Melancholic Introvert
Chapter 82: Cowboy Dream
That night in his room, Arga was fast asleep…
How Arga sleeps is very neat…
In his sleep, his eyes were closed tightly as pressing, but he remained reluctant to open those eyes. Apparently, he had a dream…
But he does not know yet, is the dream he is living at this time, a beautiful dream, or is it a nightmare?
**In Arga's dream**
Now he is in a desert, where the weather is very hot, and also around him there are cactus plants.
In that dream…
He is currently a cowboy, judging by his hat and dark brown vest, which he is currently wearing.
She also has a female assistant, who currently wears the same cowboy outfit as her, but the hat and vest worn by the female assistant are now Terracotta.
The female assistant was currently leading Arga's beloved brown stallion with a clothesline.
The female assistant of the cowboy named Arga, is very good at it…
Cook it?
Wrong…
Sew on?
Wrong…
Clean up?
Wrong…
So what dong is right???
He is very good at PEPIL, namely Gladish.
“Hey this is my dream, why do you still look slovenly here?!” Tegur Arga, when he saw Gladish was busy peeling right next to him.
“Sorry Sir, because you love me, you have to accept me for who I am.” Said Gladish, while pouring Hand Sanitizer liquid in his hand, and flattening it. (Yah~ will finish snacking, must be sterilized dong immediately)
“Ka ka when, a I said, I love you?!” Asked Arga, with a quivering tone, and a rosy blushing cheek.
Gladish smiled faintly, and brought her lips closer to Arga's ears. “So noon.. You never said it, but.. You kissed my lips.” Whisper Gladish toward, Arga's earlobe.
“... gently and long~ FUUUU~ FUUU~” Connect Gladish again with in the blowing, in the area around the ear Arga.
Hearing this, Arga's body immediately goosebumps…
Gladish turned her face away from Arga's ears, and blinked her right eye toward Arga.
“I I I It, a I just got carried away su atmosphere!!!” Arga's alibi, with a nervous tone, and a still trembling body…
“Reason~” Bumpat Gladish, while squinting his eyes.
“Yak! It's not you who started first!!!” Arga protest, to Gladish. However, it was not responded by Gladish.
Gladish was even busy staring at the scorching blue sky, and shouted loudly... “HEI AUTHOR LUCHNUT!!! THERE IS NO GLORY!!! WHY ARE YOU SAYING HERE MY INTELLIGENCE IS JUST PEEKING, HUH!! … NOT VERY CLASSY!!!” Protests of Gladish, to…
A WHAT?! AUTHOR???
“I'M HERE THE ROLE OF JAGO SILAT TOFU, JAGO FIGHTING!!! NOT A SNACKING JAGO... BASIC AUTHOR DEDEMIT LAMPIR!!!” Bait Gladish to Author.
(Author with T_T)
Suddenly only…
“Please... please.. please~” Sounded a scream with a very beautiful tone of voice, it looks like the person who shouted was also beautiful, like his voice.
In his dream there is a scene of a Villain kidnapping a very beautiful princess.The villain in the dream image of an Arga, is Arya.
The villain (K*lamin) is ruthless who wears an all-black suit, with a holster branded as a cape on his neck area.
And, a beautiful princess who shouted was a figure of Maya. In a long blue negligee, Frozen is pictured with a crown of diamonds (Aquatic stones) currently adorning his head.
Huh, Maya???
“Please... please.. please~” Shouts Maya again.... in a red tidy rope bond, which Arya just tied to her.
“That princess once!” Excited Gladish, while covering her open mouth, with her hands. (Sok Anggun)
“Tolongin no yah~ please don't yah~” Thought Arga, while frowning his right eye. With lazy eyes.
“Bahlul Ente!” Said someone, Arab man, besorban red boxes, with a long white shirt (Ala-ala Emak Kuntil) that he wore.
“You are a demon well?” Gladish asked while pushing Niko's body, which was currently standing next to her.
“Dhis Loe Offshore. Tamvan creature like a European Porcelain statue gini, you consider a demon?!” Niko protests, while puffing her cheeks.
“After you stood between us.." Pekik Gladish, responding to Niko's protest sentence. "Said Mr. Ustad, if there are two people who are together, and there is a third person among them, that person is a demon!” Clearly Gladish, who gave the wrong word, to Niko.
“Oh well, Dish~” Muttered Niko, in a stupid tone.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAAAA~ HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~ HAHAHHAHAHAAA~" The sound of Aryan laughter, echoed around the expanse of the desert.
Suddenly, Arya the Female Villain also carries Maya's body, with her dark horse.
“Woi Thor! This Cave Women Lovers, not WOMEN CRIMINALS!!” Aryan protest to author.
(Alright -_-)
“Please... please.. please~” Shouts Maya back, at this time her body is tied strong, carried away by Arya The Lovers Woman (but I am not a crocodile, she said, the faithful to a thousand girls~) , with his dark horse.
“Woi Thor, dialogue Cave of yesteryear PLEASE continue... continue also copy paste anyway! Hiks~ Jerit Maya to Author.
(Sorry this lazy author, well May T_T)
“Arga, here you are the only one who can save Maya.” Niko said, while handing over a 212-furnished magic axe, which emits a dazzling beam, to Arga.
“Create what is this, Ko?” Ask Arga, who was amazed by the light in the axe.
“Create a tree.” Niko said, narrowing her eyes. “Yah~ to help Princess Maya, Ga!” Niko, finally.
“Males!” Said Arga, cuek. Throwing the axe, in any direction.
Unexpectedly, the shining axe flew, circling, straight, circling again...
"SHUUUUUUUUUUUTTT.... SYUUUUUUUUUUTTT.... SYUUUUUUUUUUUTTTTT~"
And...
"JLEEEEBB~" Landed towards Arya's back, from behind, who was busy racing his horse, while hugging Maya's body in front of his body. (Mode)
Arya and Maya fall from the dark horse.
Arya died a terrible death, with blue blood spilling from her body (Holang kaya), and with her tongue sticking out, from the direction of her mouth…
Maya runs towards Arga…
“Pangeraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaannnnn!!!” Shouted Maya, while lifting her long negligee, running with a happy face towards Arga and…
“Why my body can't be moved.” Arga muttered, who actually wanted to avoid the lunge of Maya's body.
And....
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPP....!!!" THEN IN CATCH~
Maya catches and hugs Arga's body tightly.
**dream Done WOOOOIII**
Arga was shocked, and woke up from his sleep!
“Host.... Host... Host....!!!”
"Host.... Host... Host....!!!”
"What dream is that?" Ask Arga, to himself, while busy trying to regulate his breathing, which is now being rhythmically fast.
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#To Be Continued
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