
Solo bus majors are still busy and waiting for passengers, the cave immediately entered when the bus is still empty to find a comfortable seat.
The cave chose to sit the front bench near the door because of the wider viewing distance.
Because this non-AC bus so the cave is free to spend time to shine, cigarettes that have been painted the same Jono last night with the pulp of coffee melts.
One by one the passengers started to board but the bus was still not running because there were still benches that were not filled.
The cave sees the watch and the time shows one o'clock at noon.
After the cave abis 3 cigarettes finally the bus left the city of Purwodadi and headed to the city of Solo.
This time the cave does not feel or smell that makes mabok again, the cave can enjoy the trip comfortably.
With the breeze coming from the side window, the cave eyes felt heavy and began to fall asleep.maybe the effects of soy sauce yesterday and stay up too.
The cave awakens when the conductor requests a fare and begins to enter the Solo city area.
The cave evaporates wide with both eyes of water, seeing the watch already at 3 pm. even though only 2 hours of cave sleep feels very good.
The bus slowed down as it entered the terminal area of Tirtonadi.
Cave goes down with gontai because abis wake up still lemes.
Gua does not want to rush to find a bus majoring in Jogja Giwangan terminal because the stomach of the cave is getting hungry and needs to look for nutritional intake.
Maybe this terminal entered into the grandest terminal in Indonesia because of its facilities and area.
Currently the cave is felt in the eastern region where food stalls and souvenirs are still in the terminal area.
The cave sits comfortably while waiting for the kosongan meatballs without vermicelli that the cave ordered since 10 minutes ago.
The terminal atmosphere is very lively and so crowded, probably because it is Sunday and many people are going home on weekends or holidays.
Maybe the meatballs that the cave ordered for him in Cirebon because it was so long ago, to eliminate the cave just enjoy the scenery.
If the passing man or the mothers of the cave eyes immediately withered, different if the cute women passing let alone the slim and wear tight jeans or mini skirts The cave eyes immediately bright.
The mouth and lips of the cave hold so as not to whistle.
The cave brain has indeed been contaminated, when in Jakarta it was just a base and mabok that was in the mind of the cave.
Different when the cave began to live in Jogja and surrounded by cute women, especially after feeling the pleasure of the world with Bianca.
It always seems to want to repeat this, what might be this because of the hormones of the cave's passionate youth or maybe it is a maniac cave.
Looks like if the cave doesn't hold it slowly will become this demon cave.
"This is meatballs and bitter iced tea, please".
Cave daydreams are scattered with women who put bowls and ice cups on the front table of the cave.
The woman without apology for the cave waiting for a long time just went that way, what a very disrespectful service.
Rather than emotions themselves just ignore the cave and do not take a headache, immediately cave racik meatballs by adding a little vinegar and sweet soy sauce, no sambal because the cave does not like spicy.
Although the service is bad but the cave admits the taste of the meat is good, the cave is not food creator content so can not describe the taste in detail.. if the cave is smoky and it goes into the taste of the cave will definitely immediately say cave is delicious, cave as simple as that.
The cave ate quickly and 10 minutes later the meatballs and gravy had slipped into the stomach of the cave, as well as bitter iced tea.. It's mixed in the stomach.
Although not very full-blown but it is enough to odd stomach and later at night eat again with Bianca.
The plan later will ask to pick up the same cave girl whose body is good, in the Giwangan terminal of course while giving her orders.. The gap of the cave long ago the path of the caterpillar and grasshopper.
"Excuse me already, how much meatballs and iced tea in total". The cave asked politely and opened the wallet.
"110 thousand". Answer that concisely dense and clear woman with a sitting position while playing and without looking at the cave, really feel not appreciated cave as a consumer.
And also anything with that price, meatballs that only contain 6 seeds of the same 110 thousand cooked ice, is it possible that the owner of this stall will take the Hajj quickly.
"Sorry how much was that?". The cave asked once again because it was not reasonable at all that the price.
The woman immediately glanced at the cave with a dislike gaze, "110 thousand mas, 100 thousand meatballs and 10 thousand iced tea". With a sewer he answered.
Dogs! If the guy has this tabok cave guy, the cave takes a deep breath and tries to be patient.
Soon the cave just pay with the right money, want to debate the food has entered the stomach of the cave.
Perhaps the meat used for meatball batter is the original meat from Australian farms and its broth from the Himalayan promulgation tears, the spices used were probably picked directly from the amazon forest and the bowl used was a chicken bowl inherited from the Ming dynasty.
Maybe also the waiter and cashier was an ancient human who lived until now, seen who did not have manners and krama system.
While stepping away the cave trying to think positively, if the ingredients are like that.. It is only natural that the price is high.
The cave runs towards the departure area of the return bus and easily finds the bus to Jogja.
Soon the cave went up and it was full of passengers and the conductor driver was already inside.
Fortunately the cave did not debate at the meatball stall earlier, if the debate must have missed and must wait for the next bus.
Just now the cave stick the buttocks on one empty bench left, the bus engine has been turned on and not long started to drive slowly out of the terminal Tirtonadi.
This time my fellow with the young man from earlier seemed to glance at the cave, but when the lyric cave behind it the boy lowered his head.
From the thick glasses he was wearing and the clothes that were put in his neat cake pants he was eleven twelve Rio tea when he did not know Udin and Reza, cupu and katrok.
Cave does not take a headache, maybe he is fascinated by the pretentious and arrogant style of the cave that sits while crossing his legs.
The mouth of the cave wryly forget abis eat no cigars, immediately the cave take a pack of L.A ice from the pocket.
"Cigarette tong!". With a bold cave style typical of the bullies tawari youth next door.
"I'm sorry I didn't smoke". He replied slowly while timidly looking at the cave.
"Cowo really does not smoke, can get asthma loe entar.. It's take one". Cave forcing.
"Sorry I am..
Not yet he continued the words have given the cave a sharp death look.
"Take one!". Fucking wicked cave, snapped weak man but cave likes.
"i. i. yes mas". With stammering and trembling hands he took 1 cigarette from the pack that the cave thrust.
"Well, that's good, we can make it together". The cave smiled widely, the oath tempe this very child has a mental.
Cave put a cigarette in the mouth, take a match and..
Not yet the cave lit the fire but the match in the hands of the cave has been lost which precisely in sahut quickly by the hands of people who sit on the bench sebrang.
Young man brunette skin with wearing army costume.
"This korek I confiscate until you come down, don't smoke.. Because there are many children on the bus".he said lightly while putting a cave match into his pocket.
"Tong, see no next to the cave.. There's a hero of the kesorean".