Great Youth Like Gods
Bob Hidayat and Betmen
The atmosphere of the morning was very cool at the foot of Mount Slamet hill. Two men were sitting on the porch of his son Mbah Sardjito who was far from the residential area. By being suguhi sweet potato stew and fried bananas add invaluable pleasure by both of them.
The two of them had been almost five days at the home of a witch doctor in the Central Java region, they both escaped from the pursuit of the police because they had committed a very patal crime.
On the orders of Mbah Sardjito the two 35-year-old men for a while to settle here and right on Friday night their kliwon will be told to ascend in Goa which is at the feet the mountain hill.
Mbah Sardjito told them to be imprisoned, so that they avoid pursuit from the police. With forced Bob Hidayat and Betmen for a while could not get out of the house of Mbah Sardjito's son.
"Bob. I miss my wife and my son." Complain Betmen.
"I want to go home Bob." Whine Betmen.
"Where to go if you want to stay in the bars." Pissed Bob Hidayat to Betmen who from last night constantly whined to go home.
"To treat the taste of kangen loe with your wife and child. How about we walk to the village where we keep our car with the owner of this house and you take his cell phone and call your wife. I'd also like to turn on his phone to call both of my parents." Advice from Bob Hidayat.
"Bob. Is it harmless when we activate the phone. Scared of being tracked through a cell phone number." Answer Betmen.
"Stupid you. Your brain. The pake.!! We're gonna get a new number. I have prepared the number I have bought. Bob then took two unused phone number cards and gave one number to Betmen.
"Hehehe............ Betmen just laughed a little while scratching his head.
Shortly thereafter when the two of them were engrossed in his chatter. Jono arrived from the village next door against some food in a plastic bag that was large enough for the daily needs of two men who were temporarily staying at his house.
"Sir Bob and Mr. Betmen......... Just relax." Greet Jono after arriving at the terrace of the house in the middle of the forest.
They both nodded. Yes, yes, Jono. How have you seen the request I said last night.?" Ask Bob Hidayat.
"It's Mr. Bob........ I even took a screenshot. Mr. Bob just saw for himself. I'm going to go inside the house." Said Jono and handed him his phone.
"Thank You, Jono. He received Mas Jono's phone. Nodded by her. Mr. Bob's in the gallery almost a lot of news about you two." Jono.
Bob nodded impatiently he opened the mobile gallery owned by Mbah Sardjito's son with a feeling of hope to be anxious, immediately his face was sweating in his face immediately saw a screenshot of a Facebook post belonging to Haji Epen blatantly looking for himself and Betmen. In a Facebook post on his homepage. Poto by Bob Hidayat and Betmen and his writing. If you find these two people immediately report to the nearest police station because they have become DPOs in search of people.
After being satisfied to see the post from CV Manager Hansel Mandiri, Bob Hidayat immediately shifted the gallery to see other screenshots. Not Haji Epen himself who posted on Facebook about himself and Betmen some people from PT Bina Sakinah Group also almost the same post. Bob immediately drowned helplessly. Now life is a fugitive from the police and people from the company Future Nugraha Company Group.
"More......... Loe see for yourself. After you've seen all the Facebook and other media posts, do you still dare to go home." Bob said then handed over Jono's cell phone to Betmen.
Only one hope they both for a while follow the words of Mbah Sardjito and settle here and then carry out the orders given by Mbah Sardjito that is imprisoned in Goa sigotaka which is shaped exactly like a weapon the legacy of women.
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One unit of the Marcedez Benz e-class car stopped right next to the white Honda Brio RS. Some people who were in the office room immediately came out after hearing the sound of the car engine that had been modified with exhaust racing was heard by them.
Miss Dewi among them immediately stepped over to the luxury car and opened the door and smiled at the young man who had come out of the car.
The young man then kissed the hand of the half-old woman, in reply to the gentle rubbing of her hair by the Lady Goddess while saying.
"My son is an adult. Dare to dare bring people's children.
"Mother Goddess She is the daughter of Bu Zahra. Subscription at our kiosk. Mr. Kohar might know it." Answer Cloud. The goddess looked at her husband. Nudge the head omen what the boss said is true.
"Nabil himself immediately approached the young man who was standing with a woman the same age as Mother and immediately kissed her hand.
"Auntie Goddess. I am Nabil Nur Fadillah the son of Mother Zahra." His words introduced him.
"Beautiful......... You are exactly like your mother.!! His reply then took him to enter the office room followed by the Clouds of the young man.
Amel who saw the young man coming down along with a very beautiful girl, he smiled towards her.
"Kak Awan is indeed worthy of being with the beautiful girl he brought. I'm happy and happy to see it." Amel's mind churned.
Although in Amel very like and love the young man who became the boss of both his Parents. But he knew himself his social differences were really far between heaven and earth. Not Amel's own thoughts, but his two Parents had already reminded him of that time.
"Amelite. Mother same Father please ask You. Throw away your interest in your master and father. We both do not want the result of romance, can destroy the relationship of Father and Mother with Muhammad Awan Pratama. But if we are fooled we cannot prevent it." The Goddess and her husband's message to her son.
"Watch the Clouds like your sister. If you want to have a better life. Don't you mix the romance and power of your parents who run their own company." Message Again Mother.
"Amel understood. Mother same father enough to believe in Amel." Answer Him.
Seriate.