Rochman And Ginten

Rochman And Ginten
36. Suharto


“Sik Ten...it's not a demon or a demon, it's a human!”


“Who wants to come here tonight gini Man?”


“YNTKTS”


“YNTKTS it what Man”


“It stands for Yes Ndak Tau Kok Ask Me….Ten!”


“Huh stands for weird really Man..Who made those words?”


“Kalok is not wrong head of state next door who once said it was Ten”


“Hush can't follow you Man..danger Man!”


“Sssst silence.. You are here my wife, let me be your husband who will snatch up the person who is depositing the sediment in front of your house is my wife”


“Janc*k Man.. malaj koyok pilem india only Man!”


Ginten I left near the crossroads that led to his house…


Why is there anyone who makes trouble with this Ginten house anyway, does this Ginten house keep a secret?


But the cook who came was the Marwoto again, did he not kapok kapok get a reply from me and Ginten.


I walked slowly while covering the fence of the neighboring house of Ginten, slowly until I reached the front of the house of Ginten.


The person who had been sneaking around in front of the fence of the house Ginten is now in the house, the person tried to enter the house through the front door of the house Ginten.


“Heh... who are you, and what are you doing in front of our house!”


“M...sorry...s.I was just told” said the person turned towards me.


“Lho .. You are Marwoto's son?”


“I.iya sir, I am Suharto”


“Hah... why do you come to our house!.. briefly , I want to call my wife first!”


When I was going to go to Ginten, it turned out that GInten was in front of his house with a bicycle kepo owned by Pak Peno.


“Kok you're here my wife, don't you understand what your husband said?”


“Ah forgive your wife this is my husband.your wife is just worried about my husband's safety”.


“Hmm well my wife Ginten.. it turns out that this came is a child Marwoto, he said he came here on the orders from Marwoto.”


“Heeh...what are you doing here janc*k!” tanya Ginten was a bit fierce


“I was told by my father, I was just told to go into this house and find this home letter”


“Hahahah... buapakmu it is not kapok-kaposanya yes, whereas back and forth we have defeated each buapakmu make trouble with us both”


“You were told by your father what this time?” ask Ginten


“Say my father in this house there is a land letter and a very valuable object” said Suharto rather frightened


“Hehehe.iya, since your father moved to the next village he could not casually enter this house to whisk hahah”


“Hush.. don't do that Husband Rochman…. Don't open secrets to his son dong!”


“Biarin Ginten my beautiful wife.. Let his son know what Marwoto usually does here”


“Hussh ..gilak you yes my husband.. the doll is not to know Suparmi, can mess their household if you know that Marwoto likes to shake while kissing the curse doll hihihi”.


“Hehehe but it is a reality, my wife Ginten..Her father Suharto would like to kiss your doll is right.. Your doll is like a doll Sekz aja Ten hihihi”


“Hussh, don't be that Man, what if Suharto doesn't see my doll? Could-can he will ngochok also here right heheheh”


Hahahah though in a dark state, because there was no light at all except the street lights that were located in some houses from the house of Ginten, but I could see the face of Suharto red extinguished.


“This is Suharto…. Maap”


“This is Suharto…. Explain to me and my husband exactly what you are going to do in my house. This is really my home, belonging to my extended family which was passed down to me”, Ginten said


“You came here by settling the creep like a thief, I can report you to the village administrator, and you will be judged according to the rules of this village, how.


“S..I was only told by my father.. I was told to find this house letter.he said it was in this house”.


“To.. Suharto, yes you are a little smart.. You just want to find something that you do not know its shape and where it is”


“My father said to enter through the front door , and search in the room in front of it”


“Oh so To.. gini only my wife, how about we just open this front door and ask Suharto to find the goods he wants, he said,  later if you do not meet I will make this delicious Suharto my dear.”.


“Eh so good you are my husband..do not just you a delicious...I also want to feel good like you are.. what if my husband ent*d syilitnya Suharto\, continue kuntila Suharto ent*d empalku Man hihihi”


“Wah my wifeuuu.. Let's open the door of this house, we can be satisfied with Marwoto's son hihi”


“J..don't sir... “ said Suharto.


“Halah... just calm Suharto delicious my time to, do not hurt really..indeed initially sick a little like bit bitten by ants if kuntila I get into your syilit, but after a few times of shaking you will even be addicted to kkok hihihi


“Ndaaaak.. Don't..I'm a normal male sir...!” iba Suharto's.


“Lho, I'm also normal To.But I have a kuntila that is as big as a toothpaste the size of a jumbo.. I don't have an empal brewok like his My wife is hihihi”


“Ampun paaak.. Ampuuun, I was here because my father told me to!”


“Heh To. If you want to come ask me and my wife, our house will be in the village there. You should ask, my wife and I are here or not. It is better..”.


“Already... because we are a good married couple, therefore you are not so we are crazy, even though I have been looking at your phantat hemisphere!”


“Now you go home, and do not forget to pray and ask forgiveness to your Lord for your mistake just now.!”.


“Let's quickly go from here now, and don't come back here again without telling us in advance hehehe”


“My wife and I know that you are not a bad person, you are only used by your father


“For now we will not report to the village administrator, but you must be kind to both of us Suharto, you must be good to us or you will I make you unable to defecate”


“Tomorrow morning, you must come to our house in the next village, we want to ask you something, and do not miss”


“Do not tarnish our kindness this, so tomorrow morning we wait at home ya!”


“B..good sir...I will come”


“Now you can go home, and be careful on the way..”


“Oh yes...you are here what ride to Suharto?”


“I ride a motorbike, but my motorbike entrusted to my friend who lived in my old house it”