WOMEN WITHOUT TEARS

So Slave

Since Gracia's event, Kabila n d gank her agreed a thousand percent. Dance from them. Although it seems difficult to implement. For some reason, Dari had so firmly gripped them with her grace. Only a few times. That is not their request. The Tarinya alone impose the will. Very eager to treat them.

One day he was put in a cantina. Kabila had already motivated himself and his friends to dare to refuse Dance's orders.

"Say no to Dance" said Kabila pumping the courage of his friends. Including to himself.

The courage to say that alone, Kabila had nurtured him. Day and night. He transferred it to his group this morning. This afternoon Kabila n d gank will be executed.

Tari entered the canteen. Developing a smile at Kabila n d ganknya, who was sitting together. Their hearts began to pound incoherently. Dance with their eyes tails.

"We certainly can, friend" Kabila whispered to his friends.

"We must unite" Gracia said, also in a whisper.

"Okay.as planned" Kabila said again and straightened his back.

Before Tari puts her ass in front of Kabila. Soon Kabila stood up and followed his gank members. Then gestured through his eye movements. Directing to all members of his gank to get away from the canteen.

His gank members obey Kabila. They all stand up and leave. Following Kabila who had already walked gracefully towards the canteen door

Spontaneous emotions Dance peaked into her crown. Before Kabila was far away. Dance will teach Kabila. But someone stuck out his leg. Legs of Dance. The handsome taripun fell on the floor. His face was about a pair of shoes of a friend.

"Thank you. But don't take it that time. Salim is enough." said the shoe friend kissed Tari. As a result of falling down earlier.

Spontaneous other friends on a loud laugh. Including Kabila who immediately stopped stepping and turned to look at Dari. When Dance fell.

While standing up. Heard the laughter of his friends.

"Who pushed me !" tanya Dance with a scream.

His eyes were wildly staring at all of his friends. Everyone just looked down. Pretend to see each other's hp. Dance rattled and snorted.

"Nobody pushed you. You fell by yourself. That's why the road uses the eyes too. Don't get angry" said someone from the corner of the canteen. His voice is a boy's voice.

Dance also noticed a group of guys who were in the corner. They are all down too. Look at each other's screens. So it's hard to be sure, who's the guy who dares to say that to Dari.

"Cowardly !...Sissy!.." cried Dance again. The guy who owns the voice.

Kabila looked back at the members and gestured with a movement of his head to continue leaving. Dance saw Kabila's head movement. Tuing!.soon arise in his heart, that this incident was initiated by Kabila. Kabila is the one responsible.

Unexpected by anyone. Suddenly back Dance chasing Kabila. Run like a strong wind, wus !...Dance arrived behind Kabila's back and immediately pushed him strong. Kabila fell on the side of the canteen door. Duk!.His head hit the door kosen.

"Lo's campus !" yell Happy dance. Watching Kabila fall.

"Oh!.." cried Kabila and held his torn, wounded temple. Taripun's laughter broke. See the temple Kabila.

"Lo ungrateful friend !. I treat it, the cave is fine.but you stabbed me !. Fuck you Kabila !" said Dance with a loud voice. His expression was like that of a madman on the street.

"Who else asked for our treaties. Lo aja kegeeran treat us" Gracia open voice. His line of face showed courage against Dance.

While helping Kabila to get up, stand up. Dance stepped closer to Kabila and Gracia. Spontaneous Kabila and Gracia holding hands. As if agreeing to fight. Against whatever form of action dance next to them.

While some of their friends were shocked. Like an audience hypnotized by a tense scene. Hold your breath and wait with a thump. What will Dance do to Kabila and Gracia.

Some of them have turned on the video on their respective phone. Also with the heart beating fast. Fear of being caught dancing. Fear also with the next dance action. Where they can only watch to record.

Exactly what Kabila, Gracia and other friends thought. Dance will not be satisfied. Seeing Kabila just tear on the temple and bleed. According to Tari, it was still a little blood. Must be spilled a lot.

But they anticipate too late. Because for a moment Dance was silent in front of them. Just looking at them with a cynical smile. Then Dance turned her body. As if I were going to stay away from them.

