Sexy, Naughty, Bitchy
Move over

A sunny Saturday afternoon. The sky with its bow flaunted its beautiful violet. The birds began to fly back.

The scenery that Violin had never enjoyed in her entire life.

He loves nature, he loves everything about the beauty of the Creator.

He stood in front of the second-floor balcony of his new home.

His smile was happily drawn. He spread his hands wide. Wishing her dream to live in this happy home was not in vain.

Minimalist modern two-story house that he has remodeled into such a way that it is comfortable, according to his version. With a large and beautiful page.

Parks and trees, complete with flowers and grass.

While still in the renovation stage, once twice he came here, many friendly neighbors greeted him warmly.

For a while Sofia stayed with him. After Sofia returned from the hospital, he had a fight with Vio and Pam, insistent on staying in his own home.

In the end, at midnight about two and a half hours, almost in the morning, Surti called Vio in a trembling voice of fear.

His voice was almost inaudible. But the sound of screams and howls behind him was clearly in Violin's ear.

Without a second thought Vio darted towards Sofia's house.

Sofia is found by Surti with disheveled hair and a body that shakes violently, increasing with sweat that floods her body that stuck in the corner of the kitchen, frightened.

He said he just wanted to take a drink in the kitchen, but his trauma to Daniel turned out to be so great to haunt his subconscious.

She screamed and cried at the spot where Daniel had last beaten her.

Violin grabbed him and took him home that night.

It's not possible to go to Pam's house, is it? Tau himself. Hem...

And here they are now.

New homes, new furniture, new furniture, all new, still a factory seal.

The front and back garden of the house which is also newly completed is laid out and made as comfortable as possible for the owner.

There is a rope swing, a small gazebo at the back and also a koi fish pond complete with a shower. Vio paid dearly for this convenience.

What looks striking in the house is the wall and fence of the house higher than the other house.

Vio knows who did it. So the first time he saw the high and arrogant wall standing around his house, the first person he contacted was Rion.

"Om, turn my fence around!" Jerit Vio at that time while massaging the base of his nose.

"For the sake of safety and comfort together, Vi." Answer Rion calmly.

"No, I can't dong. Who will stay here I am, not Om!"

"This is my father's order. Sorry to turn it off."

Tuutt....

Violin looked at her mobile phone anxiously. Then his gaze turned to the wall of his house fence.

Some workers are still seen finishing the finishing stage. Rion's men won't be easy to get rid of. Moreover, there are frills 'father's orders'. Let rainstorm pu ting pickaxe they will lunge. They are loyal.

It is no longer surprising for Vio, even though he bought a house secretly at the end of the world must be his father knows.

It could be that the worker who was looking busy painting it was one of his father's spies.

Huuuff...

So Vio just went through it, arguing was free. Tomorrow let all of you bring your own bogem to cut the wall, he asserted.

Back in the afternoon today at Violin's new home.

"Sophiii... Why did you choose pink, anyway?" Pam screamed hysterically at the tablecloth.

Sofia, who was inserting a sofa pillowcase, looked at the kitchen, where Pam was waist-tracking as usual.

"Kan let's match. Here's..." Sofia answered while brandishing the sofa pillow that she just finished installing with a soft pink Piggy motif.

"Jeez, Vioooo! Your real home in magic so play group with him." Adu Pam's.

Vio just a peaceful mess. He likes to see the noise of this sohib duo.

"Ck, justin. Itung-itung psychiatric therapy." Violin Whispers.

Sofia glanced ferociously, "gue danger, woooyy!" Throwing a sofa cushion towards Vio and Pam who had already gone to the back garden of the house.

They were running around the courtyard with loose laughter, as if without any burden on each other's shoulders.

Let go of the tiredness squeezing in the chest with laughter.

Then it sprawled on the grass after fatigue.

The smell of green grass, with a typical soil mixture. Plus the gemricik of the pool water, it somehow felt to calm their minds.

Sofia grabbed the hands of her two best friends and held them tightly. The look in his eyes implies sincerity.

"Thanks for everything." Sofia's frown was smoothed with teary eyes, yet her lips were engraved with a beautiful smile.

Vio and Pam looked at each other and smiled, then they hugged on the garden grass.

"Ohh, leganya..." Shouted Sofia out loud.

Vio covered his ears with his hands and laughed.

