DRAGON CARVED JADE BRACELET
Chapter 87: SPREADING FOUL ODOR

    Because he felt ridiculed and insulted by his son, nephew, brother and sister-in-law, who said that his body stinks, then Mr. Boss immediately went to leave the house. I was angry at the words of his family. Because according to his sense of smell, this Boss does not smell bad from his body. He thinks his family is making it up. In fact, he also thought that his family would not accept him who was considered a worthless carcass and dirty his house. Understandably, Mr. Boss has just come out of prison, then his feelings are still sensitive.

    That night, Mr. Boss went to his friend's house. Not just want to meet, but certainly want to vent.

    "Hello, Ndan .... How are you ...?!!" greet Mr. Boss when entering the house of his friend, who used to be a business friend.

    "Wei .... Big boss .... Here, Bas .... Login here. Piye kabare ...?" greet the friend who sits on the terrace.

    "Well ..." replied Mr. Boss who immediately sat on the porch next to his friend.

    "When out?" ask friend.

    "Yesterday .... Just three days ago." replied the Boss.

    However, just sitting side by side, the friend was bewildered by the foul smell that stung his nose. The host looked down, looked up at the terrace floor, and searched in its small garden-decorated setting. Of course the host feels bad and embarrassed if there are guests but in his house there is a foul smell. But in some places sought, did not find any carcasses. Although with a bad taste, the host continued to chat with his guests. And of course I told his wife to make a drink.

    "How is the story, how can you be thrown in prison ...?" ask a friend of the Boss who would want to know.

    "Content .... But obviously I didn't kill my wife .... Hence, I have been released ..." said Mr. Boss.

    "Because .... How could that be?" ask friend.

    "Yes ..., fate .... Because of krismon, wife hanged herself, husband entered bui ..." said Mr. Boss who is certainly very disappointed.

    "That's fate .... Suratan destiny ..." said his friend.

    "This is frankly .... I came here to borrow money. Want me to use to cover the debt Jamil now controls my company ..." said Mr. Boss who immediately bluntly, and sure his friend was willing to help, because the money must be excessive.

    "Whoa .... Whose money can be used to close Jamil business ...? The effort has been very advanced, you know .." replied his friend.

    "The figure does not want to help me .." said Mr. Boss who is certainly trying to get money.

    "Bus ..., Bas .... You don't believe me, I don't have any money to do business with Jamil. Chinese-Chinese conglomerates from different regions .... Even Caucasians also many who go there ..." said his friend who certainly tried to avoid being loaned money.

    From inside the house, out the housewife, his friend's wife, brought the tray containing two cups of warm tea. Then put the tea-filled cangir on a small table between the two chairs occupied by her husband and her husband's friend.

    "Monggo benteran ipun .... Warm tea, please drink ..." said the host mother, offering drinks for her guests.

    "Sugih, maturnuwun ..." said Mr. Bos, who then took the cup and drank it.

    But not yet moved from that place, the host mother began to suck in breaths, pulling out a nose, as if sniffing something. He smelled bad, exactly a bad smell.

    "Sir ..., how is this stench ...?! Are there any dead rats ..?!" the woman took it upon her husband who was sitting in a chair with his guest.

    "Yes, Madam .... I was looking for it, but did not meet ..." said her husband.

    "Tomorrow sought .... Most of the dead rats narrow it .... Maybe it's a precarious pinch" said his wife who immediately left the terrace, and rushed into the house because she did not feel at home to smell bad.

    That stench is so stinging. It certainly makes people nauseous and vomit. So the wife of Mr. Boss' friend immediately left the place without greeting his guests. Likewise, the host who sat close to Mr. Boss. Many times he closed his nose, because it did not feel at home to smell the foul odor that was very pungent. And many times, he looked for the direction of the smell. But the direction of the smell is always on the body of the Boss, the guest. Actually the host wanted to try kissing the body of his guest. But not nice, not polite. They would later accuse something bad. Then he just closed his nose to avoid the unpleasant smell.

    But not long ago, the Boss visited. He immediately asked for a farewell, which he said he wanted to go home. Of course, actually because Mr. Boss feels underappreciated, because his host always closes his nose. Even talk by covering his nose. What is being said is unclear.

    "Wis .., I said go home first .... Didamoni even confused looking for carcasses. At least the money should not be borrowed ..." said Mr. Boss who immediately left his friend's house.

    His friend, his host, did not forbid. Of course because he also does not feel good if at home, his guests must smell the smell of basuk. Must be very disturbing.

    "Bu ...! Here, Mom ...! Ms ...! Cepetan over here!" the host who had just been greeted by Mr. Boss shouted to his wife, after his guest left.

    "What's up, Mr ...?! How to look ..." asked his wife who went straight out of the house, even followed by his children, who certainly want to know what happened. At least guess, maybe the dead rat has met.

