12 Badoets
Naked Limo

"Didn't I tell you to shut up and obey!" snapped Angel fierce.

"The three of us are a team, you should be honest with me to get our plans on track" Wildan replied. He began to dare to argue Angel.

"Who said we were a team? All you have to remember in your head is that without you me and Nilla can do the search for the Clowns. We have been moving both of us all along. My meeting with you was just a coincidence because I followed Clown number 6 to your house." Angel pointed her index finger at Wildan's face.

"I'll let you go along with our plan both for nothing more than the kindness of my heart. I thought you were as lucky as I was. Life is ruined because of that damn clown mask*n! Don't think I need you in this Clown quest. Big No's! With or without you, I will continue to act. So, stop whining if you still want to move with us!" threaten Angel with her face reddened. Wildan this time was speechless, at a loss for words.

Angel hurried to leave Wildan still standing. Nilla tailed behind Angel to the car in the middle of the yard.

"Didn't you feel too much for him, Ngel?" tanya Nilla half whispered. Angel suddenly stopped her steps and turned to Nilla.

"There's no time to whine Nilla. What I said was a reality. If he's useful please join this hunt. If he is just a thorn, it is better to be lifted from now on before getting stuck deeper," replied Angel firmly.

Nilla was unable to reply to Angel's words. He memorized very well, Angel's stubborn attitude, and difficult to accept the opinions of others. Nevertheless, Angel is the one who puts forward his goals more than anything.

Sometimes Nilla was concerned about Angel. The woman always looked angry. They are less able to enjoy the colors of the world. Though in life, there is not only a dark color full of revenge. But there are also bright colors that symbolize love and happiness.

These days, Nilla observes Angel slightly changing while with Wildan. There was laughter heard, there was a red face blushing, there were also other expressions shown by women who used to put on a sangar face. Nilla suspects, Angel wants to cover up or suppress his feelings that.

Nilla hopes in her heart, may Wildan still be willing to be with them. Nilla wanted to see Angel had a cheerful expression and could look at the world from a different angle. Life is like a coin. There are always two sides to look at. If there is a side of resentment and sadness there must be another side of happiness and cheerfulness. If a person is only on one side, then his life will not be balanced.

Nilla's hopes were in fact granted. When they got into the car, visible from the rearview mirror, Wildan followed by the way the road was fluttered. Looks like he has trouble stepping due to the high heels worn.

"I'm coming with you guys" Wildan said after getting in the car. He took a seat next to Angel who was behind the wheel.

"I'll try not to ask too many questions. Because after thinking about it, if you don't meet you, maybe my life has no purpose anymore when you leave" Wildan continued in a soft voice.

"Now put on the seat belt. And prepare your act. . .Wilnona," said Angel turn on the engine of his car. Nilla smiled in the back seat observing the two people sitting in the front seat. For Nilla, Angel and Wildan's behavior is like the comic character Vegeta and Bulma. Often quarrels but there is care and maybe just affection.

The car driven by Angel is traveling at medium speed. Split the crowded and noisy streets of the city. The sound of the honking horn was earthy in the middle of the crowded hours people were leaving for work.

When the car reached a corner on the border of the city area, it appeared that several police officers were conducting a vehicle raid. It's impossible to turn around because it will feel suspicious, Angel slows down the speed of his car. Wildan looked panicked. Cold sweat dripped down his forehead. Removing powder that is a little too thick.

"Where is this?" ask Wildan to shift his seat.

"Calm down. Think of it as a test for your acting" Angel said.

"Good afternoon Ma'am" the police officer politely said after the windshield was lowered.

"His late father" Angel replied with a smile. Nilla smiled, while Wildan silently looked away.

"I'm sorry to interrupt the trip. Can you show me the letters?" ask the police officer.

Angel presented STNK car as well as his latest Driving Permit Letter. Police officers immediately checked the letters, while occasionally looking at license plates, also glancing at the people inside the black car.

"Sorry Mother. Is Njengan's friend sick? How do you look pale?" asked the police officer to point at Wildan who was silent.

"Ah, no sir. He's another PMS" said Nilla perfunctorily.

"Ohh. Alright. Please continue the journey and always be careful and vigilant" said the police officer with a friendly smile.

Angel nodded, then immediately stepped on the gas pedal. The car is back on the road, now at a higher speed.

"Damn! Your tense face is suspicious even guobl*k!" angel is upset.

"Huhh, sorry. I thought they'd recognize me." Wildan sighed.

"Calm down, my makeup on your face is almost perfect. You need to relax Wildan. Also more often down, to cover your jaw," continued Nilla with a smile.

"In Ki Sarno's place later you should be able to eliminate your nervousness." Angel advises. Wildan just nodded.

Angel's black car is now passing through a village road made of cement. Along the way there are green leafy teak trees because it is in the rainy season. When dry, the view will certainly look different. The teak tree will molt, aborting its leaves to reduce evaporation. Like dead wood, it stands tall and sturdy without leaf sheets on its dry branches.

After a few turns, and a little climb, the car finally pulled over in front of a joglo-style house with charming carvings. Parked some fancy cars in his garage. In addition, there are also dozens of motorcycles in the front yard of the house, it looks like they are prospective patients of the shaman who is in line.

On the front page of the house is a large plaque that reads Ki Sarno Legowo. Also a Javanese script that can not be read by Angel, or Nilla. While Wildan did not seem to care, busy playing his fingers that felt cold.

Angel observed the house that stood majestically in the area of the village land full of teak trees. Right next to the front door with beautiful carvings swerving, stood two handsome men dressed all in black with a uniform batik headband. They circulated their views to everyone who came to visit the place of his master.

"We have to wait until all the patients come home. We'll be the last patients" Angel said. Nilla nodded in agreement. Wildan still sighed with depressed eyes.

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