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Bruum...

The motor suddenly seemed to float when the first gas pull was so strong, making Chesy's body swing forward and the surface of his body stomping on Cazim's back was very strong.

Cazim immediately stepped on the brake until the motor was stopped again.

Damnit damnit! Her breast virginity is stained! 

"Suckers! Can I bring a motor?" chesy whispered not wanting her voice to be heard by Jonah back there.

"Kyai's son, his tongue is so dirty. Please be angry with the foul language if you are in the room and no one hears it, but if in public places, do not get out the swear words. Not to keep your emotions alone, but keep abi's good name."

"Eat him you don't mode. Less work!"

"This is an error when inserting the clutch!"

"Reason!" 

Cazim pulled the gas back after playing the clutch. The motor drove back from home.

The breeze caressed the bodies of the two, it was still too early for them to play the wind so it felt very cold. Fortunately, Chesy's small body blocked Cazim's large body so that he was safe from a strong wind slap forward.

"Why is this way? Through the alley next door!" pinta Chesy realizes that they will cross her aunt Sarah's house if they cross that path. It would be bad if Cazim saw Dusk. Chesy has not been fully informed by Dusk, lest Cazim see the girl there.

"I drive, I decide the road!" Cazim keeps running the motor.

Chesy is shocked when she sees Dusk coming out of her aunt Sarah's house, the girl is beside the house.

"That's a nice flower!" Chesy pointed to the right, because Dusk was on the left.

Cazim did not turn his head, his gaze straight ahead. "Don't distract me. I know what you mean."

Chesy biting on the lower lip. Ah, the important thing is that Cazim did not see the existence of Dusk. Why did you have to go through that alley? There are many other roads.

The motor continues to drive. They're on the highway, crossing tall buildings.

"Want to eat satay? It was just breakfast bread and juice, right? Eating satay can definitely make the stomach full!" bargain Cazim while crossing the satayman on the side of the road.

Chesy was silent, not answering.

"Martabak will?" Cazim again offers when crossing the martabak merchant.

Chesy was silent.

No response from Chesy.

The motor finally stopped.

"Hey, why stop? I don't want to eat anything!" ketus Chesy's.

Cazim did not respond. He sat down in a chair and ordered food. "Mang, porridge two bowls! Hot tea one."

Dih, order two more bowls. Chesy refused to eat breakfast.

"I said I don't want breakfast, why order two bowls?" ketus Chesy lowered his voice so as not to be heard by the porridge maker who was busy concocting the porridge according to order. 

"Hey, I'm talking to you! Listen no?"

Cazim nodded as the porridge seller served hot tea.

"Thank you, sir." Cazim immediately sipped the tea.

"Crazy people are invited to talk about belagak budeg." Chesy's upset not playing. "Heh, you hear me? I don't want to eat. Point!" Chesy hit Cazim's shoulder so strongly that the man responded.

Tea spilled and hit Cazim's shirt as his hands were shaken when his shoulders were firmly patted by Chesy. The man immediately got up and rewinded, but it was useless because the tea had hit his chest.

The rest of the tea in the glass stayed a little. Not because the rest of the drink is only a little that makes Cazim stare flat at his chest, but the temperature of the tea is quite hot and immediately makes his chest skin become reddened rash. Cazim unbuttoned his chest and flicked the shirt. 

"Mang, get a tissue!" Cazim grabbed a tissue near the wagon.

"Please, Mum." 

Chesy who noticed Cazim's chest skin rash, froze in place. He watched Cazim busy wiping his rash chest. Must've been hot.

Although with his face heated up because he was not used to seeing a plain male chest, Chesy took a tissue that was doused in water and wiped it onto the chest of the Cazim field.

Oh my goodness, until it's so red!  It must be hot!  Chesy was shocked.  Cazim's skin is very white, exactly like European men, so the skin was immediately flushed when exposed to heat.  Fortunately it didn't blister.  Where the tea is very hot, the water was just poured from a kettle that was lowered from the fire when boiling.

“This cold water can relieve the hot taste.”  Chesy kept wiping that thing.

Cazim was silent to see Chesy's small hand moving in his field chest.

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