31 Days
Day 1's
...She is a magic grandmother...
...I am a mushroom...
...We really are an incompatible couple....
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For the first time, Farel invited Nana to come out together on holiday. Farel was always busy spending time with his college friends.
Farel drove the car out of the garage, they circled the street of a densely residential alley. At a glance from the glass of the car, he saw Agus talking to the surrounding residents.
"It's not that you were talking to that person last night" asked Nana who was aware of Agus' presence.
"He's a cop, plans to stay in the compound here" Farel replied.
"Mmmm.. So that cop will be our neighbor dong?" nana began to be interested.
"When you don't know Na, Agus is Surti's son. Bu Surti asked his son to stay with him, know our own environment again a lot of terror," replied Farel.
"Good dong" said Nana smiling.
"It's good, a free security guard" said Farel cuek.
"Can't dong Rel, the police is not a security guard, yes sometimes the uniform color is almost the same."
"really? Eleven twelve," said Farel continues to mock the figure of Agus.
"If for me it will be more exciting," said Nana with sparkling eyes.
"Why do you cry the same call of Agus?"
"Seru only, maybe later we will play 'catch me if you can' " babble Nana while laughing widely.
"So you think he's Tom Hanks?" farel asked with an amused smile.
"No, Tom & Jerry, Hahahahahahaha." said Nana while laughing out loud.
At that time Farel only smiled when he heard a crisp joke. He still considers if Nana always speaks nonsense and unclear.
****
They had arrived at the largest and most famous bookstore in Bekasi. Farel and Nana always separate ways, they remain in their respective affairs.
Farel did not like being close to his wife, besides being uncomfortable because it was unusual. But this time he had enough trouble, he did not find a shelf selling diary books.
Finally he asked the bookstore. Farel continued to be directed by officers, until he stopped at a shelf selling many types of diary books.
But he saw that there was Nana in the area, both eyes were very busy choosing diary books. Farel could not dodge anymore, he still had to be with his own wife.
Nana shifted closer to Farel's position. She smiled happily at her husband. There was a clear softening signal on his face.
"It's Rail, but it's far from me" said Nana while teasing Farel who was upset.
"You talk a lot Na. you've paid for the book quickly," murmured Farel riled.
"The book is good all deh.. confused must want to choose which one, choose yes for Nana, Please.." whine Nana with spoiled.
Then Nana showed me three choices of diary books mounted on the shelf. There is a pink color with the image of Rapunzel, a blue color with the image of Elsa Frozen and a yellow color with the image of princess Jasmine.
Seeing the choices and tastes of Nana who is very tacky and childish. Farel was very heartless to choose for Nana. All things that smell feminine are not suitable for his wife.
In any case, Farel's hand was looking for another book. He continued to glance at the many collections of diary books that are still on display. In the end he picked up a black diary with a slight white tinge.
"Now, this is only suitable for you," said Farel with a sly smile. He was very happy to make fun of his own wife.
Nana while looking at the picture from Farel's chosen diary. The diary is entirely black, with the character of the witch's grandmother on a broomstick. Above the magic granny was a crescent moon and white smog.
"To the magic grandmother anyway?" ask Nana wonder.
"You look like this rich witch, chatty, ugly, ugly and creepy" Farel said very casually.
Nana smiled as she was insulted by Farel. Even she seemed to be very happy with the nickname of the magic grandmother.
"It's cool, I really like Rel," replied Nana, continuing to look at the image of the witch on the front cover of the diary.
It's predictable by Farel, if Nana's bond will be like that. Until whenever Nana will not be angry even though she has said evil and inappropriate.
Suddenly Nana's hand began to reach for another diary book on the shelf. He then gave the book to Farel.
"Now it's my turn, the diary book is perfect for you," Nana said with both eyes round.
Of course Farel grabbed Nana's book of choice, he was quite curious. He looked carefully, yellow cover with a picture of white tootle red mushroom.
"Try to explain, what's wrong with this mushroom?" farel asked a little confused.
Nana then pointed at Farel's head. She stared in mystery at what was growing on her husband's head.
"Your hair is mushroom-rich, ugly and obscure" Nana replied with a flat face.
