
"Eh, there's Mr. Momogi, you want to eat, sir," said a man as soon as he saw the leader of the virgin village, entering a restaurant where the man is now.. Although the virgin village is famous for the village left behind, but the village does not look like a village left behind. The facilities and infrastructure there look complete including the restaurant.
"Well, as usual, " replied Mr. Momogi, the man chose to sit in the chair opposite the man who had greeted him. That person was the owner of the restaurant, and he was so familiar with the customers at his place of business.
"What did you order this time, sir? Is the food the same as yesterday?" ask the owner of the house to eat while moving from his seat and immediately go to the kitchen area located behind the man's seat.
"Today I want to eat rice and rib soup again, is there?"
"Of course there is. Wait a minute, sir," the owner of the restaurant just rushed to prepare everything related to the order of the village head. After waiting for approximately fifteen minutes, a serving of rib soup with a plate of rice and several additional side dishes were presented in front of the table in front of the village head.
"Make one more serving like this, but it's wrapped?" order Mr. Momogi while preparing to enjoy the dishes served on the table.
The owner of the restaurant was wrinkled. "Tumben in the wrap? Is there a guest at home?" ask the man while again preparing the same material.
"No. For myself," replied the village chief lying. "it so happens that I'm still eating noodles or bread. Make some supplies."
The owner of the restaurant smiled and seemed to understand the reason that came from the man's mouth. At the same time, several people entered the same restaurant. Most people who eat at the restaurant are people who decide to live alone without having a serious relationship with someone.
The rules of this country do free its citizens to live single. Only certain people are required to marry and have families, such as presidents and officials. It was a condition for supporters as officials and as a symbol of formality only. Because of the high rate of percerain, it becomes a factor of the citizens who prefer to live single.
However, even so, there are also rules, it is forbidden to abort the womb. Even all those who commit such acts, will be categorized as severe crimes with the threat of death penalty in return. Therefore, in order not to be too burdensome, every child born, all his needs will be borne by the government until the child turns fifteen years old.
"Do you know where we can find a woman who likes a sour smell?" ask the village head to the owner of the restaurant after he finished enjoying the dish.
"Smell sour? What kind of sour smell, sir?" ask the owner of the restaurant while finishing dishes for other guests.
"Tumben nyari women who like the smell of sweat? Usually the important thing is beautiful and sexy, sir."
Mr. Momogi immediately whined. "Yes a different sensation. Do you have any acquaintances?"
"If I don't know. But you ask the house next door, there are many women. There was once there."
"Ah right also, yes already, I am there later," said Mr. Momogi seemed enthusiastic. He immediately made a payment using a barcode as a means of transaction. After that Mr. Momogi went to the building next to the restaurant. A place of fitness and beauty that is certainly visited by many women.
Rico is still playing computer. Now he is playing games as saturated medicine because all day he continues to stay indoors. After a few minutes, the owner came with a beautiful woman.
"Well, is there a president's son?" exclaimed the woman as she went inside and saw a young man whose face was indeed no stranger to the people of Wangiland. The woman approached Rico and greeted him. "You're alive?" ask the woman.
"Well, as you can see," not Rico answered, but Mr. Momogi.
"Wahh! not expecting, huh? You can escape death" he cried enthusiastically.
"Then you served the president's son well tonight?"
"What! So whose body smells sour, Rico?" the woman looked surprised, and the nod of Mr. Momogi, made the woman's face sparkle while looking fixedly at Rico. "Bailklah, I will suck all the sour smell in your body." Rico smiled happily.
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