go home if one of the spicy snacks burned his mouth that he had not bought.

"Hish. Find a little quiet let's not queue."

"The rame usually tastes good sis!"

"Ga guarantees that too. Who knows who has a shaman play stall so selling sweet. Aman find the quiet. Hehe..." I don't know which theory Saras follows his heart.

They walked past tents of fried rice, Madura satay, ketoprak, Lamongan, chicken noodles and meatballs. Walking, chatting and joking in the crowd. Standing in front of the not so crowded barbecue sausage stand. Saras laughed without burden. The shoulder hair that yesterday when returning home black is now painted red like corn hair.

Blonde Saras was blown by the gentle breeze. She looks beautiful. Paijo forgot to blink. Malang is wide, even in the market tonight hundreds of people jam. But why could his cornea catch the shadow of the girl. It was as if a lamp was shining on him. Paijo forgot to blink for a split second. Fortunately, he did not forget to breathe.

Saras raised both hands, he was seen tying his hair carelessly. When his hand is lifted automatically the red shirt with the crop piece is lifted. The skin of her stomach was noticeable even her navel was slightly peeking. Thankfully it wasn't long.

"Jo mingkem Jo mingkem! look what to get to that bego!" Bejo one of the tenants in the Cak Sam meatball stall was nudging Paijo's shoulder. His life came back. Sometimes Paijo jengah himself why the name is very market. More careless if there are other creatures named similar but no sweet-sweet like this Bejo. Paijo grunted annoyedly.

"Flame! just interrupt!" Like the pull of the earth. Paijo took off the apron and his gaze looked for the shadow of Saras who suddenly disappeared.

"Eh where are you going? even escaped! again this rame!"

Paijo answered while running small. "Buy soy sauce!"

"Eh hla jerky! there are still many kog. Make your stretch still enough." Bejo grumbled.

Sam's brother who heard the grunts to his grandson just cleared his throat making Bejo grin.

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"Suit, suit....!!! girls can dong acquaintance!"

goda's a bunch of young men next to the haunted house counter. The hysterical cries from within the arena sounded terrifying. SaRaH did not intend to enter, they were just looking for a way out of the square that was rather loose. Appeal must come through in tails with a sea of people in the middle. Choose mlipir uh even in suits.

The three looked indifferent not responding. But one of them took Saras' hand. Compared to Rani and Hayu, Saras does look the most beautiful. Saras believes the young man is still sitting in the High School. Still the smell of wry, not yet visible to the students understand that they have not made their own money. Maybe they think Saras is still in High School even though he has studied dong.

"Eh... What does this mean? how dare to hold!!!" snapped Saras. The five young men laughed out loud, half-fierce.

"Introduction dong! for the hp number! threesome single to play alone. We want kog nemenin!"

Rani and Hayu shuffle. Not with Saras. His mouth was already hot wanting to spill out some annoyance. "Fresh brothers! don't look at it. Temptations of your age! We don't level up with a stinky kid like you guys!"

"Hahahah.. uhhh.. fear! So should we call you brothers?" Said the young man holding Saras' hand.

"You guys are so much bacots!" Saras held his hand firmly. His legs with a stance of kicking the hard bones of the young man until grimacing with pain.

The four friends did not accept it and were about to incline towards Saras. Suddenly the clasping of a successful man made them look their heads.

"God! dare to make a noise here I call the police! just disperse with you!" The face of Paijo.

"Thank you.." said Saras briefly.

Paijo again, why is he everywhere. Wonderful!

Rani and Hayu looked at each other. Both are grateful that some still care about their fate.

"When you wear real clothes! afraid of catching wind what? or intentionally show off the pusher? huh.. I didn't think it was girl H. Bagg like this outside the house!" Paijo himself confused kog suddenly his mouth can be julid.

"You've already nolongin, but I don't think you need to discuss puser everything. Kog kayak instead you want to take a storm too! free dong help her." It's nothing, Paijo has failed to focus because of you. Look at him now silent kicep.

Paijo snorted, "Let me drive you home!"

"Why? we can go home by ourselves."

Paijo breathed out again. "If you don't remember you're son H. Bagong me also males nganter. I'm afraid they're reckless to keep you guys intercepted on the road. Not scared?"

Saras seems to think, while Rani and Hayu are already horrified to imagine. No one answered, they walked behind Paijo.

"Where are you parking?"

"At there!" show Rani who takes the vote.

They had two motorcycles. Hayu hugs Rani while Saras alone uses a red metic motor. Paijo covers taking the grandfather's vespa. Fortunately, he held the key. As a result they returned home in the guard Paijo until the front of the boarding house.

Little things but make them sympathetic, except Saras. His heart is hard to knock.

"Mas Paijo, thank you for taking us" said Hayu who had come down from the bonds.

Paijo grinned, "Eh. I'm going straight home."

"Ga get in first? we got a lot of hlo."

"Ga thanks." Paijo ramped up Vespa and immediately tancap gas away.

Saras and Rani are out of the garage after parking the bike following Hayu in front of the gate. At first glance they saw the back of Paijo who was away.

"Eh, straight home to him?"

"It's good to go straight home." ketus Saras who immediately behind the body want to go inside.

"Eh Ras, who the hell is he? neighbor or brother? know your father." asked Rani curiously.

"She's the one I didn't expect to be present in my life" Saras replied.

"Not expected but present. Well, can't you guys be fooled? Haha...

"Smart! uhhhaha..."

"Eh but I think for the size of the guy named Paijo he's pretty sweet hlo. Body posture is possible. Look at his back was quite wide, can make a fall. The face is not so handsome, but still pantes kog when invited by the condangan. Hehe..." Hayu chuckles to himself.

Saras scrunched his forehead. He had time to assess Paijo's physique. For him to hear his name alone he was fed up. Fortunately Saras had not been able to tell if his return first because he had been in a match with the man.

"Take it! free of charge, no taxes!"

Rani and Hayu laughed again. Now it is Rani's turn to say. "The horror is Yu, take it well for your collection!" Among them is Hayu who is more often changing girlfriends. He can change three guys a week. Not infrequently he was in a relationship with two guys at once. Alias playing cheating. Motherfucking fuckgirl.

"Eh no. I still have a heart. Paijo kayaknya has become Saras ration. So I'm No from now on!"

"Amit-amit baby!"

"Denger yes friends, even if in Malang there is no set of guys I will never want to be the same P-A-I-J-O!" answer Saras with confidence.

"Hla.. ati-ati by the way. Now let's turn tomorrow into love. Kapok!"

"Anjirrr... If that happens you can ask for whatever you want!"

"Wuah...really?"

Hayu was excited. "I ask your father's gold shop to?"

"If that is what you ask to die for!"

Haha...

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Dong Mah. Honestly, in the second novel, I was a little scared of writing. Afraid you don't like it, scared ain't better than the first novel. But I keep learning to be better. Hope you guys like🙃 Wkwkwkkw...

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