THREE MEN FROM THE VILLAGE

THREE MEN FROM THE VILLAGE
TPDD 22 (Iqbal)



On the first day of work, so many events that make iqbal very surprised. The incident that he experienced for several hours working as a private driver, really the incident made his mind disturbed. But Iqbal is only able to think without saying because he knows himself and knows the position.


From Karin's confession about her brother, it really makes Iqbal surprised not play. How could three women born to one mother, be hostile. More precisely the youngest is enemies by his older brother.


Iqbal admitted, the three sons of his master were indeed beautiful. But among them, Karin is the one who according to Iqbal is superior to his two brothers. According to Iqbal's thought, perhaps they were jealous of Karin's beauty. That's just a guess, because Karin hasn't told me much about her personal problems.


Both are still in the park. After Karin told her the reason the parents did not believe her, the two fell silent to each other. Karin chose not to tell everything and Iqbal chose not to ask why her brother was so hearty. Let that question Iqbal keep. He was sure that one day he would know the true story. Because Iqbal knew, every incident must have a reason to support him.


"Non Karin is still here?" tanya Iqbal tried to drive away the silence.


Karin turned her head and looked at the driver for a few seconds, then turned back to look straight at the highway. "I always feel right outside the house, Bal."


Karin's answer adds to the list of curious Iqbal appears. His forehead wrinkled with a questionable look to his master's son. Did both of her sisters really make Karin's life depressed? Iqbal really felt sorry to hear it. Though the man who is a fan of soto cock sauce coconut milk when in the village, although every day the storm with his sister, but there was never a grudge. Sometimes they are even compact.


"If Non Karin is still at home here yes let me cementin, as long as Non is not ashamed to sit together with the driver."


Hearing what Iqbal said, Karin turned her head and stared in disbelief at what she heard. Then a few seconds later, Karin gave a small laugh to make Iqbal's forehead again wrinkled.


"You think I like to discriminate between people, Bal?" asked Karin after her laughter disappeared.


Iqbal nodded and looked for a reason to defend himself. "Yes sorry, but it's from what I hear mostly so, Non."


Karin's smile returned as she turned her gaze towards the direction she was looking at. "If you sit like this, like no one will think that you are my driver, Bal? Maybe because you are young. How old are you, Bal?"


"Twenty-three, Non." reply Iqbal quickly.


"Well, I was only twenty-one yesterday, so they must have thought that we were friends" said Karin sure. "Okay, Bal, if you notice, you're good-looking."


Karin's last words immediately made Iqbal's smile grow. "Yes, that's my charm, Non."


Karin's eyes glared in disbelief at what she had just heard. Karin thinks Iqbal is shy. But in fact, Iqbal his confidence is too high. In reality, Iqbal is handsome.


"Very confident of you, Bal?" karin Cibir.


Karin was getting excited to hear it. Iqbal was too confident according to him. "Oh yeah?"


"Well, don't believe it." lamented Iqbal.


"Don't fuck around, Bal! Holy jeez!" accuse Karin.


"Loh! Who's the pity, Non? That guy's a reality. If you don't believe me, don't play in my village. Surely Non Karin will be amazed and my words proved." Iqbal said. He confidently spoke such lies because Iqbal was convinced that his master's son would not be able to visit his village, so it would not be wrong if Iqbal lied a little.


"Dich! Why is it far away to come there if from here you have been found out what lies you have," said Karin.


"God! Yes, if you don't believe. The important thing is that I talk as is." said Iqbal resigned. But the speech and facial features shown by iqbal made Karin open for a moment. Iqbal's behavior at the time was really very adorable.


"Yes, I believe. But can I ask you?" karin said a few seconds later after his little laugh disappeared.


"Ask what?"


"If you are a wrestler for many women, then you are a dong expert, Bal?"


Iqbal's forehead is wrinkled, "Expert what, Non?"


"Experts in bed?"


"sad."


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Iqbal and Karin