After Promiscuity

After Promiscuity
Relief Society


The mothers at the stop called someone to help Hera, there happened to be a young man who was eating apem cake.


Plaques


The mother ran over and hit the young man's arm hard. Until the apem cake that almost entered the mouth, fell in vain.


Anjiiir apem laku.baru also buy the inner youth.


"Tole..," called the mother while breathing in.


"My name is Andy Gibratal Bu not Tole" said the young man


The mother is lazy to argue about 'tole', because she is from Semarang.


"That's please! There are cute girls want to be in the work of thugs there anyway," said Mother while pointing to the direction where the thugs took her


"Yee Ibuk, ask the police for help?"


"A big delay really don't want to nolongin. The police station is far away!" mother's talk


"Ye iye aye please, is there a fireplace?" ask Andy


"There's two, the body's big-gede,"


"Yes greetings, aye cheek gini ma'am, once the slash instantly drifted,"


"Cemen very, very, very" said the mother


"Judah we help you together, yes" Andy asked


Finally the mother helped, they looked around for where the thugs were taking her Last time the mother saw, they turned towards the turn near the stop, then where after the turn. Apparently there were a few meters from where they were standing.


The mother and Andy were hiding near an empty trash can. But it still leaves an unpleasant smell. Andy covered his nose with a t-shirt, but it still smelled too. Mom, however, did not cover her nose.


Great this mother, the smell of garbage gini his id is not in the lid or the smell of rada eror huh? Or maybe you're used to the smell of ketek her husband hihi Andy's mind


"Buruan!" tell mom to whisper


"But Mom, I'm looking for sound first" Andy fiddled with the hape and searched for police sirens. Then tell the mother to ring it when there is a cue from him.


Andy prepared to run, while giving a signal to ring it.


The sound of sirens was also resounding


"Police....! Razia bum scavenger thugs ..run...! woyy police..," cried Andy.


Then he approached the thug.


"The razzia bang! Kabuur bang and the police!" squeal Andy.


The two thugs did not go straight away, but peeked first where the police position was. Not long ago the siren sound was turned into the sound of a shopee ad.


Mampus, use the advertising show again, Andy's mind then immediately go


"Woy wants to ngibulin kite lu ye!" The thug's after Andy.


Andy ran away as fast as he could. While the mother was sneaking near the place where the thug.


"Oh, my God, let's get away," The mother untied Hera's hands and feet and they immediately ran away.


Andy is bored. He could not martial arts, let alone look at those thugs whose bodies were three times larger than his.


He stopped for a moment to take off his shoes and pelted the thug.


First throw was not hit. The second throw, about the black-clad thug who was at the very back.


"Fuck that kid!" he cried when the shoes hit his eyes until the thug stopped chasing because his vision immediately blurred.


While the thugs in jeans are still chasing. Andy immediately took off his socks. Then throw it at the thugs.


Coincidentally these socks are not changed weekly, hopefully immediately pat, inner Andy


Whuusses


The t-shirt managed to get off the leg, Andy held it to disgust


He threw a leg shirt and floated into the air and stuck it right in front of the thug.


"Huekk rotten very nih socks," the thug immediately threw it but his head became dizzy and he hit the power pole in front of him. The second thug whipped and fell.


"Selamet," he murmured


Then Andy who had run far suddenly remembered his phone was brought by the mother earlier.


"Down me," Andy turned around but he took another path so as not to meet the thug again, but as a result he had to walk a further route.


Running barefoot, hopefully the hape is also safe.


Andy went back to where he and mom were hiding.


"Where were you, yak?" Andy scratched his itchy head.


Andy looked around, still nothing.


"God hape me... Buu... Mother oiii.., fate dah," Andy was down the road where he met the mother.


He saw at the end of the road, in front of a shop there was the mother who was sitting with the woman he had met this morning.


With a loud breath, he approached the mother.


"Had Buu, I'm looking for it here, apparently," Andy managed to catch his breath.


"This is a boy who did not let you know earlier" he told Hera.


Hera looked at Andy while holding a glass filled with warm tea.


"Thank you" Hera said to Andy, smiling


His smile was a death for Andy


"I-iya are the same," Andy also smiled at Hera


"Hape you, hmmm how good," said the mother, returning Andy's phone while looking for something that stinks.


"Anything was I went into the trash, so bauk deh," the alibi Andy so as not to be shy in front of women.


"Good luck so you can run from the pursuit of thugs, where do you shoes trus?" ask Hera


"Well, I salute you" said the mother


"Yes his shoes make thugs," replied Andy, "I'm Andy Bu... Andy Gibratal, don't le le dong," he said a little upset because from earlier the mother called him tole


"Haha Tole was a call for younger boys in Javanese. The call 'tole' is also commonly called by parents to small children, even though there is no blood relation. I see..," explained the mother


"Ooh so, just whose mother's name?" Ask Andy


"My name is Endah, let me go home first yes, you be careful son! This is Jakarta, do not wear clothes too tight and mini kayak so," said the mother as she moved from her seat.


The mother's advice made Hera look down a little embarrassed and then fix her clothes. Blazer but still looks sexy


"Thank you Ma'am" said Hera waving as she walked away.


Andy sat with his feet barefoot and the unpleasant aroma evaporated a little because the aroma was carried by the wind.


"Your name is Andy...Thanks, I'm so bad because this morning you got hit by someone. Now it's got you in the pursuit of the Thugs, "Hera changed her call more politely to Andy.


"It's better 'Lo-gue' than 'me-you',"


"I'm old, it's not polite you call me 'Lo'" said Hera


"Oh yeah, how much?"


"Udah 35 years. Two widows, one divorced alive, the other divorced dead. Now again busy looking for work, very sad my life..," Hera looked down suddenly he confided with the person he just met.


"Don't be sad, Auntie, I'm only 21. God willing we are fools," said Andy from ceplos, while rubbing Hera's back


"What do you mean, Loh,?" asked Hera while wrinkling her forehead