Vio gawked, "tumben the hell, you care about people talking?!"

Sofia.

"Nih wall was built by his father Vio using sound absorbers with superior material, product number uno. Guaranteed neighbors will not be anyone ngeh we want salto, roll, scream, ngaknak." Bisik Sofia's.

"No, check on it, it must be complete. There's a lightning rod, anti-maling sensors, bulletproof and radiation. Beuh, complete anyway." Sofia said as she looked up at the top end of the wall in front of her.

"See tomorrow, I'll cut the wall." Vio pointed his index finger.

"What's wrong with you, Vi? It's also gini, more privacy." Sofia started the lecture. Traumatized people who meet men are afraid to start socializing again. With this high wall indirectly gives peace to him.

"Agree me!" Pam chimed. "Lo was supposed to realize, who's Elo's son? And your father must have prepared for the worst possibilities that will happen if he is not alert emergency."

Violin scratching the head.

"Not most of you think, you've already done it for me. Not grateful, Lo!" Pam sneers.

"For a moment I thought tuker would add the use of what."

"Woy! Durhaka lo!"

"Haha..."

Then the bell rang from the front of the fence.

Pam was staring at Violin. "Lo ngundang people?" Ask.

Violin shakes.

"Eating agent, maybe?"

Violin shook her head again.

"Gue open it." Pam stood up and cleaned her butt with her hands to remove the dust that was stuck in her dress.

Violin does not have a domestic assistant. Just yesterday he contacted the service provider. They promised that this week they would send it according to the criteria that Vio wanted.

Vio and Sofia follow Pam to the front page.

Pam peeked out of the fence, slightly lowered to be sure. Fear of ignorant people who prank the bell. His chest seemed to spill out in front.

"Pcsst... There are a lot of people outside." Pam Whisper.

Violin frowned, then walked beside the gate to the small door and opened it.

"Excuse me, ma'am." Greet one of the middle-aged fathers who wore a black peci.

Violin nodded, "What's up, sir?" Ask Vio with a look of caution because the father numbered quite a lot. About ten people, including young men. The demo person's thesis, or maybe this is called a digrebegan?

Sofia immediately went inside, went into the room and locked it tightly. She's terrified.

"Sorry to interrupt his break. I'm the head of this RT complex. And this is the RW chief, and also the cadet corals." Black peci introduced himself.

Pamela emerges from behind Vio's body. Mr. RT chairman and his henchmen immediately wrongly look at Pam's body. The air around him immediately felt hot.

"E-e-eh, this... Anu mbak, maybe he forgot to report for the collection of new residents."

Violin glanced at Pam asking for help. Signs he does not understand the problem of reporting.

Never mind taking care of the report, which is there every day he who screams for a report.

Pam moreover, he just raises the shoulder of the sign does not understand as well.

"Tomorrow we take care of, sir, we want to rest first. Tired kelar beberes." Banish the smooth Pam.

Some of the mothers walked up to them.

"Well, wait, please rest. Sorry to interrupt." Pamit pak RT who still seems reluctant to move from where he stands.

Until the sound of the mother's bells rustled to their surprise.

"Sir how the hell, tell me to call let's chat instead."

That mother looks like RT's wife. Her makeup looks shaky even though only wearing a wide negligee to cover her sizzling body. His face looks like judes. Or maybe because of her thick make up?

The mother approached Violin and Pamela as the company of the fathers left them.

"Aduuuhhh maapkeun ya neng, this father was told to call for a gathering instead of standing wae here. Hayuk oruh follow us liwetan at the patrol post end there." Invite the mother with a distinctive Sundanese accent. His hands are clattering because most wear gold bracelets pointing towards the place where the patrol post in question.

Pam doesn't seem to like it very much. Unlike Vio who looks enthusiastic to welcome the invitation of the mother.

"Can we follow mom?" Ask Vio spirit.

"By atuh, Neng. So...!" Answer the mother.

"Gue didn't follow, Vi. No need to leave Sofi alone." Pam turned the body in the house.

Vio doesn't feel good on his own. Slowly he took off his hand.

"Sorry mom, maybe next time." Reject Vio smooth.

"Yes already, I'm first yes, Neng."

Vio nodded his head then closed the door slowly while imagining nasi liwet, lalapan, salted fish, sambel terasi, crackers. Duh, lapeeeerr...

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