
"Vee pretty, I'm coming home anterin want?" god James is no longer sustainable for Vee.
"Sorry yes, the princess picked dong back home. Uh, but Rey, do you know of any cool photo spots in the area near campus here?" ask Vee.
"Talk Rey" complained James, while still tidying up his college equipment.
"Know dong. So you follow my IG account, there I upload a lot of cool photos. Why do you ask where the photo is?" said Rey who even promoted her social media account.
"For a long time I did not hunt for photos, want to find a place where photos are usually familiar with people, worth the history, but rarely they visit" said Vee.
"Ehm, a kind of ancient site that is cheap but not glimpsed by the surrounding community" he continued.
"Oh, ada. A little far away, the deck is the same as my home. So this site is a kind of small temple that used to be a stopover for the king. There are empty stone pools and stone buildings that do not know what their function is. That said, the pool was where the new concubines of the king took a bath to look beautiful and fresh on the first night" Rey explained.
"The kings are special" said James, whose brain has traveled everywhere.
"Let's not so dirty Mes" ucao Rey patted James on the head.
"Mess... Mes... I'm James" said James, who did not accept the nickname Rey gave him.
"Oh, cool that's for sure. May you tell me where the address is. You come home from college I want to go straight there" apparently Vee is very interested.
"Lo can follow me, because the site is close to my home. I want to go home" Rey replied.
"May, the driver I've been standing by in the parking lot. You guys want to go to the parking lot too, right? Barengan yuk" take Vee.
"Gue joined dong Vee, at home nganggur nih" said James.
"But remember don't mess around" Rey said.
"Eh, what the fuck. There is no yes. By the way, did you bring Vee's camera?" james asked as he left his class, walking side by side with Rey and Vee.
"Bring dong, look at it" said Vee, who started taking out his expensive camera.
"Well, your camera is really cool Vee. It's really expensive. Don't you ll the son of a tyrant huh?" said Rey.
"No, it's Papa Yudha's birthday present" Vee replied.
"Sir Yudha that was Vee yesterday?" james asked, apparently he still remembered the incident at that time.
"Yes, when you want to mess with me it's James" said Vee casually, there was no grudge in his heart.
"After I find out, Rey. Mr. Yudha is an influential person on this campus, he owns several star hotels scattered in several major cities in this country. How do you know someone like that, Vee?" ask James.
"Yes, the length of the story. Anyway he's my adoptive papa. Have you come or not James? All of you later become a free model I deh, hehe" Vee's plan began to be arranged. Good looking visual James can be used as a model.
"It could be Vee, but just a clash of doang ya. You end maghrib I want to nganterin my aunt to the hospital" said James.
"Okay, it's up to you. Yuk ah, go. The driver was waiting" said Vee who had covered approaching the Senopati family car.
"Vee's car is cool as well, James" said Rey, who was walking with James to their vehicle.
"Yes, maybe he's a bastard's son. I just don't want to say it" said James.
"Well, Rey, I'm a friend of his High School. His house is on top of that, Rey's luxurious house. His home is his own he said" said James who gossiped about Vee.
"Lo guy but his mouth is so dynamic James. But I am proud that I have a friend like him. Tough chicks, unfortunately, already have one" Rey said.
"Pocket dong" cried Vee who still saw his two friends talking on their motorcycles.
"Uwah, doi is angry bro" Rey said as she chuckled softly.
As the motorcade progresses, Rey and James precede Vee, who is with the driver.
And unbeknownst to them, apparently there was already a car trailing from behind. The driver who looks very alert is looking for opportunities to be able to harm one of them.
It turned out that it was quite far, from half-four, Vee had just arrived at the place Rey meant it at four o'clock and fifteen minutes.
"So, wait a minute, I'm not long" said Vee to the driver.
He rushed to meet his two friends who had first entered the ancient bathing area.
"Uwah, it's really cool Rey's place. Your house is near here?" ask Vee who's been busy with his camera.
"Yes, would you like to stop by?" said Rey offered.
And if you have to deal with the camera, it makes Vee a little forget about time. Because there are so many cool photos and videos that he has got by using an impromptu model without capital, namely Rey and James.
Not bad, handsome men are so usually sold expensive. But these two children willingly became the material for the needs of the Vee camera.
"Eh, it's afternoon. I went back first, afraid my mother nyariin" said Rey who realized if the sky began to turn orange.
"Yes, thank you Rey" said Vee.
"Gue is also yes Vee, because this abis directly nganterin my aunt to the hospital" James also said goodbye.
"Lo don't come home, Vee. Although this is near the village, but it will take time for you to run and ask for help if there is anything" Rey reminded her best friend.
"Yes, I went home too. Take it easy" said Vee relaxed.
"Yaudah, we go first Vee" Rey and James said, waving after shaking hands with each other.
After the death of his two friends, Vee again busy with his camera.
Now he was aiming for the place in an empty state. Find the best spot for later in the edit as if the bath is still working.
Looking at the two friends who had left, suddenly someone came from behind the body of the driver who was busy with his cellphone while sitting on the hood of the car.
Suddenly the man smacked the nape of the driver Vee unconscious and lay on the ground in front of the car.
After that, with a slow and careful step, the man began to enter the bathing area to look for Vee's whereabouts.
The atmosphere was already late in the afternoon, when Vee woke up and looked around. Apparently the sky was orange and the afternoon wind started to blow slowly, making her hair waving beautifully.
"It turned out to be late afternoon, I went home" muttered Vee, standing slowly and tidying up.
Hihihi
Hehehe
Suddenly, Vee's ears caught the laughter of some women from the bathroom that had previously been very quiet.
"Worthy of hearing the voices of the girls" Vee wondered as he sharpened his ears to find the source of the sound.
The wind blew breezy with orange light which gradually saw glare in Vee's eyes. He made the girl squint her eyes to see more clearly.
Suddenly the appearance of the temple was changed in Vee's view. Creeper plants that previously grew irregularly with moss scattered everywhere, now turned into beautiful ornamental plants. Similar to red betel leaves, yellow betel and also green betel that is deliberately planted and spread in a place that has been prepared.
So beautiful!
In some corners there is also a small pond filled with water and some gold fish that swim to and fro.
"Uwah, the place can be this good" muttered Vee who was still curious and walked slowly through this bathing area.
There was a stone that seemed to be a chair, located near the fish pond and facing the middle of the closed bath. Vee climbed the stone to see his surroundings more clearly.
It turned out that around the bath was covered by a stone wall that was pitch-black and sturdy. There's some bulkhead in here, like a house without a roof.
Vee was standing in the front room, which was connected to a stone-walled hallway that Vee believed led to the main room in the form of a large bath.
From where he stood, Vee could hear the sound of laughter that had not stopped.
Curious, the girl went down the rock and started walking slowly into the main bathing room.
The faint sound of laughter turned into the choir of several women. Vee peeked out from the perimeter wall, looking inside the bath room to make it look clearer.
While the man who had managed to take down the driver Vee, now trying to find the whereabouts of Vee who is actually the main target.
His slowly trying steps made no sound. The man began to comb through the entire contents of the ancient bathing site to look for Vee's whereabouts.
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