Sexy, Naughty, Bitchy
Tengil Boy

What it's all written like

I don't get it

When despair and emptiness together

I'm just a rona

The created spark

As if missing is meaningless

by Jenk Kelin

Violin stared at the droplets of rain that were condensing in her office window. His sight looked far away. I don't know what he's thinking right now. It just feels empty.

After returning from the court, Rob drove her to Barbara Brand's office. He even made sure Violin entered safely into his room.

"Bro..." Juno nudged Rob's arm asking for an explanation of what happened to his boss.

Rob spread his shoulders, then thrust out the yellow-colored paper to Juno. The man understood immediately.

"Nitip yes bro, I'm back first. If you need to make sure he gets home safely." Pamit Rob's. He handed over Vio's car keys and a pink bento bag with a picture of Patrick Star.

"Tumben Violin bring bekel?" Juno muttered while walking after Vio.

"Wah wah waaahh. Welcome to freedom!" Juno placed the keys and divorce papers on the Violin table. But he opened the bento box swiftly.

Merry accidentally brought two boxes of yellow rice bento because Violin requested. Intentions want to eat with Rob even his mood is damaged because of Mama and his father-in-law.

Merry who is a prank for not knowing if his employer is a flower widow instead deliberately brought a box in pink and blue. He thinks Vio would want to give the bento to his girlfriend.

Violin took a quick glance and came back unconcerned with her assistant's behavior. No employee morals yes Juno model like this.

"Waw...where's the catering, Vi?" He pinched a piece of sausage and ate it.

"Emmm... beef sausage flavor, yeah?" juno said silly. I really wanted to be hit, right?

"Wash your hands first, Junet!" Omelette Vio.

Juno opened both of her palms in front of Vio, "clean dong, weekk!"

"Loof jorok!" Vio shuddered.

Juno instead turned to take a spoon and then feed a large spoon of yellow rice that has been mixed with his friends.

Juno was stunned, he stopped the chewing. It was like knowing the taste of this cuisine.

"Why stop? Your mother's inget too?" Tanya Vio investigated.

"Ehem..." Juno's throat suddenly dried up, he grabbed his tumbler and gulped down the water quickly.

"Of course, this taste is familiar." Juno continued her bribe. "Where did you buy it anyway?"

"The cave that makes."

Juno took another gulp of his drinking water, dragging Vio's reply.

"So, lizards just won't believe your talk." Juno Cibir. "Egg corned Indomie can not, let alone make complete yellow rice like this."

"Lo sueeee."

Vio grabbed a spoon and took a taste of Merry's cooking. Really good dong. Finally they scramble box bento Patrick star it.

"It's the boy." Cibir Malik who just passed the door of his boss who is not closed tightly.

******

Violin glanced at her watch, ten o'clock at night. He drowned on the lonely road to his house.

Not too late actually, but why deserted gini the streets? Stay close again towards his house and suddenly his car jammed. Where no one passes.

When he returned home, he refused Juno's offer to take him. He assures Juno that he is fine. Now even he is the unlucky self.

Huft...

Then he chose to close the hood of the car and sit on it. The number Juno.

Inactivated.

Okay maybe Juno's phone is running out of power. Then he scrolled the other contacts. Number Rob.

Out of range.

Good, all inactive if needed.

It's better to contact the crane from the workshop alone, break up Vio.

He scrolled again.

And nil, he didn't keep it. In the past while still living with Atmanegara, there was a special person who was in charge of checking the routine collection of his father's vehicle and all the cars in the garage. Refueling includes their work. Being the mistress of Dion Mahendra was the same.

Then how did Vio ever feel a vehicle that suddenly stuck like this? Is this what you call independent living? Why this drag? Violin pouting.

He decided to ask the embah all embah, namely Mbah Google.

Yup, got the number of the workshop that opened twenty-four hours closest to this place.

Then a pat on the shoulder startled Violin.

"Tante what to do? Moving huh?" Suee benerrrr, glamorous look like Vio is considered to be bading.

"Absolutely! I want to kidnap kids like you!" Answer Vio sebal.

"Waw.. want dong kidnapped." As for the boy. Vio taxir is still in his twenties. Apparently still a baby face and model who if smiling alone can be transmitted to the interlocutor.

Including handsome with towering height. Vio was only his chest. The boy's skin was slightly brownish, probably due to frequent exposure to the sun. I don't know, the night lights are mostly deceiving.

The boy had his curly hair restored.

"This car is stuck, you know the engine?" With hesitation Vio tried his luck, hoping that this brat could help. The only person passing by was just him, how else?

The boy looked at Vio's black car and whistled. With an admiring look as his hands stroked the body of the car.

"Gilak, how sexy is Maybach!"

Violin hit the boy's hand.

"Aww.. ssshhh." the boy grimaced as he shook his hand.

"I'll check the hood, Tan."

Violin was a little out of the way, making it easier for the boy to check the engine of his car.

"Nothing like Kunti came suddenly." Mumbled the boy. Then he checked his battery water, safe.

Vio stroked his neck which suddenly brushed to hear the boy mention the name of one of the legendary demons of his people. It's almost midnight woy!

"Can you borrow the key, Tan?" The boy held out his right hand. Vio's reflexes handed over the key. The boy got into the Violin's car, a second later got out and returned the key to Vio.

"The car is cool, still not going if there is no gasoline. Aunty really doesn't steal cars, right?" The boy is still suspicious.

Violin clucked, what the hell was she thinking today? Even when he ran out of fuel, he was not aware. Duh, where is still a good distance to his house. Where to try selling?

"Tante wait here, I'll start selling retail, okay?!" The boy headed for his motorbike matic prepared to gas.

Since when did you try to have a motor there? The feeling came on foot. Or Vio who doesn't? Duh, really scared.

Vio hesitated to hold the boy's arm.

"wait. Why... May I come?" tanyanya hesitated.

The boy raised his thick eyebrows. "Aunty? I didn't take the car or the train? There are round and round in the wind if the reckless bonceng of this motor."

"Ck, don't be lebay. It's moving!" Vio directly nangkring in the back seat. His hand clasped the boy's shoulder.

"Duh Tan, can not hold it at the waist just to be more romantic. I'm not a kang ojol you know."

Violin pinched the boy's waist firmly.