365 Days On A Remote Island With A Lady Painter
Speak Something Serious
"Uhuk, I think his name is goa peri." I put my hand back.
"The so-called, created a fairy cave, with infinite beautiful scenery in front of the eyes." I looked at Patricia with a grin.
“Kub kill you if you use the name goa peri.” Patricia blushed in embarrassment and pulled out her fist.
"I, I'm killing you! Shut up, don't talk anymore, every day just know talk about weird stuff!”
“Don't be angry, don't be angry, I'm just kidding.” I immediately raised my hand to beg for mercy, and smiled looking at the upset Patricia.
“Mesum, motherfucker!” Patricia looked at me cynically.
"Haha, I didn't say anything, you alone whose mind was off the mark." I'm making fun of him.
“Can you make a good name seriously!” Patricia looked at me with a reddened face due to a shy blush.
“Gilang family's large chicken cage is good, I like it very much.” As I spoke I picked up a stone, preparing to carve his name in front of the cave.
“What do you do?” Patricia asked me.
"I want to write his name." I said.
"Can not, the large chicken coop of the Gilang family does not sound good, mending we call goa peri.. no, goa bidadari only.” Patricia looked at.
"Goa angel? That's a good name. Later when it has saved Sherly, then in this cave aka tone 7 bidadari.” I laughed and carved the name of the angel cave on the big rock outside.
"How, my writing is good, right?" I'm staring.
"Your writing is the same as yours."
"The same looks as me, right?"
“Sama-sama ugly!” Patricia sneering.
"It's not good to lie." I looked at him, "How beautiful is this writing."
“You are just like a perverted monkey, your writing is also ugly.” Patricia looked at me and said.
Patricia was completely unconscious. When he regained consciousness, he blushed in embarrassment, then raised his leg and kicked me. I caught his ankle.
“Duh, sick, what are you so using energy for.” Shouted Patricia, “Quick release me.”
"I've used energy just like that? I haven't even moved.” I loosen hands, “I just don't move, you hurt what.”
“You so use energy, of course I feel pain, no one has dared to reach my ankle.” Patricia glared at me.
"Oh, first time, it's only natural that the first time it hurts, I understand” I grinned.
“Can you speak something seriously.” Patricia sighed and looked at me.
"I speak very seriously, you whose mind is off the mark." I said.
I looked at him, I liked to see him who was upset because of me and helpless.
“I don't care, I'm lazy to pester you.” Patricia turned and walked away.
He always said I was lazy, but when I talked to him, he always answered. Women are very strange.
Elizabeth and Rose came and saw the words I wrote. Rose doesn't understand, Elizabeth knows but doesn't know what it means.
"What is goa angel?" Elizabeth asked me.
I patiently told them the story of the Seven Angels. After listening to her, the eyes of these two beautiful women shone.
"What do you two want?" I asked them when I saw them holding knives in their hands.
"Go cut the flowers, we want to use the branches and leaves of the flowers to make cosmetics, if the time is prolonged, fear the skin will become dull." Elizabeth explained it with a helpless expression.
"Cosmetics?" I just realized. Their skin is very nice, "Who made it?"
"Anna, he can do everything." Elizabeth grabbed Rose's hand, "Relax, we're not going too far anyway, there's flowers everywhere."
"I'm coming with you guys to go." I said, "I want to go with you too."