Passion Love Noni Dutch
Section 76

...PASSION LOVE NONI NETHERLANDS ...

...Author by: David Khanz...

...Section 74...

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"Kang Hanan, get away from the old lady!" the woman's voice reminded Hanan. But instead of according, the young doctor was even stifled to look. He muttered involuntarily, "Jeh Kedasih? Isn't that Teteh?"

Nyai Kasambi. He looked at Hanan for a moment with a narrowed look. "You two know each other?" ask wondered. "How did this happen?"

Not yet had the young doctor distanced himself from the figure of Nyai Kasambi, suddenly the end of a wooden stick held by the old woman was lifted quickly, floating, hovering, and aim for the shoulder of the young man who was nearby.

Suddenly, the female figure called Kedasih had also launched a long-range attack. Quickly, he developed the ten fingers in front of his chest, pulled back for a moment followed by a half-body turn, then swung it back forward with a loud shout, "Hiaattt!"

Instantly, the tip of Nyai Kasambi's wooden stick was turned, slammed to the side of Hanan's body. Then followed by a second blow, forcing the body of the old female shaman staggered backwards.

Nyai Kasambi restrained the attack by resting on the footprints of both feet, moving backwards. Causes a crackling of gravel that erodes dry soil to reflect dust. 

"Bad!" sumpat the figure was angry, then turned his head and turned to look at Kedasih who had a sharp look. "You're always meddling with my business, you bastard Betina!" he returned to grumbling.

The opportunity was used by Hanan to immediately move away. Running around, approaching the figure of Mang Dirman who was still sitting helpless.

"We're getting away from here, Mang!" exclaimed the young man while helping Mang Dirman stand staggering.

"Hhhhh ..hhhh!" The horseman was in pain. Holding the chest still tight, then following Hanan's pull to get away from the area immediately.

They both took cover behind a large tree, but while watching the actions of the two women were facing each other.

"Den ..." call Mang Dirman after sitting on the grass again. He looked at the face of his master's son with a look of wonder. "Who is that woman? Looks like Aden and him know each other already."

Hanan turned his head for a moment, then turned to look ahead behind the hiding of the two of them.

"I don't know who Teh Kedasih is yet, myself" the young doctor replied in a slow voice. "We've met before near Dad's funeral."

"Juragan Juanda's funeral?" muttered Mang Dirman while remembering. "When is that, Den?"

For the second time, Hanan turned back. He felt more interested in paying attention to the two female figures in front of him, rather than answering Mang Dirman's questions.

"A few days ago, Mang," Hanan replied. "A moment before, when Mamang and Ki Sendang Waruk followed me to that place."

Mang Dirman immediately recalled the incident when he and Ki Sendang Waruk searched Hanan to the cemetery area. But of course, when he came, he did not see his master's son along with others.

"But that time—" Not yet finished the old man said, Hanan immediately swapped it quickly. "Ssttt .. shut up, Mang. I want to hear what they're talking about there" the young doctor said, sticking an index finger on the lip.

Mang Dirman immediately complied. Secretly the old man followed the direction that was being noticed by Hanan, while narrowing his eyelids and putting his old ears carefully.

Nyai Kasambi stared intently at the figure of Kedasih. He moved his head until the bobble on his pockmarked cheeks moved in a swing with the gurgling of teeth.

Nyai Kasambi growling. The breath of the flowers accompanied by the hands shook violently.

"Shut up, Lust!" exclaimed the old woman with the wooden stick was raucous. "What I'm doing right now has nothing to do with you at all. But why do you always interfere? Have I been harming you all this time? No, right?"

Kedasih smiled back, then continued to reply to Nyai Kasambi's words, "In person, it is not, Nyai. But ... Looking at what you did to that young man earlier, I can't seem to keep quiet. I'm sorry, if you think it was an attempt to interfere with me."

"Damn it!" rutuk Nyai Kasambi is upset. "That's how you lick your tongue, love! Don't-don't you both still like young leaves, huh? Hi-hi-hi's chat. Isn't that enough of the man I gave up on you just yet, huh? Or else you never dared to reveal your heart to him!" The old figure was long.

I was also laughing at Nyai Kasambi's words just now.

"In the past, he had never once been able to meet, Nyai, but ..we had once met and it was in a different situation," replied Coldly with a biased eye seemed worried. "I'm sure, someday, we'll be reunited."

Nyai Kasambi back up until his body shakes violently. He knocked his wand to the ground because he could not stand the tickle of the laughter nerve.

"I admit, you are indeed a big dreamer, Kedasih," Nyai Kasambi said after stopping the deck. "But in fact .. the man you expected to be, never once remembered you." For a moment he snickered to himself, mocking. "Even .. to the extent that you asked the Soul Purifier Ajian to the Teacher, before the old man died in the dirt. Hi-hi-hi."

"Unfortunately .. you failed to follow what I had obtained. Because of that, you took a grudge, then killed the Teacher. That's right, Nyai?"

Nyai Kasambi growls spookily.

"But .. I am very happy, you have received the appropriate reply for your actions," Kedasih continued, accompanied by a sour grin. "Your face and body, age faster than you didn't expect. Ha-ha-ha!"

Hanan and Mang Dirman looked at each other to hear the conversation of the two female figures.

"What are they talking about, Mang?" tanya Hanan accompanied the two eyebrows to each other. 

Mang Dirman replied without deigning to look at his employer's son, "Entah, Den. Perhaps, they were talking about the past of the two."

"If that's the case, I know, too," Hanan replied as he glanced. "The problem .. ah, that's it. I don't want to think anything about them."

This time, Mang Dirman turned his head towards Hanan. "What does Aden really think?"

"Ah, no, Mang," he replied, hurriedly asking the figure of the family coachman to be silent. "Better, we'll just wait until they're done with the two of them. Even if we have to get out of here, sado we're still there."

"That's right! How insolent of you, Kedasih!" nyai Kasambi snapped while clenching his hands.

"The insolent is you, Nyai!" reply Love does not lose. "You did bad to me first!" he said while pointing. "You trap that man with your pregnancy, so that he never remembers me again and then you disappear, and leave your two children just like that in the woods. If only Master hadn't helped, that baby of yours would have been a beast's meal!"

Nyai Kasambi laughed. He said, "That's what I want, love. I never got the man I love, and you were both tormented by your feelings for the man you expected. Ha-ha-ha!"

"I really love Kang Waruk! It's not like you're playing him!" reply Love does not want to budge, arguing.

"What?" Hanan and Mang Dirman spontaneously looked at each other and muttered in surprise. "I mean .. Ki Sendang Waruk-kah?"

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