The Love of Mas Paijo

Chapter 64: Ice Sugar Stone

"Did you know something?"

"Aachoo! Aaaaachooo...!"

Instead of answering Saras's question, Paijo sneezed. Maybe it's a rain effect. His nose was itchy, his head was also slightly dizzy. It looks like after this Paijo got the flu, hopefully not added cough.

As he kept sneezing Saras suggested Paijo buy new clothes. Then take a shower and get a warm drink. Saras forgot to discuss the slander if she was pregnant.

"You ain't I staying a while? Aaachoo!"

"What, later if Mas did not change clothes can even be followed by me as a patient," Paijo smiled anxiously, briefly scrambling Saras' hair and preparing to leave. But only a few steps Paijo back again.

"What's wrong?" ask Saras wonder.

"You're not going anywhere, are you?"

"Where am I going? I'm a patient here, Mas, where to run. My head is still muter-muter like slim, dizzy."

"Aaachoo!!!! afraid you say again. If I could plant a GPS on your body, let's say it's easy."

Saras amused himself, "By it, his side..."

"I'm out first, not long..."

"Yes there!" Saras smiled a smile. Until Paijo's back disappeared behind the door.

After Paijo's death, the door was opened. Budhe Sri has changed clothes, earlier when there was Paijo he deliberately went home first. All of you take the needs of Saras.

"Where's the boy?"

Saras who almost closed his eyes must be willing to be literate again. "Budhe didn't meet you on the street?"

"Should get out, Saras told him to get a change of clothes. Poor clothes ames, must not be comfortable."

Budhe Sri dropped his ass on the empty bed next to Saras. "You're all better? though just passed out Budhe was desperately afraid that you're why,"

Saras laughed, his drowsiness evaporated if anyone invited a chat. Lagian is still magrib, not good also if directly sleeping.

"Thank you Budhe was worried. Saras also thanks Budhe has ngijinin Saras met Mas Paijo." Budhe Sri only commented a thin smile. His judgment of Paijo whose appearance was minus he kept himself in heart. Budhe Sri does not want to stamp smart mothers nyir-nyir attached also to him. Although curious as well, what makes Saras like with a bunch of people named Paijo. Budhe does not know, how good Mas Paijo.

The next half hour Paijo returned. Already bathing has changed new clothes, hair has been combed neatly, appreciable Paijo more humane in view.

"Hey, what's that?" Saras who was sitting half-lying down, his eyes immediately sparkled to see Paijo coming carrying some plastic bags. The smell of eggs filled the room. Saras received all the parcels from Paijo's hands with joy.

"Jajan, Budhe please open." Paijo politely offered first to an older person.

Martabak eggs, martabak Bangka, cheesecake, chicken katsu, chicken splash, ginger milk angel, and not to miss ice boba, maybe there is a desire. Although you do not know can drink it no, the name of the sick person sometimes drink ice a little can not. Paijo still turned it upside down because he knew Saras loved drinks that were trending among young people.

The food and drink filled a small table beside Saras' bed. Saras immediately plucked the martabak eggs are still warm. He eats with gourmand. Like forgetting that he is a sick person.

Paijo glanced at Budhe Sri who looked dolant no movement touching the food.

"Budhe, at dong's meal. The hunt will be spent by Saras himself," Paijo seduced. Although it could basically be, given Saras doyan eat.

"Yes... Budhe tasting deh martabak Bangka, which is not a lot of oil. You're so much of a snack, you want to get us both drunk on food?" Paijo and Saras chuckled. Now Budhe Sri knows one of the reasons that make Saras comfortable. Yes it turns out Paijo royal too, giving without having to ask. What do you want to eat? want what?

The originally somewhat awkward atmosphere was now melting away. Budhe Sri sat in focus watching the soap opera. While Paijo does not want to be far away from Saras. The two were seen chatting warmly accompanied by a smile that continued to linger on the lips. Budhe Sri's mouth feels itchy if he does not tease his nephew.

"Are you like ice gulo stone, huh?" budhe Sri commented, Aladin's soap opera was advertising.

Paijo frowned, feeling that he did not understand the term.

"I mean Budhe?"

"Yes it. ice gulo stone, bar nanges guyu! You guys never heard that phrase? it was popular when Budhe was a kid. "

"So you were crying a mouthful, now you can guya-guyu (smiling) like crazy wong"

Saras and Paijo's laughter broke upon hearing the ludicrous comment. If remembered a few hours ago they were indeed sad until piercing the heart, now just sitting face to face like this they are already very happy. The happiness even seeps into the smallest cells in the body. Passes through tissues, organs, and all organ systems attached to their bodies.

"Budhe please understand, his name is kasmaran people ya gini. I love Mas Paijo too much, hehe..."