Kabila and Gracia are negligent. They look at each other. Even Gracia would wipe away the blood of Kabila that flowed through her mess. Gracia took a tissue from her skirt pocket. Suddenly with quick movement. Exceeding the speed of Jet Lee's shadowy kicks. The dance turned again towards them.

"Awaaaaasss!!!.." a warning shouted, but it was too late. The dance has managed to push strong Kabila's body. Kabila is thrown out, along with Gracia.

They fell in front of the canteen entrance. This time, I did not laugh anymore. Even just walk away with a winning smile. Stepping past Kabila and Gracia who were still trying to get up, sat down.

After Dance some distance, then friends swarm them. Someone helped them. Some also condemned their actions. Including the canteen mother.

"You guys.who just recorded the incident, come on.send to Mr. Principal. As a barbutnya" stressed the canteen mother. After Kabila and Gracia sat back on a bench, near the entrance of the canteen.

"Yeahhhh..gue salfok"

"Gue too.The cave recording there is no Dance"

"Gue too..exhausted.gue startled to hear the cry of January"

"Yes.gue too..."

The canteen mom just patted her eel. Heard the report of the children who failed to make the video recording. Everyone admitted to focusing wrongly. Heard the cry of January. The evidence is only the temple of Kabila and the witnesses are alive.

The incident did not only leave a wound on the temple of Kabila. Also left a warning for Kabila n d ganknya and other friends. To stay away from dance.

Such a deep fear haunted them. Every time I see Dance. While Tari who realized the fear of her friends, so happy. More eager to get along with them.

Showing sweet-ass, soft-ass, good-ass and all sorts of pretentiousness that can get into the fear of his friends. Because the fear of her friends is the source of the power of happiness of a Dance.

Even to Kabila and Gracia, it was as if Tari had forgotten the incident. Without feeling careless, Tari always approached them. Even though they seem to be away from him. It's not a problem for dance. As long as they were afraid of Dance, that was what he wanted to enjoy. Give birth to a more arrogant arrogance in him, that he is the real big boss and not Kabila.

Enjoying her new happiness, Tari became a good boy at home. Coming home from school, it was on time. If you are at home, Tari will feel at home for a long time in his room.

Enjoy snacks that have been stocked at home. The snack was his Kabila n d gank tribute to her. Snacks plus soft drinks. All of this should be given every day.

While enjoying the food and soft drinks, Tari imagined the fear of Kabila n d gank her. Until he ignored the screams of his mother in front of the door of his room. After a while, I was tired of myself. Then he goes about his habit every afternoon.

The dance estimate is very precise. Because then the atmosphere in front of his room was quiet. No more mother's noise. Dance rushed out of her room. As soon as he opened the door, there was a father standing in front of the door of his room.

"Dad ?" said Tari, astonished to see the unusual father. Stand like a doorkeeper.

Without an opening word, dad immediately pulled up Dance's arm. Dance without a word, follow dad. His heart is ready to accept any law from father.

Turns out dad took Tari to Mbah Kahpok's room. And Tari still said nothing. Even though his heart was filled with question marks.

Mbah Kahpok was sitting cross-legged in front of his 'trash bin.

"Obati him.biar don't steal anymore" the father's message to Mbah Kahpok.

Dad handed over Dance to Mbah Kahpok. Dari still did not say a word to protest or question. Like there was some force infiltrating his soul. Forcing him to obey in silence.

When I went out of that room. Instantly I sat up Dance stood up. His body was cold and felt frozen. Mbah Kahpok looked at him with a mischievous look.

Dance that is already defenseless, hypnotized in obedience. Only silence when Mbah Kahpok lay it on a mattress that has been held near the 'trash bin' it. Touching his body and completing his long-buried manhood.

As a result of his body borrowed by nyai to become a container. Between father and nyai. Now the nyai again on leave, say screech. Because the mango tree that was his incarnation was cut down by the mother. This is the time for Mbah Kahpok to complete his longing for the female body. Especially the body of a virgin woman, like Dance.

Plup..plup...Mbah Kahpok lengthened the whole body of Dance. Completing his 'thirsty' with a grim.\*\*\*