Widow Pellets Teaser

Ep 164s

...Like sugar that never runs out if it is in a kiss. Like an oil that explodes if it stays in the chest....

..._Swednesday_...

...Love is both sweet and hot....

..._Eouny Jeje_'s chat...

...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...

One Week Later.

Morning is so bright. The sky looks so light blue. There are no visible clouds. The air feels cold and cool.

Aprilia came down with a vintage yellow dress, with a chest wrinkle wrapped around her beautiful neckline. He wandered through the square after plot of the courtyard of the Sadewa residence.

The heel of the shoe stopped pitting the ground. Kala, he saw Sadewa sitting with a thin man and sitting under a pendopo.

Interested to see what they are talking about. Aprilia immediately stepped towards the park pendopo.

"Oppa, who's that woman?" Aprilia squinted when she saw a beautiful picture of a woman painted on the canvas. But that's not him. Also, not Santi. Also, not the red one.

Sadewa turned her head and extended her hand, carrying Aprilia's leg up to the pendopo.

"From the storeroom."

Aprilia turned to the middle-aged man who looked extremely thin.

"Hallo," said Aprilia..

The man stuck out his hand, "Rudi, the original batik painter wrote Solo."

"Lea."

The hand shook hands. Then, the man delivered a paper bag for Aprilia.

Aprilia receives and checks. One piece of batik cloth was written as a gift.

Aprilia spread a cloth. The fabric looks beautiful with ink that incised light blue fabric.

"The fabric is so pretty. Can I exchange your WhatsApp number if I want to order the batik cloth back."

"I only have telegrams."

"Unfortunately, I don't have a telegram."

"Give me my telegram number."

"I already have your number, Sadewa."

Aprilia just smiled straightforwardly. Back, fold the batik cloth. At that moment, Rudi's phone suddenly rang.

"I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry. There's a call."

Rudi stepped home.

There was Aprilia looking at Sadewa's back who was seen observing every feature of a woman's five senses scratched in the canvas.

"Who is he?"

Sadewa turned to the origin of the voice. He cleared his throat, as if his heart was overflowing with pride, if the young lady behind his body, was seen heating up the water in the pot. Jealousy is obvious.

"A lot of paintings I want to throw away. However, I suddenly found an old painting."

Aprilia approached, standing on Sadewa's sis.

"Who is he? It doesn't look like it's on the album."

"She's Susie Andriani."

Aprilia furrowed her brows.

"He was my idol when I was young. Before I knew Tina. I'm crazy about her. Rolling Stone, Little Susi is my favorite."

"Who is he?" Aprilia folded her hands on her chest.

"Icon cooking oil during the Old Age, and also an image Princess. In the past, every look at his face. My heart is like oil that is constantly being blown."

"Call it Sunny, Oppa?"

Sadewa nodded, "Call it like that."

Aprilia sighed, "Fans only?"

"I've forgotten it. Susi Andriani is just an Old Age cooking oil icon. Now, that oil icon is just you."

Sadewa turned to the left, she looked at Aprilia, "You are Little Susi, the oil that exploded in my chest just by looking at you."

Aprilia rolled her pair of eyes over, "Really?"

"As a sugar that never runs out if in the kiss. Like an oil that explodes if it sits in the chest."

"Sugar and cooking oil are inside me. Looks like I'm fit in the kitchen, Oppa."

"The kitchen of my heart is your stall" Sadewa said.

"Oppa, it looks like you have to take part in a rhyme race. You're good at seducing."

"Just seduce yourself." Sadewa grabbed Aprilia's shoulder. Her irises look adoring.

Aprilia looked at the woman in the picture.

"She's beautiful. Until old, it will still look beautiful. Palm oil icon."

There's a pen name under the painting. Aprilia spelled out quietly, "Liong Gege, what is Oppa?"

Aprilia smiled silly, "I think you have a dragon tattoo."

"Gege is as literal as Oppa, if so."

"Bingo."

Aprilia back on canvas.

"You must be very idolizing."

Sadewa.

"She's very pretty. In fact, I used to stay at Pisces inns just to quietly look at her face. From a distance I adore the woman of my idol."

"Losmens?"

"Losmen was the term hostel or guesthouse in the Old Age. Before there was a hotel."

"What are you there for?"

"He's owner. Pisces's inn is the palm oil."

Sadewa stared in Aprilia, "Now, you're the only sugar in the tongue. Sweet gasped. Then, only the oil explodes in the chest cavity. This heart, unable to stop beating looking at little Susie's face."

Aprilia put her elbow on Sadewa's belly. He chuckles later.

"You're good at seducing, Oppa."

Joking chops swapped under the pendopo. Then, not long before Sadewa took some paper bags.

Aprilia unpacked the paper bag. I found cosmetics in it.

"What's this?"

"Our cosmetic sample."

Aprilia smiled. He's not interested at all. After all, his face was plastic. Plastic just enough to avoid the sun, and she will still look beautiful, without pore holes on her face.

Sadewa smiled at Aprilia. Then, his pair of eyes shot towards the sky. He's been sleeping pretty good these few days. Because, Aprilia continued to be by his side.

...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...

At 22:00 wib

After dinner. Aprilia resolutely refused to sleep together with Sadewa. Of course, today was the peak of the full night. The 15th. Tuyul the money giver came.

"I'm tired. I want to be alone tonight."

Aprilia stepped out of the dining room. Unaware of the disappointed look of the man. He immediately went into his room. Taking the rabbit doll as his own. Hugged it. Move left and right. However, he continued to stay awake until late at night.

Suddenly the curtain cloth sounded noisy.Wind blows tight. Lights out themselves. Remaining table lamps that are a source of lighting. At a glance, the room looks dimly yellow.

"Eoma, I'm coming!" the call came.

Aprilia grimaced in disgust. However, he was unable to hide the look on his face when Moon appeared to be suddenly present before him.

"Eoma, why be so disgusted? If you're used to it."

Aprilia moaning. He sat on the side of the bed. Let go of her doll. Staring at the adult-faced boy in detail.

"Can we break the deal?"

Moon shook his head.

"I refuse."

"Why? A lot bigger out there, Moon."

"The Made Korea, only Eoma."

Aprilia's got her heart shot now. Wanted to suddenly die silly. However, Moon suddenly jumped up and sat on Aprilia's lap.

"It's time to enjoy Moon's schedule!"

"Wait!" Aprilia held her breath.

"If I throw you away. Will I be poor?"

"Yes, beggar to be exact."

"Do you have a candle?"

Moon looked narrowed his eyes.

"Moon never had a birthday. No need for candles. However, usually the ghosts will blow the candles every 13th, as the ghosts' simultaneous birthdays. The 13th is the sacred of ghosts."

Aprilia gawking.

"I'm thinking. If you blow out the candles. You'll be gone forever."

"Sorry, different paths. The candle is called. Tuyul candle does not exist. There will never be."

Aprilia. Releasing himself fell on the bed. Giving space for the little creature to pick up the schedule.

Moon lowered her pajama neck collar. Unbuttoning. His pair of eyes will pattern the roaring flesh. Suck in until the morning before then.

By morning blind. Aprilia awakens from the tiredness that slapped her in one night. He breathed a sigh of relief. At least Moon is gone.

Disgustedly. Aprilia teased in disgust. He stared at the wall clock. At three in the morning. He immediately jumped out of bed. Entering the bathroom. Washing himself.

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