Miyawlova
Real Persambet

I didn't think about the fact I just knew this. The global elites of the southern hemisphere should know this! A conspiracy theory that Gilang, the boy yesterday afternoon who just entered karate ujug-ujug want to participate in the tournament.

Long time ago, Papoy and one of his members came. I immediately shouted, "PAPOY!" and I keep swerving my guardian angel tight.

"Le, shame Le. Shame on!" the puput whispered a little. "I could've lost you, Poy. I have not met, chat and phone also sloe response. You're the same as me, Poy! Huhuhu.." I said as I hugged Puput.

My lips let go of my embrace slowly while smiling maksain. "Ehm... Ehem..." Cranky carper. "Eh, Gay. Here you are?" Puput. "From there," said Gilang.

I also continued with Puput. "Poy, Gayung wants to participate in a karate tournament in this county town, Poy!" I said cepu. "HUH?" Her surprised pupils were incredible

Puput directly approached Gilang while glaring. Puput holds Gilang's hand, lifting the little bit continues to fall so that. Puput also found the bicep-triceps muscle in Gilang's arm. While walking around and glaring at Gilang, keep Puput noyor behind Gilang's knees on foot until Gilang oleng.

"Want to die?" Puput. "Hem, what did I say!" add me. "Ah, Lele mah cepu! I did not make a surprise for Papoy" Gilang protested.

"What surprise? There's no! There's no tournament-tournament! There's no!" Puput.

"But, Poy," said Gilang. "Ga exists! There is nothing!" cut Puput.

"But the intention of this Gayung is very noble, you know what you are?" i said. Original, I'm again chep-cepunya, anjoy. Haha... Let's ajalah.

"What's? What noble intentions? The tournament results to support orphans and the poor?" Puput. "No, so." I said. "Lu can get ahold of me, Poy! But look at it later, I guarantee, after the tournament no one else dares to ngeremehin me!" said Gilang fiery.

I and one of the members of Puput daritadi ngebuntin him was immediately shocked. We fought each other and I covered beside the boy. "Hihi, serem huh?" i whisper. "Yes, brother" he answered. "Who are you, by the way?" whisper me again. "I'm a member of Kak Putri's squad, Sis. My name is Mira" he answered.

I'm not good enough to make Gilang and Puput squeak. I shouldn't have to be so sorry. Yes, mending I covered it. I also want to travel around concerned about the activities of people in this area.

"Gue kebelet peed, can I please?" I whispered to Mira. Which is on my mind, usually if camping gini if you want to pee or boker there is no permanent place. At most behind a bush or tree. Well, I'm pretty good so there's a reason for the tambet right. Let me stay at this seasri place.

Mira finally wants to take me. I also ninggalin Gilang and Puput frowned, leaving them secretly.

Mira took me to the portable toilet. The place is closed, made of containers. In it the facilities are good, rich toilet-toilet in general, no minus.

Ah, I'm disappointed. I really don't want to pee. Yes, I lied to Mira so I went to the toilet.

I tried to wash my hands. Let there be a sign, let there be wetness. My hands are wet, not the others! Yeah erah.

"YYYYYYYYYYY..."

Tu rich face wearing a wooden mask for the nari-nariya ngereog. I'm auto yell dong. After that I either forget whether it really does not know what happened to me.

Waking up I was in a big tent, not a camping tent. This rich army tent. All around me is Puput, Gilang, Mr. Saleh, Mira, one person wearing a doctor suit and two people do not know who wears a Scout uniform.

"You're sober, Le?" ask Puput while ngegusap my eel.

"Is this fully conscious, brother? That secure?" ask Mira. Mr. Saleh also answered the question. Uh, gentlemen, what's a 'Sister'? Oh yeah forget, I'll be on the show again Boy Scouts yes. Want even grandmothers still called 'Sister' here.

"God is safe. It is fully conscious" Mr. Saleh said. "Thank God..." Compact people breathe a sigh of relief. "Thank you, Brother Gilang, fortunately you responded quickly earlier. You can handle it yourself" Mr. Saleh said. Gilang and Mr. Saleh also chatted alone.

"What's wrong with me, Poy?" I said in a very soft voice. My body feels maximal lemes, anjoy. Herman, i.

"Lu abis satan toilet," said Puput. "Huh?" Oh, yes I just remembered I was washing my face suddenly there was a devil ugly face. "YET..." I was hysterical again.

The auto guys are watching me again. Not because I entered again but because I kept the ugly face shape earlier. I also gercep nenangin me. Gilang asked Puput to help me ngusap-ngusap my waist let me calm down.

Original, my desire to stay at this campsite suddenly disappeared. I want to get out of here quickly. I keep on loving that ugly devil. I finally asked to go home.

People also disperse. I went back to my homestay with Gilang. Afraid of the influence of my recurrence again so Gilang standby near me.

In the car, Reka, Dwi and Nita were excited. They came all the way and didn't want to talk about it. They were certainly scared and thought I was still entering times. So, they talked to themselves in the backseat.

"Gay, I'm sorry about you. I was so full-fledged. The Papoy gets mad at you, same you," I said. Along the way, Gilang and I talked.

"Yes, what else. Papoy knew it now. Okay, don't think about it anymore. Want him to nag until his mouth dower too he can not prevent me to join the tournament," said Gilang.

"When is the tournament? It is not necessary to participate in the selection first so, rich selection of rayon first know or how is it?" i said.

"Ga needs selection. Only welding based on age weight and dark type!n. It's an open tournament, not a college or sports week. I'll be playing tomorrow" said Gilang.

"WHAT? TOMORROW?" I said, Nita, Dwi, and Reka were astonished together.