Thugs Campus
WORKSHOP TOOL VS KITCHEN TOOL
"Sweet careful". From the window of Bianca's car spoke.
"What a return loe! want to be nanggis and want to aduin us to mother loe!". The blue mohawk sneered at me walking towards them and stopped standing 7 meters between us.
In the heart of my emotions have exploded because they ngehina nyokap. In my heart also I will not forgive them even though 2 young men still look young though.
"Your money how many tongs! Her keeper isn't there anything you both fear in this world?". I asked to make sure.
"What is certain is that we are younger and fitter than you!". The red Mohawk replied with a slight smile.
"Mending loe bring here that loe girl and let us wear it for a while later I love you a cigarette how?". The blue mohawk speaks with ease and my emotional axis has begun to burn.
Gw Abimana Pramono if you do not break one of the bones of the two of you, I will run around the square of Jogja naked. I spoke in silence and swore.
"Lu both mouthed kek that means often gelut dong huh?". My eyes had already turned sharp and were observing the 2 young men in front.
"Hahaha, fighting is our daily activities as long as you know, men ngondek kayak loe mana ngerti".
"Why do we not want to do it, Loe ha!". They both talk.
"Oh that means you guys often dong ya fight for life, ok deh here I want to test your guts so big bacot you what not!". I waved the sign tell them to go forward.
They both fell silent and stared hard at me.
"Hahahaha, nantangin us he bro. He thinks we're afraid of what". Blue mohawk speaking.
"Dare you be with us! I can already finish loe!". Red mohawk hair speaks with confidence.
"You two budeg! do I need to talk in a mosque toa so you two can hear!"
" You don't have to bacot a lot! If you dare to come forward one-on-one or both is nothing, don't say just bacot you two are big?". I started to provoke them both.
"Sat! I'm teaching you a lesson loe the dog!". The red mohawk immediately advanced gallantly and was very confident.
With his furious face he pulled his right hand back and the first strike he immediately launched.
The raw bogem she slid towards my face.
"Hand you spout gw tong's feet!". Gw sneering.
"Buggetkk!". Before the punch he landed a straight kick I launched right into his stomach.
"Engk!". The voice he let out and retreated 3 steps back while holding his stomach.
"So, you know, you're not tong?! Sick huh?". I smiled to see the smelly boy grimacing.
"Let's go tong forward again, cook the whiz once kick already into you! Doubtless it's the same hair you're standing on the cake again no longer the sky!".
"Campus loe motherfucker!". He quickly advanced again after my provocation.
"Wussss!". The sound of wind created from his feet was swinging from the side.
Now the red mohawk attacks the gw with a hand that leads to the right side of the stomach gw.
"Uwiii! you want to kick gw tong! Ok".
Gw who stood upright casually forward one step deliberately to get closer to him, the plan was neatly arranged in my brain so not daunted at all.
"Buggetkk!". He smiled as his kick hit right on the stomach next to gw.
"Hahaha, how does a dog feel!".
"Nape you laughing tong? It feels so ordinary!". I asked him when he was still stuck in the stomach next to me and I clawed with my right hand tightly.
The smile on his face was gone, his body wavering from standing on one leg.
"Let go dog!". He nodded and tried to pull his leg.
"Ok I'm off!".
"Yeahaaa! Bruukkk!". He fell down with one leg still holding.
"You want what a dog loe!". He screamed and panicked at the evil smiling gw.
"Hold on the barrel, just for a second it hurts!".
"Craa!". I turned her legs quickly, the sound of bones shifting so melodious was heard.
"Yahaaaaa! Guaaa feet!". He screamed in pain until the mini-market visitors came out and saw what was happening outside.
"Yeahaaa! My leg is broken! I broke my leg!". the red mohawk roared holding his right leg.
"Cup cup cup, don't cry barrel shy to be seen by many people!". Legs I lift and gw swallow bird nest project.
"Creeeeekk!". whether that's a sound I don't know, that must have seeped blood from a place I just stepped on.
"Yahaaaaa! Guuaaaa!". He now rolls a ductile cake overheating while holding a new object aja gw inject.
"Your egg bag broke huh?". I asked casually.
"Tap! I killed loe!". The blue mohawk shouted roaring furiously at the state of his theme.
He walked quickly towards the vespa and picked up a large white wrench.
The wrench he pointed at me with a murderous lust emanating from his eyes.
Everyone who was crowding in suspense watched.
Because of this roadside mini market, people who drive and walk are on a stop and walk closer to find out what is happening.
"Gw pecain nutmeg you dog!". He's still standing there screaming and threatening me.
"Tong imported goods you are proud of, better the domestic product". I took the kitchen knife from behind my shirt.
"For our barrels fighting locks made in England you're the same this is a locally made knife". I point the knife at the blue mohawk.
That guy stiffened a little at the kitchen knife I was holding.
"Don't tell me you're afraid of tong?! He said gelut is your daily activity, here prove it". I walked towards the red mohawk hair that was still in pain lying on the ground.
"You want what loe! What do you want!".
"Don't! Don't!". He's terrified.
"Dissapper!".
"Jaip!".
"Yahoooooooooo!". Shouts of blood flowed from the thighs of the red mohawk hair as I stabbed with a knife.
"Campus loe bastard!". the young man holding the english key ran towards me.
"Let'soo!".
The man who stabbed his thigh yelled again when the knife I pulled out.
"The scream of mulu lu kek cewe was pierced on the first night. Lu fell asleep here first let me play with the English key".
I immediately stood up a little run to a wider place to be more free to move.
"You run where you dogs are!". Blue wohawk hair chasing.
Many people gathered but somehow the silence, the faces of the spectators looked very tense.
They are seen holding their breath seeing the scene, the wrench vs. the kitchen knife. Workshop tools vs kitchen tools.
