My Personal Tour Guide
The Child of the Present Age

Of course it's not a dream. Ajeng could feel the touch of Bimo's skin. The man's heartbeat also felt stuck to his chest. The heartbeat of Ajeng was no less rumbling. Just this time he was being embraced by the charismatic-faced man attentively.

“Let me drive ya?” Bimo persuaded by continuing to wrap both cheeks Ajeng.

“But I am your guide. Don't ah, Bim. Let me just. Next I will be more careful lag---”

BRUGG!!!

The car was suddenly shaken receiving an attack from behind. Accidentally the faces of the two people in the car who were still facing each other clashed. More precisely Ajeng's lips that were talking earlier encased Bimo's lips. Ajeng's heart was increasingly jumping up and down because he was completely accidental. Ajeng did not intend in the slightest to devour Bimo's lips.

“Aduh... Sorry Bim. Sorry, I don't mean to make your name. I accidentally.” The teaching became wrong. Both of his thumbs reflexively rubbed Bimo's lips. “It doesn't hurt, does it? Not ke-gi-gitang?”

The man was smiling. Makes the dog even more embarrassed. Either a mocking smile or a LIKE smile?

“I'm not pa pa pa. I’m fine's. My lips are also not bleeding.” Bimo moves his tongue to check the area that had ravenous Ajeng. “Em, I think we should check out. I think someone hit us from behind.”

Both of them immediately got out of the minibus. It turns out that Bimo's guess is correct. There was an old motor that accidentally hit the back of the minibus.

“Pak? Buk...?” Ajeng walked a little quickly approaching the two parents who were hit by a motorbike.

The old motor that may be output in the 70s must be quite heavy felt by the two old couples. The sandals worn by the man also look damaged to the point of tearing.

“Duh sir... Piye iki sir? Motor e dewe is broken. Durung meneh kudu dandake sing car was hit. Must forbid nyepetke kui car, sir... (Oh, sir... How is this sir? Our motor is broken. Not to mention having to pick up the car we hit. It must have been expensive to brush the paint of the car, sir..)” the middle-aged woman grumbled by trying to push the motor that hit her legs. He thought more about the problem of his motorbike and the car that was hit.

“But ki piye anyway? Even the karo motor car sing thought of? Awake dewe ki thought sik. Ckckck... IbuUk ibuk... (How busy is it anyway? Just the same motor car thought? Our bodies, we think first.. treated first, buk.),” timpal middle-aged man. He also tried to get rid of the motor that hit his body.

Arriving at the back of the car, Bimo helps the two couples by getting rid of the bike. He drove the old motorbike and continued to help Ajeng who was checking on the man and woman.

“Where's Jeng? Is the wound severe?” bimo asked, crouching.

“Not bad anyway, just a little scuffed. But do not know also if there may be internal injuries,” Ajeng replied to make the face of the old woman in front of him panic. “This is buk, I help you stand up. Mom try to make a way. Rasain, is anyone sick ga?” pinta Ajeng's.

While Ajeng helps the old woman, Bimo helps the man. Both seem normal.

“Good not ono sing (nothing) broken yes, sir. You don't pa pa, do you?”

“He’em. Just chafing. Three or four days must also be healed,” reply her husband.

The two old couples were now staring at Ajeng and Bimo. They seemed confused to have to discuss about the minibus he hit.

“This was then actually I avoided a bunch of wasps that passed by. Continues because the car genengan (you) suddenly stopped so I was not ready. Sorry, ma'am, mas bule. Bumper at the back like a scuffed scuff. If you ask dibetulin surely I betulin,” obviously the old man by glancing at the scuffed minibus section.

Ajeng felt awkward. It felt so cruel that he let the man bear the cost of repairing the minibus. While the one that hit the minibus alone is an old motorcycle. It could be that the person's financial condition is not as good as him.

“No need, sir. No pa pa pa. My brother-in-law has a workshop. Let it be taken with him later. You need not worry. Continue... How is the motor? Something broken not?” tanya Ajeng walked towards the old 70s motorbike. “I'm also sorry sir, buk. I also suddenly felt. You avoid passing rabbits,” explained Ajeng.

