Wound Bidder

Hungrier

After the prayer at the Masjid office, Indra decided to go to the canteen to fill the stomach that began to rumble. With a strong step that is very authoritative man with a mature brown skin that put on an expressionless face. He stood in front of the elevator and waited for a moment for the door to open. When he arrived at the cafeteria his two best friends were already waiting there. They look crazy for what reason. Even the ravings of the two human children were heard until they came out of the canteen. The disturbed staff stared at their cynics, but when they saw Indra coming they turned their eyes, pretending to be busy chewing food.

"My role is the same as Dino who can change drastically that again at school. Sok-sok an become a killer teacher with a look that makes people sprained. I swear I want to ngakak, but I hold it until it wants to fart made." Fiko laughed while patting the table. His laughter collided with Tito's bass laughter to produce a rumbling sound. The soul's thrilling noise. Indra was surprised.

"Pantesan there are smells. Don't you slip in your pants."

"Where is! I thought I was a baby!"

A straw had already floated into Tito's face.

"Yes, you're a grown man who's making love!"

"Jomlo to halal," added Fiko eagerly.

They glanced at Indra who had just sat down then cheered, clenching his hands in the air. "LIVE THE JOMLO TRIO!"

"LIVE THE JOMLO TRIO!"

Indra looked at the two people. Just make it ashamed. They haphazardly branded themselves jomlo, even though he was married. Indra rubbed the shiny black hair on her head while snorting. "Jomlo gue?" He looked at them one by one. Fiko blinked and Tito also snapped, butchering. "Sorry, I'm handsome can't be single!"

Indra reached into the pocket of the suit, pulled out the phone. His fingers were busy on the flat screen for a second. It then shows the screens on two humans who are now eating the newly delivered food.

Fiko's jaw dropped until the meatballs he had not had time to chew rolled on the floor causing the victim of a girl who walked gracefully full of confidence mired, shocked by something that suddenly went his own way. Everyone laughed at the scene except for the victim and three other humans.

While Tito spouted rice on the victim's face after the girl fell. He tried to open his eyes wide, staring at Indra and the mobile phone screen back and forth, making sure the face in the object was the same as the figure of his friend. There is clearly a man in a work coat with a woman wearing a white pashmina taking pictures by showing off the ring on her finger while smiling thinly.

"This must be an editan!" tito said sure, wiping his mouth with a tissue. "Lo would want our kibulin!" Fiko by his side nodded, confirming.

"Lo think I'm doing that job? It's up to you not to believe" he said. Because they forget Indra with his stomach that is already dangdut, shouting hunger.

With an annoyed face, but not forgetting to read bismillah the sweet man devoured the food that had arrived. He bit the crab and threw his skin carelessly. Again, this girl was the victim. Her beautiful hair lodged flakes of crab skin and was probably with saliva.

His face was already red, while the three perpetrators were unaware of his actions. The next second the girl shouted and fell silent as Indra stared at her sharply. Okay, Indra maybe he won't take revenge on his boss, but his two friends

He will teach them a lesson until they ask forgiveness a million times.

"Fiko, Tito! Watch out," he threatened through the eyes.