Lust Last Night Impotent Man
153. His the guy?
"Sir, after I drove you to the place of the medi .. I say back to Jakarta, yes?" evan said to Mbah Yahya who was sitting at the side.
Now they both ride in a new car owned by Evan, a bonus from Mbah Yahya who has a new grandson.
While the old car Evan—plan to be sold. But wait for buyers who match the price.
"Lho why? You just wait till my bike's over, Van."
"Fear of the old man. I'd like to find out where Miss Gisel is, sir." Evan turned his head briefly towards Mbah Yahya, then gazed back towards the front while driving.
"Absolutely missing Gisel?"
"Not lost. He moved the apartment yesterday, sir."
"You know where he moved to, Van?"
"No." Evan shakes. "So from that, I want to find him. My father always had to watch over him."
"Well, than you have no job."
"How serious? Can I, right, go straight home?"
"Can. But your hapemu's been activated, yeah, because I'm afraid I need something, Van."
"Ready, sir." Evan nodded his head.
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Meanwhile at Mbah Yahya's house, Rama went down the stairs while wearing his watch on his wrist.
He looks so handsome, fragrant and fresh, wearing a sage suit.
"You going to the office, Ram?" asked Yenny who was sitting on the sofa of the living room, watching an Indian drama. He accidentally saw his son passing by and seemed to be in a hurry.
Rama stopped his steps, then turned his head and nodded his head. "Yes, Mom."
"Where is the problem? Not going to college with him?" Yenny raised her face upstairs. Rama approached and bowed and kissed the back of his hand.
"He's still sleeping, Mom."
"Oh. Since when is he sleeping, Ram? Mommy Sisil's attention is also like sleep deprivation, her eyes are red."
"From the dawn prayer, Mom," replied Rama. "Yes yes, Mom, I—"
"So right now she's crying why, Ram?" sela Yenny asked.
"I don't know either."
"Udah. But the rest did not answer."
"You're the same Sisil there's no problem, right, Ram?"
"No." Rama shook his head.
"Thank God there isn't." Yenny smiled, then stood up while rubbing her son's right shoulder. "Maybe the factor is getting pregnant again, yes, so like mellow that."
"Well, pregnant women like to cry, huh, Mom?"
"Yes. He'll be more sensitive, Ram. It could also be because of the baby's birth," explained Yenny. His eyes were immediately diverted to the white neck of Rama, because there were 2 purplish red patches that resembled bites. Although small in size, it is clearly visible. "Lho, Ram, why is your neck so red?" tanyanya while touching the skin of her son's neck.
"Red? Any time?" Rama touched his own neck.
"Yes, why? Like being bitten by an insect, Ram." Yenny reached into her bag of gold on the table to pick up the glass, then gave it to Rama so that his son would see it for himself.
"Lho, yes, it turns red." Rama stared at his neck from the reflection of the mirror, palpating. 'It turns out Sisil did not play games, yes, this morning.' Rama immediately remembered, if indeed Sisil had sipped his neck accompanied by a small bite before they finally made love. But he himself doesn't know if it'll leave a trace. 'Eh but ... since when can he do cupa*ng, or maybe he can? From before? And do it often to Arya?'
Though just guessing, but Rama's chest already feels tight and rumbling. Honestly, he was so sick, if he heard or mentioned the name of the man.
"Mommy get me the ointment, yes, Ram, wait for seben—"
"No need to use ointment, Mom," Rama interrupted while shaking his head.
"Lho, why? What about infection? It's rabies season, Ram. Having a good time for rabies? It's not funny."
"But this isn't bitten by an insect, Mom. And it will disappear by itself." Rama smiled, then kissed the back of Yenny's hand again. "I'm sorry, I'm also all sisil, yes, assalamualaikum."
"Greetings walaikum. Careful, Ram."
"Yes." Yeah." Rama stepped away until he got out of his parents' mansion, then got into his car parked in front of the front yard.
From a distance, there was a black car in which there were two men.
They were both Cemet and Cimit, Gisel's men who were asked today to carry out their duties.
"He's the one, isn't he, Met?" ask Cimit who's in the steering chair. He had seen the face of Rama when the man came out of the house, while comparing with the face of the man on a piece of photo that he was currently holding.
"Yes. He's the one." Cemet.
And before long, Rama's car came out of the gate, then drove away. Soon, Cimit starts the engine of his car and drives to catch up with the man.
...Beware Om, behind there are those following you 🙈...