The Secret of the Widow as Beautiful as a Virgin Girl

just wait when the time comes

Secret

#Dutch_Bohay

4th

They hysterically surrounded me, finding a treasure, hunting, as if not to let go.

I tried to escape. It's hard for me to get away, but I'm not giving up.

The longer it seemed the more citizens were besieging, I flew towards the mountain. Every now and then my hanging organs hit the branches of the tree. Be ill. I can only grimace while trying to dodge.

Until accidentally, I hit a large tree and began to lose balance, the view began to myopic and then fell from a height of thirty meters. Suddenly everything went dark.

By dawn ....

Samar I heard the echo in the mosques, the sound that was often chanted five times a day made my ears hot. I groaned until after a while the sounds came back down.

Grazing, faint I stared around, now no longer seem residents chasing. Luckily for me, apparently no one found me when I fell under this tree.

However, the change of time from night to light is getting closer. My time is not much. As much as possible I went back to the reot house where I hid my body under the bed.

With the rest of my energy, I flew back with the hanging organs to unite my head with my body.

*****

That morning I returned to activities as usual, shopping for ingredients for coffee shops. Several middle-aged men were already present in my stall, with their respective typical work uniforms.

"Tumben's really lethargic this morning, Ti?" Sapa mas Joko's. "Your face is also pale!"

"Yes, Mas. My soybean?" my lament.

"Capparent? This kind of work can be tired too, Ti?"

"Yes, Maaas. Mas doang's the only one who can get tired!"

"He he he, sorry, Ti. don't sulk that way, dong! The sweetness is reduced!"

"Hm." I say lazy. Passed away and returned struggling with the stove table and hot water stew pot. Also fry various kinds of cakes.

"Ready, Mas!" sahutku. Soon this tiny hand concocted one cup of coffee with hot water. Then I heard them start talking about the mine that the people were chasing last night.

"But last night, we chased him to the hill, but he got away!" He clucked while shaking.

"That's lucky it's me!"

"Yes! If only I could get .. beuuh!" speech interrupted.

"Why do you get it, Jok?"

"I'll get sack!" joko Sahut.

"Are you sure you dare to ngarungin?"

"Let's be brave!" His voice looks beautiful in my eyes. Euuuh! His boredom.

"If I'm as pretty as Siti? Still want to hang around, Mas?" tanyaku flirtatious, while delivering orders mas Saiful coffee.

"Yes not dong, Ti." He said with a red hue on his cheek, looking like a boiled crab in my eye.

"Ah is real? Keep wanting to be flanked if I'm as beautiful as Siti?" I back teased him.

"Yes I brought it home, Ti. No hugging, kissing, cup cup cup cup ..." said Joko as she put her lips together.

Euuuh! I want to puke to see it.

"Really, Mas?"

"What is it, Ti?"

"If he asks for a tumble?"

"Let's love, Ti! Time as beautiful as Siti wants to ignore." I smiled spoiled. But in my heart I smiled.

'Really yes, Mas? I'll take your promise!' I'm ingrained.