Passion Love Noni Dutch
Section 75

...PASSION LOVE NONI NETHERLANDS ...

...Author by: David Khanz...

...Section 75...

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On the way home, the horse suddenly stopped suddenly while making loud neighs. Both of his legs were raised high, making sado's body move in an uncertain direction.

"The shame! Oi! Hihihhhhhhhh! Hihiihhh!" exclaiming Mang Dirman tried to calm his horse through the pull of the bridle.

"Astaghfiullah! What's going on, Mang?" hanan asked frantically while holding on firmly to sado body support iron.

"No idea, Den!" mang Dirman replied that he was still trying to control Jali's rampage. "Hey, Jalu! Be calm! Hihiihhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Hihiihhh!"

A moment later the horse fell silent again while wagging its tail.

"Alhamdulillah, finally ..." Hanan muttered now feeling relieved.

Almost the young doctor —tadi— jumped down, so as not to be swayed by the movement of the sado body that almost fell backward.

"Den," called Mang Dirman in a soft voice.

Hanan who had not had time to focus from the recent incident, turned to look at Mang Dirman on the coachman bench. "What's up, Mang?" tanyanya, then also glanced at where the old man's eyes were headed now. "Astaghfirullaahal'adziim ..." exhorted the surprised young doctor.

How not. At that time, just a few meters ahead of where they were now, there appeared a figure of an old woman standing with sharp eyes. The look of his face was very unfriendly, partially covered by the white tassel of his hair, long to almost knee-length.

"Calm down, Den. Don't speak or make any sound" Mang Dirman asked in a trembling voice. "B-let this business, I'm the one facing."

Slowly, the old man locked the horse's harness into the iron hole in front of the sado, then descended from the coachman's bench with great caution.

"Where are you going?" ask Hanan whispered. But Mang Dirman did not respond in the slightest. 'Yes, Allah .. What are the trials you are putting on us this time?' ask the young doctor in your heart. His eyes looked straight ahead, precisely towards the figure of the old woman standing.

"I'm sorry, Nyai," said Mang Dirman so close in front of the old woman. He is none other than Nyai Kasambi. "What can we do until Nyai has to be here this afternoon?"

Nyai Kasambi did not immediately answer, but growled for a while while watching the figure of Hanan on sado.

"Who exactly is that young man, Dirman?" ask the woman while pointing. "For the second time, I saw him passing around this Sundaarabar village."

Meng Dirman glanced for a moment to confirm Hanan's condition, then replied respectfully, "Oh, that's Mr. Guus' guest, Nyai. He had just returned from the honorable Lord's residence."

Nyai Kasambi glanced, staring at Mang Dirman's face that looked paled. Then turned back to set his gaze on Hanan.

"The young man ..." said Nyai Kasambi in a hoarse voice, squinting his eyelids. "The young man reminds me of someone. He .. yes, he's a long dead man. Hi-hi-hi."

Mang Dirman does not want to chimed in. He knew who the old woman meant. Then quietly, glanced at the figures of Nyai Kasambi and Hanan who were a bit far from the two of them there.

One thing that the horseman of the Sumiarsih Juragan family was very worried about was that Nyai Kasambi would actually approach Hanan, then force the young man to speak. Until then, it happened.

"Where are you going, Nyai?" mang Dirman asked as soon as he saw Nyai Kasambi start to step slowly. Staggered on the back of his stick that was tightly grasped in his left hand.

The old woman replied, "What is your business to question that, Dirman? I want to get closer and see the young man there!"

Mang Dirman tried to prevent by inhibiting the pace of Nyai Kasambi's footsteps.

"In the meantime, Nyai," said Mang Dirman. "That Mr. Guus cannot understand our language. It's just free for Nyai to question him."

Prak!

The end of the stick hit the old man's calf. As a result, he was immediately slashed backwards, falling in a sitting state.

"Ohhhh!" erang Mang Dirman in pain while rubbing his buttocks. Then tried to get up between his two footings that were shaking violently. "N-nyai .. t-wait for me, Nyai!"

The woman heeded. He did not care and continued swinging his legs to get closer to Hanan.

"Hi-hi-hi," giggled Nyai Kasambi as soon as he stopped right beside the sado wheel. Staring intently at Hanan who seemed to be trying to calm down. "The veils on your face are like a man who disappointed me once, Young Man. Hi-hi-hi."

"Him! Wait, Nyai! Don't disturb the guest Mr. .. aaahhh!" mang Dirman's strangulation did not finish the sentence and was immediately knocked back by a strong wind that was fluttered by Nyai Kasambi through his old fingers. At first glance it was like an underpowered sweep, but the results were incredible.

"Still you won't listen to me, Dirman!" sentak Nyai Kasambi. "Do I need to make you paralyzed forever?"

"Yanginaann!" hanan shouted involuntarily while jumping down from the top of sado's body. "Don't Mak Nyai hurt Mang Dirman. Ask if Mak Nyai would ask me "

"Den Hanan!" call Mang Dirman surprised. "Astaghfirullah …." He was so sorry why the young man did not fulfill his message.

"Hi-hi-hi!" Suddenly Nyai Kasambi laughed while staring fixedly at the figure of Hanan. "Totally similar. Hi-hi-hi!"

Mang Dirman staggered about to walk over. "Don't do anything to him, Nyai! I beg!"

"Basic men don't know they're lucky!" gerutu Nyai Kasambi while preparing to launch a third unfuk far attack.

"Don't!" hanan exclaimed, spontaneously dropping down with both knees hitting the ground, to resist the motion of the tip of the old woman's wand. "Just do it to me, Mak Nyai," the young doctor asked.

Unexpectedly, it turns out Nyai Kasambi was willing to listen to Hanan's words just now. He suspended his attack on Mang Dirman. He smiled to himself as soon as he saw the young man's face, so close now.

"Ah, your voice is also, Young man," Nyai Kasambi said. "Nearly between you and him in the past, there's no difference." This time, the old woman's hands touched Hanan's chin, continuing to move the young man's head to the left and right. "What relationship do you have with—"

"Hei, tunggu!" teriak seseorang secara tiba-tiba, muncul dari rerimbunan daun-daun pohon di atas mereka bertiga.

Nyai Kasambi. Hanan and Mang Dirman.

Not long after, a human figure jumped down from the height of the trees earlier, accompanied by a swirling motion in the air before arriving with two footrests once it landed.

"Hup .. hiiaaa!"

Jem!

Both of his feet landed smoothly above the ground level. Then rose up quickly and pointed at the figure of Nyai Kasambi.

"Hey, old man! Don't you think, Kasambi? Even old, you are still looking for young men here!" jakak the new figure while clucking sebal.

"You?" Nyai Kasambi narrowed both eyelids. "You again …."

The figure who was a woman grinned wryly. "He-he-he, you still remember me, Kasambi! Good, that way, it means I don't have to tire of introducing you to your name anymore."

Nyai Kasambi retreated.

"Kang Hanan, get away from the old lady!" the new figure reminded Hanan.

But instead of according, the young doctor was even stifled to look. He muttered involuntarily, "Tech Kedasih …."

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