    "Where's the rat, sir ...?" his son immediately asked.

    "Not a mouse .." replied his father.

    "Lha, what?!" ask wife.

    "The mother would have smelled a foul odor .." said the husband.

    "Yes, right .... It's very stinging. Even my stomach instantly nausea .... What carcass, sir?" sahut.

    "Try now take a breath .... Still smell bad isn't it?" said her husband who told his wife and children to take a breath, concentrating the sense of smell.

    "Lhh ..., what ...?! The stench is gone, Mr ...?!" ask his wife, who certainly can distinguish between earlier and now.

    "It's gone the smell ...?! Hehe ..." said her husband with a smile.

    "I was also surprised .... At first there was no smell. After Mr. Bas came, there was a stench. And the smell was very pungent, like a carcass ..." said her husband stopped his wife's cut.

    "Like a rotten egg .." said his wife who cut off her husband's words.

    "Yes .... Like the smell of rotten eggs .... Make people want to vomit .." said the father to his wife and children.

    "God .... It's disgusting." said his son.

    "Continue, Sir?" ask wife.

    "Lha, strangely .., after the father's friend left, the smell was gone .... No more foul smell .... Weird right?!" the father said to his wife and children.

    "So weird, Mr ...?!" ask son.

    "Indeed who gave off the stench of the guest?" ask his other son.

    "Yes, right ...!!! Last time I served tea, the smell was indeed coming from his guest. But I want to ask not good." said the mother who convinced her children.

    "I thought so too, Mom .... I tried to find a mouse, but did not see it. But every time it's near Mr. Bas, the smell is getting stinging. I actually wanted to try to kiss the guest, but was worried about being accused or looking for trouble. Not good .... In the end, you can only remember .... Hahaha ..." said the father, who laughed amusedly with his behavior looking for a foul smell.

    They finally laughed all, because they were amused by what their father and mother experienced. And they were sure that the stench was indeed coming from his guest, his father's friend, Mr. Bas. But the stench was the source of where, what it came from, they couldn't be sure.

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    After leaving his friend's house, unable to get a loan of money, Mr. Boss walked towards the square. As usual, in the square if at night a lot of people are staying up. At least looking for entertainment. Yes, in the afternoon until evening, in the square many are selling various kinds of snacks and toys. There are even those who open the chessboard to fight agility. The atmosphere in the square is very crowded. Many people entertain themselves there. Starting from children to the elderly, both men and women. Everyone gathered to entertain themselves. Including Mr. Boss, who at that time was certainly very annoyed with his friend who did not want to lend money, even his friend was busy looking for a carcass. He wanted to entertain himself, the streets in the square.

    However, when Mr. Boss started to be in the crowd of people, the atmosphere began to change.

    "Nr ...! How is the smell of carcasses ...?!" suddenly there was a loud voice, the smell of carrion.

    "Yes, this .... Who brought the carcass ...?!" yell at the others.

    "Well, brazen ...!! Cook to the square with carcasses ...!!"

    "Who is carrying the carcass ...?!"

    "Huh .... It's a rotten egg ...!! It smells so bad ...!!"

    "Someone deliberately brought rotten eggs to my place of sale ...?! This fellow's insolent ...!!"

    "This is there a person spreading a stench ...!! This fellow's insolent ...!!"

    "From the guy ...!!"

    "It's from here ...!!"

    "Yes, it stings so ...!!"

    "Hah, this guy who stinks ...!!"

    "Mana ...? Who ...?"

    "This .... He who stinks ...!! Yes, true .... This guy stinks!"

    Yes, people immediately scrunched up Mr. Boss. The stench came from the Boss. The people who were nearby instantly dragged the Boss over. Especially the baskets that sell, because it will make people go away from the merchandise.

    "What is this ...?!" The Boss sir who was dragged out of the square was confused.

    "Basic of the jerky .... You stink ...! You've taken a bath of rotten eggs, huh ...?!!!" snarled the people who dragged him.

    "You what ...?" ask the Boss who is certainly confused, because he himself does not smell anything.

    "Your body stinks of rotten eggs ...!! There go ...!! Don't go near my place of sale ...!!"

    "Yes ..., get out of here ...! Make people nauseous ...!"

    "Go ahead ...! This I want to puke smell you ...!!"

    People were on pushing Mr. Boss, telling him to leave, away from the place, because the smell was indeed very unpleasant.

    Now Mr. Boss just realized, what his brothers, nephews, and children said, if he gave off an unpleasant smell it must be true. Furthermore, his friend, his friend's wife who said he smelled bad while he was at his house, may also be very true. The proof, now he was expelled by the crowd, who said that he smelled bad. Does he have a rat in his pants pocket? Or did he just take a rotten egg bath? And why does he not smell the stench that is in him?