My Match in the Hands of Duda Somplak
CHAPTER 22. The Rancid Boy

After the tragedy, from my Big Brother and Mother's plan to surprise me on my 18th birthday. And not to mention Mr. Adi, who was terrified beyond perish, ah he meant extraordinary, yes. Until the wrong prayer to make yourself very entertained. A high body has enough muscle and a wow body, it does not affect a person. And it was in Pak Adi.

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Next day.

Adi continued to complain about embarrassing events, and very, very unthinkable until like that. And Adi just found out if He's a birthday, Adi does not know His favorite goods, and what he does not like. Instead of wanting to give a gift but he did not know at all.

Is Adi indeed there is a sense with Him, who is often called the little boy, because of the very distant age, how not! Adi is 35 years old, and holds the title of widower. He's an 18-year-old boy, imagine 17 years, the age of the two of them.

At the resto.

He was struggling with his work, and focused on serving the visitors, but suddenly, a woman scolded him.

"You got eyes anyway, look at this expensive shirt of mine." Someone was scolding her for her, accidentally spilling a drink on her shirt.

"I'm sorry, I'm so good for your mouth, by the way,"

"Do I have to replace it."

"Yes has to dong."

A young man stared pushyly at the presumptuous woman of his age, with the sharp eyes of the young man approaching him.

"It's just a shirt, why should it be noisy just wash it clean right." The man's words made the woman even more upset.

"You're the one who meddles in my business, hem."

"You're ruining my eating mood, until you get it." Said the man with great affirmation.

He was just lazy to see the two people arguing, and preferred to leave them both.

"Kerjain is good times yes" he murmured.

With lightning he disappeared between two humans fighting each other.

Seeing Him giggling his friend frowned, then reprimanded.

"Any after-sambet?" ask one of his friends.

"Once I've been fighting people."

"Huh, you really don't have a kapok taste."

"Mistake it yourself, the boy's behavior."

His friend was confused, who and who he worked for.

"Don't laugh later that mouth can't seem to me you know."

He stopped to laugh when his friend scared him.

"What the hell are you kibulin De," finally He, recounting the beginning of his chronology until he ran away and died someone who was completely unknown to him, because He was sick of seeing them quarrel.

"Your oath is really severe De, what if that person is angry and yells at you, and revenge,"

"Ah, it's easy pretending not to know."

There was a heavy sigh from his friend, inexhaustible could-can his friend had a friend like himself, too bar-bar.

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While the two men had been after a fight now his net to look for the woman who became the root of the problem.

"It's all because of you." Said the woman with her arrogant face.

Damn girl earlier, in the wild but even run away look out for you if I meet you make rempeyek ancur. The man's mind was full of annoyance, helped but he ran away.

While the haughty woman, did not order food with a heart that snobbed himself out of the place to eat.

It did not feel like the twilight had come, where the time for him to go home was.

"Eh I go first, yes" said he to his friends.

"Yes, be careful."

He did not answer but gave his thumb.

In parking.

"Eh, you little boy."

He was looking for the source of the sound.

"You're deaf, yeah,"

"You call me," pointing to himself He said.

"There is no one more stingy than you,"

"There!" he hurriedly answered.

"You know,"

"Mr!"

"Oh, you little boy."

"What! let me give you one of the secrets of the Father, when you can't pray right."

"W-."

"What!" cut him off again.

"Bk.ck.. Fucking fuckin."

"Stupid."

"Makanya call it using the name, do not come from comot," because again 'the son of a bitch' is always called her.

"As far as I dong, my mouth, my mouth, who is also talking to me."

"Basic jerky."

"Are you praising me,"

*Ah I want, this people do not know the meaning yes, let the kegantenga*n. He shadowed her as he chuckled because he felt that the person before him was really stupid.

"Eum, you can say that." Answer Him.

"Yes, I want to go home."

"Wait!"

Adi stopped him immediately, and called him.

"Why,"

"Follow me,"

"Where?" He did not want to happen yesterday again, wanted to refuse but he was dragged into the car.

"Where the hell is this." Gulp him, because without his consent inevitably the cake of the junkyard just play drag.

"You see the apparition."

"Don't, you're silent."

Maybe about an hour, they had reached the beach, afternoon on the beach and the occasional breeze hit the haircut belonging to him, who was in the pigtail of horses. About her eyes.

"How do you like it,"

"How do you know that I've never been to the beach and I've been wanting to."

"That's out of the way, but if you enjoy gratitude I'm not in vain to bring you here."

"Thank you,"

"Can't you call me Father, because I don't feel married to your mother and then you have your child."

"Well, if I stay married to my mother."

Layers.

"It hurts,"

"Mistake it yourself, have a mouth that looks like a chilli cake."

"Basic Om restless."

"I never married your aunt."

"Oh, you crazy wong." (base of a madman).

"Are you talking to me,"

"No."

"So much as that."

"Oh yeah, that means you're a good man, because you're kind enough to bring me here."

"Oh that means."

You know, he's whining about people again.

Adi reached into his pocket to pick up his device, there were strange, yes times good words, but his face while holding something back.

Adi turned on his device and opened the Mbah Google application. After that he typed the words that had been said just now to find the meaning of the word crazy and beefy.

"Bocaaaah. Look out for you."

He ran as fast as he could to avoid the rampage of the male lion.

He who had been suspicious because the response was a bit heavy and then his boss took the device, not to contact people, or even exchanged messages to his friends as well. But seek the meaning of His words, and He sees them even a little.