Sure enough, during the observation of Budhe Sri, it seems that tomorrow Saras can also be brought home. His pale face instantly disappeared turning red.

Saras shameless statement that makes Budhe Sri again sneered. "But!"

While Paijo who was being pombali by his lover was scratching his head, shame also turned out.

"Jo night, you go home! It wasn't like you said you were in Abah Saras' car. Not scared at your spray?"

"Apaan the heck Budhe, full immediately ngusir." The Saras gap again.

"Hehe. I'm sorry Budhe, I feel at home so forget the time. It was really night, huh?" Paijo pretended to be stupid while looking at the watch on his wrist, but he was only unwilling to part with Saras.

Saras according to, want to ask at Mas Paijo's friend just goods last night the effect will be so crunched. Considering there's a live spy next to him.

"Budhe I said goodbye first. Thanks for taking care of Saras."

"Yes be careful.Thank you, ma'am," replied Budhe Sri with a flat face as possible.

"Hmm. same Budhe,"

Paijo turned his head again to look at Saras who delivered him with eyes. He threw a smile, then closed the door of the room tightly. Do not let any mosquitoes enter and disturb Saras sleep later.

For today Paijo went through a day full of drama very well. Tomorrow morning what will happen is just a blurry picture for Paijo. He was clearly grateful for the day.

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Because until the city is too late, Paijo decided to return the Haji Bagong car tomorrow. If tonight is also returned it must disturb the rest of the car master who fiercely defeated Mr. Takur.

At six o'clock in the morning, Paijo is neat and fragrant. Salma's stepmother who is like a fairy has not seen a child since last night. Paijo has gone out of the house again. Intend to return the car to Haji Bagong's house. Who knows, we will be invited to coffee together.

"Good morning Pakde Haji, Budhe," Saras's parents were already neatly seated in a park chair not far from the car garage. They had even been able to see since the white car had entered their courtyard. Paijo's greeting was only answered with a meaningless deheman.

"May I sit down?" tanya Paijo made sure, if presumptuous immediately sat down, Paijo worried that he would be kicked Haji Bagong into space.

"Please Nak," that's the voice of Hajah Maesaroh, impossible Haji Bagong.

"Pakdhe Haji, I want to return your car keys. Thank you for being on loan."

"Saras has received treatment, his condition has also improved. The doctor said he had a normal fever. Maybe only three days of treatment, after that we can go home." Paijo reported diligently, as if he had just attended a seminar and was being held to account.

Silent moment. Paijo could feel Haji Bagong's violent and terrifying aura. Tree leaves in the garden seem to choose later if it will fall. Perhaps the sinister ranking of the aura of Haji Bagong.

"After this, I want you to stay away from Saras!"

"How many times have I said I don't like you."

"Don't think, just because you loaned the car and allowed you to meet Saras, you continue to think I lost and bless your relationship! Don't hope! The car you just used, I'm not wearing it anymore!"

The sentence struck Paijo's heart. He's quiet for a second. He did wish Haji Bagong a melt. But it turns out the time is not now. Or when Paijo doesn't know either. Haji Bagong is stubborn beyond all antagonists in the world of pestilence.

After compiling the words as neat as possible, Paijo returned to voice.

"Who wins who loses? what are we fighting about?"

"Saras your son Pakdhe Haji, until whenever I can not change that reality. But I'm the man your son loves, you should understand that,"

"We love each other, why are you so against our relationship,"

"Where is our mistake? We only expect your blessing,"

"YOU! TOTALLY INAPPROPRIATE FOR MY SON!!!"

"LESS CLEAR WHAT!!!"

"HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO REPEAT!!!"

Paijo is actually lazy to make a noise. But want to repeat how many more episodes Haji Bagong seems to remain the same.

"Pakdhe Haji, if you continue to insist on opposing our relationship. Don't blame me if I'm reckless!" Haji Bagong glared, his jaw already hardened. But the grip on his arm held him back so he wouldn't flirt.

Paijo immediately got up from his seat, not feeling at home for a long time sitting there. A little threatening Paijo again muttered. "Would Haji Bagong want to see his son become a crazy girl? clutter all the way?" Paijo was determined. He must marry Saras immediately.

"DEFY YOU!!!" Haji Bagong understands the direction of Paijo's speech. That is the same as if love is refused shaman act. Although it is impossible for Paijo to go to a shaman. He was just bluffing.

"I'm saying it's better if I accompany your child than sitting here will only make you angry, right?"

"Budhe, I'm sorry. Please take care of my father-in-law."

Want to be insulted even more motherfuckers or bastards, Paijo already does not care. Paijo just wants Saras. The point!

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don't get bored, don't get dizzy, the story is very upset, how wong is very difficult to persuade Haji Bagong.

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