“Please, sir. Try the motorbike. If damaged later I bear the cost,” timpal Bimo. Obviously his words made Ajeng very happy because Bimo wanted to bear the cost of damage.

BEM BEM BEM BEM BREEEMMM BEMMM!!! The sound of the motor was quite loud and normal after turning on.

“Wah.. Thank goodness, sir. The motor is not damaged. This is proof it can burn. Her voice was also a usual kayak cry,” the woman smiled with relief looking at her husband. So too with Ajeng and Bimo.

“Still sane. I think it is not pa pa pa my motor,” said the man looking at Ajeng and Bimo.

“Yes already, if so father and mother can continue. Be careful sir, buk,” Ajeng continued.

“Iya. Thank you, mbak, mas bule. Again, I apologize. That's take the helmet open first!” the door pointed to the helmet that had been thrown on the side of the road.

The matter seemed to be resolved with the two old couples. But suddenly Ajeng felt something strange on the back of his back. It feels so sad and sick.

“AU!” the eyes of the winker. He tried to touch his back. It was like a little animal biting his back. “ARGH! AU!”

Ajeng movement is like looking for something from inside his shirt. Bimo frowned. Wonder what happened to Ajeng?

“AU! What the hell is this? AUU! Huaaaa Sakiittt!”

“What’s happening Jeng?” bimo asked in a panic. He did not know what caused Ajeng to moan in pain.

“Sick Bim... Argh…!!! Bim Pain..”

The moaning of Ajeng was quite loud heard from outside. The two old couples wondered what the two young couples in the minibus were doing?

“Child today his behavior is getting worse. Fuckin' real! I don't think there's anywhere else to play in the car!” said old lady. The two chose to immediately continue the journey rather than watch the car shake.

“A sick... What animal is this..?” Ajeng kept prancing around wagging his back t-shirt.

Since Bimo couldn't bear to hear Ajeng's moaning, he decided to forcefully open the Ajeng T-shirt.

“Bimmm?!” Screeched in shock. He tried to cover his chest. The rope of bhranya was actually released from earlier when prancing.

“Nih...” Bimo thrusting the shirt. There are 2 dead bees attached to Ajeng shirt. “This is a danger, Jeng. You were stung by a bee.”

Quickly Bimo flicked the shirt outside. Bee stings are quite dangerous. The effect can cause a burning sensation in the skin, itching, swelling, irritation, can even cause fever and dizziness.

“Sorry. I do not mean to nelangkainin you,” said Bimo by turning his back to Ajeng. But his eyes saw the reflection of the middle piece of glass. His legs seemed to want to turn, but Bimo held back his feelings.

“Hm. Thanks though. Please close the curtains. Let me change clothes first,” reply Ajeng.

Bimo obeyed Ajeng's request. He chose to sit in the steering wheel and drive a minibus.

Huft. Must be a pain, Inner Bimo.

Bimo's guess is true. The sting of the bee did indeed feel hot Ajeng felt at this time. He did not expect that 2 bites alone had already made his body hot.

“Jeez…? So bentol (penjol) like this?” tanya Ajeng raised her right hand. “Danger not yes deket p4yud4r4 gini…? Huft... Very painful,” complains of feeling the sensation of pain and burning. His middle back was also slightly swollen.

Ajeng long enough to look at the wound of bee stings on his body. For half an hour he stood in front of the mirror clapping in a warm wet cloth. But it stays the same. It still feels sore. The area of the lump was also getting swollen.

“Where is this…? Still hurts.”

A while later, Ajeng felt his minibus stop. But he continued to give care to his body.

TOK TOK…

“Ajeng... Are you ok?” ask Bimo. He stood in front of the bathroom waiting for Ajeng to open the door. “I have pain medication. Generic drugs from pharmacies. Safe to consume,” said Bimo.

“Pain relief medication?” tanya Ajeng while still in the bathroom.

“Hm... Here come out. I fetchin.”

The drug is in the form of a small round tablet.

“Without drinking, you can fall asleep. You can wear a bed tonight. I can rent a tent outside,” said Bimo noticed Ajeng who was sipping mineral water.

“Mm. Where have we reached?”

Check the conditions outside. They had arrived at the campground.

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