THE VIRGIN AND THREE WIDOWS

There is Yang Ngaku Ngaku..

Juna's eyes widened. He quickly raised his head. Juna also tried again to remove the grip and this time succeeded. Now let go of the overstressed hand.

He looked back at Wulan's sleepy face. Feeling safe, Juna again tried to pull his hand. When he was struggling, Wulan's head changed position by itself and finally Juna's hand was released.

"Crazy! until the gini!" Complain Juna.

He immediately stood up and went back upstairs and laid down his body. At his rabbis own lips and Juna smiled knotfully.

"Lumayan, get cheeks." He muttered and he began to close his eyes with a perfect smile.

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I don't feel like time keeps rolling and now morning has greeted me.

"Eugh."

I heard the weight of a man. A sign that the man woke up from his sleep. His eyes opened and slowly opened. As his eyes opened, the man fell silent and recalled the events that happened last night. Although it was just a kiss, in fact it was quite imprinted in the heart of a man named Arjuna.

He got up and immediately went down. It turned out that Wulan had also woken up and she saw that she was sitting in the chair that she was sitting in last night.

"Wake up?" Juna and Wulan asked.

"It." Answer's short.

"How's your leg doing?" Ask Juna again and he also sits on the chair he sat in last night.

"Superrtinya bruised. Body is also in pain." Wulan replied with a smile.

"Let's wait a minute, I'll get breakfast." Juna.

"No need, just let me go home. My family must be worried." Sergey Wulan.

"Relatedly? Or do I need to take it?" Tawar Juna's.

"No need. I'm afraid of backbiting. Moreover, my divorce process is underway. I'm afraid I'm accused of cheating." Wulan.

"Continue?"

"Here I am, I am spending ten thousand dollars to get on a mini bus. My bike will help you take it and put it here for my debt guarantee. If I'm better, I'm here again." Answer Wulan. Juna seemed to think for a moment.

"Well if it wants you." Juna also took the money in the drawer and gave the amount borrowed by Wulan.

"I'm sorry, Mas. Just knew it made a fuss." Wulan said she felt bad.

"Help a beautiful woman, no problem for me." Juna.

"The language is coming up again." Ledek Wulan and they laughed.

"Yes, I anter you to the front of the market? Looks like your legs will be hard to make way for."

"Thank you."

Juna opened the door of the stall and pulled out his motorbike then shortly afterwards Wulan followed him. Luckily, the surrounding atmosphere still looked quiet, so Juna calmed down as Wulan exited the stall.

Like what was said, Juna drove Wulan to the front of the market entrance. Even Juna accompanied Wulan waiting for the mini-ankle bus that would deliver Wulan to his city.

Shortly thereafter the bus came. Juna waved his hand and the bus stopped.

"Thank you, Mum." Say Wulan before boarding.

"The spit's up." Juna's orders and with a smile expanded, Wulan obeyed the order. The bus drove the widow away.

"Is it possible that my soul mate is a widow too? If the widow is like Wulan, it's okay to be willing. Can't jasmine, Wulan is okay already." Mumbled Juna smiling at his own smile. He got back on his bike and drove to the stall.

Elsewhere in the same morning.

Kluntang kluntang.

A telephone tone sounded and the tone suddenly made the body that was still sound in his sleep woke up. The owner of the phone felt around the bed looking for his phone. The phone owner's lips smiled as his sleepy eyes looked at the caller's name and he immediately shifted the green tombil.

"Hallo, baby." Apply with a distinctive sound of waking up.

"Just woke up, Yang?" Ask for a voice from there.

"Yes, Yang." Answer the telephone receiver.

"Who's the prankster, baby? Now I'm even more busy." Reply to the telephone receiver.

"Busy what?" Ask for a voice from across.

"It's busy thinking about you, from waking up to going to sleep again." Reply to the receiver with a smile.

"That's a hell of a bitch." Reply to the voice from across while smiling too.

"God! This is honest, Yang?" Speak to the telephone receiver.

"Yes yes! Uh, Yang, don't forget to walk." Speak from across.

"Ready." The reply.

"Yes, Yang, I want to be ready to go to the store. Was it then?" Take that voice.

"Kiss long ago dong?" Pinta the telephone receiver.

"Muach, bye, baby."

"Buh."

Clik. Connection ceased.

The man smiled at his own smile a moment later. He got up and sat leaning back while stretching his muscles.

"Just right! You're awake yet?" Call Father.

"Udah, Sir!" Jaka Sahut. He immediately got up and headed towards the door of the room.

"What's up, sir?" Jaka asked as soon as he left the room.

"Money to prepare a proposal, already transfer father. Ask Yanti if you think anything is needed." The words of the Father enough to make Jaka surprised and moved.

You look so excited to hear the second boy already has a suitable choice in the eyes of the Father.

"Yes, my goodness, sir! Jaka's money is still there." Jaka. He didn't mean to refuse the father's gift, but as a grown man he knew himself. It was Jaka who should have given money to his parents.

"The money you save for the wedding. And you still need capital. Just accept it. I haven't given you money in a long time either." Answer Mr. lightly.

"Thank you, sir." Jaka.

"Yes, you're leaving first." Pamit Bapak's.

"Which mac?" Ask Jaka.

"Get in sanity." Answer me as I pass out of the house.

Jaka looked at the departure of the Father with mixed feelings. My dad used to like that. Giving to his son without asking. But the father also always teaches independence so Jaka or Jati does not become a spoiled child.

Siangpun. Seen in his stall, Melati was busy serving two female buyers who came together, while Dodit served other buyers. It was seen that Melati was taking items that had been recorded belonging to the two women.

"tumben really you have the intention to make a cake? In what order?" Ask one of the women with short hair.

"In order to share the happiness of dong, what else I got last night news that the man I was looking for wanted to meet me." Replied the long-haired woman with a cheerful smile on her face.

"The dream man? Who?" Ask the short-haired woman.

"Jaka dong! Who else."

Melati who happened to be in front of him instantly stopped for a moment. Heard the name Jaka called.

"Jaka? Which one is jaka?" Ask the short-haired woman.

"Geez, you don't know? That's Jaka the debt collector. The good looks of it pierced the seventh heaven."

Short-haired women are bright as well as Melati who came to hear it.

"What does this mean?" Jasmine muttered.

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