"Aahhhh..did no one tell you the slightest bit about that strange mushroom hair Rel?"
Farel could not stand it anymore, he immediately looked for a mirror attached to the wall. As soon as he saw the reflection of the shadow in front of the large mirror, he kept looking at the mushroom-shaped hairstyle.
He was furious because everyone always praised the hairstyle. Even she shaves her hair directly from the famous Indonesian hair style. This is a masculine and sexy hairstyle. But why this time Nana commented on her hairstyle.
****
On the way home from the bookstore, their car stopped right in front of a railroad sign. They were waiting for the train to pass.
Farel's gaze was focused on seeing the scenery near the train tracks. He saw a bunch of street punks hanging out on the side of an iron rail.
They were smoking, some were breathing glue and wriggling among the pretty sexy punk women.
Their skin is burned by the sun. Even in broad daylight like this, they look very comfortable with a lot of dust strewn about.
"See what you're Rel?" nana asked breaking the silence.
"Street children in strange clothes, piercings scattered and of course they stink," Farel commented with a disgusted face.
"You know what kind of rail I like about people like that?" ask Nana.
"You like them? Oh. why?" farel asked back while shivering a smile.
"They live freely, away from family, no one cares about them.
The most important thing is that if they disappear no one has ever looked for them" Nana explained casually.
"That's pathetic Na! It's not something you should like" Farel said furiously, she obviously didn't like it if Nana kept paying attention to dirty humans like them.
Plang barrier train has climbed up, apparently the train has passed. Soon Farel gas-fired the car and crossed the railroad tracks.
****
Around 10 pm, the atmosphere on the edge of the railway in Bantar Gebang is very quiet. No one crossed or just walked.
All dark and cold, the atmosphere of the night was able to make the feathers goosebumps. No sign of life.
One man was wearing a black raincoat with a head covering. The man just lowered his head down.
There was also the sound of the pounding of his boots that looked big. It was like trying to move both of his legs.
He just kept walking straight beside the tracks. I don't know where to go and where to go, but it looks very suspicious.
Not far from the direction of the stranger, there was one man who looked like a punk. He was enjoying n*rkoba with a face full of pleasure.
Anal punk was also sayup I saw the figure of people in all black clothes. He started to smile and staggered walking closer to that person.
"Hi, you're an angel huh? Look at his pale, white face," the punk's slut was right in front of the mysterious man's face.
Seeing that person does not react or respond. The punk boy chose to turn his back and walk away leaving the man in black.
Just a few steps away, from behind the black-clothed person started following him. Slowly from the hole of the loose suit sleeve, he lowered a fairly large pa lu.
He clasped the pa lu firmly, then he was preparing to attack the punk.
With very fast and light hand movements. The man's right hand immediately swung your big pa towards the back of the punk kid's head.
Bruyuk!!!!
One swing and hit the right target, making the punk fell to the ground. Seeing his target m*ti in an instant, no doubt the person is still not satisfied. He repeatedly said that the head was tubed until p*cah and h*ncur.
The body is not moving at all. Not showing any resistance. The body was already stretched stiff with great pain.
That guy then dragged the body of a punk child deep into the bush. He hid the m*yat inside a sharp leaf twig.
****
Farel had finished his first writing quite well. This is a very silly and crazy thing. He never poured his heart out on colorful paper.
He closes the diary and immediately searches for Nana in the bedroom. He had to exchange his wife's diary immediately.
When he entered Nana's room, he did not see his wife. He glanced at the wall clock that had shown at 11 p.m.
It's quite strange, yet he doesn't care at all. He immediately looked for Nana as quickly as possible, he was eager to end this night quickly.
He looked for every corner of the room but nothing. Maybe this time he should find Nana in the yard.
Farel stepped his foot behind the door. When he opened the door, he saw Nana breaking into the toolbox.
"What are you doing Na?" ask Farel astonished.
"I'm looking for a hammer, it's a red handle" Nana replied as she looked straight at Farel.
"What the hell did Na do? It's late at night, it's still a lot of work" Farel said with annoyance.
"Make the Rail rat out, right if you use a practical hammer, just stay in the bushes," replied Nana with a thin smile.