Sexy, Naughty, Bitchy
Flower Widow
What a beautiful morning. A young boy was unceasingly smiling all the way.
Everyone who passed him was swept. Today he was too friendly, to the extent that his mother's jamu gendong mbog astonished.
"Kae wants a son to Miss Isa, to? How do you know ngguyu mbek me? Lha wong biasane nang ngomah misuh wae yen I mrono. (That was Bu Isa's son, right? How do I grow my smile? I usually say no if I go there)
That's how the grunt of the fat jamu mbog.
Although the road is jammed as bad as usual, but for the young man it is like the most beautiful gift because he can linger with a beautiful woman in the back seat of his motor matic.
Sometimes he glanced at the spy. Make sure the woman he is carrying is safe. All of you also make sure that the woman is real, really behind her, piggybacking on her side with her hands tightly coiled around Jeffry's waist.
Yak ampuuuunnn, felt the dream embraced by the idolatrous artist. Hihahi
Unlike Jeffry, almost all the way Vio grumbled. He who is used to struggling with the streets jammed capital city but sitting comfortably in a fragrant car, full AC and full music, must hear the noise of exhaust and vehicle pollution around it. Especially when it stops the red light, it feels like Vio jumped and ran to find a taxi.
Vio was sure at this time his smooth face was spruce, black filled with vehicle smoke. Huff...
"Jeff, it's a gap, you're gih let's spit." Violin pointed at the gap between the pickup car and the school bus in front of her at the red light.
"Danger, Tan. That's so cramped, my bike doesn't fit." Kelly Jeffry.
"That's two motors!" Violin gnash herself. Jeffry is only 40 km/h.
"No, danger!" Jeffry ngeyel's.
"Are you sure you don't have speed? Okay, I'm getting down here. There is a taxi ahead. I can ride the ojek too." Vio started to crumble. Can't stand the taste. His body began to stick and strange smells felt attached.
"Eh, taxi at this hour is full of all. Taxpayers are also a danger, Tan." Jeffry's starting a drunkenness.
"Get a tight grip, run out of this red light I immediately gas deh." Finally Jeffry had to give up their shortened time with speeding.
Violin actually held tight on Jeffry's waist. This time it was extra tight with the bonus rather pressing his chest on Jeffry's back. I mean, let Jeffry be in pain, but it turns out to be delicious. The smile of the boy was getting wider. Bonus euy!
The journey from home to the office which is usually only an hour fit again jammed, felt Vio molor so two hours. No, not just hyperbole.
The other with that little boy. An hour is five minutes, less.
"Thanks yes, Jeff." Violin said when you get to the front of the Marina Group building. He got off the bike while trying to take off the helmet. Yak, hard!
Two minutes, still hard.
"It's copotin! Why are you smiling so clearly?" Violin's getting upset. This morning he rushed even the person who helped him model the Jeffry. Forgive me!
"Iihh, Auntie said dong if you want to be copied to look friendly like Dilan."
"Dilan your bald! Cepetaan!"
"Yes yes..." Jeffry helps Vio take off his helmet. It's a bit dragy.
"Bah, I'm in. Thanks." Thanks." Pamit Vio's. He handed the helmet into Jeffry's hand and half ran into the lobby. His seven-cent hels sounded loud knocking on the granite floor of the Marina Group lobby.
From the outside Jeffry was engrossed in drugs until Violin's body disappeared.
"Ehem..." Dehem's someone in a security uniform behind Jeffry. He stared at Jeffry intensely while twisting his long mustache. His fierce face made Jeffry slightly dragging.
"Eh, Mr. Toni. Let's Sir... Hehe." He nodded politely.
The man who was called flinched in wonder, "Heh ye! Here you are!" Call her fierce. Jeffry who was about to gas so turned and pulled his motorbike beside the guard post.
"Breakfast yet, Tong?" Ask Mr. Toni. He invited Jeffry to sit next to him. Inside the post were two colleagues of Mr. Toni who were coffee accompanied by fried food. Jeffry greeted them briefly. From his name tag, Joko and Andi.
"It's Sir." Answer Jeffry.
"Just relax, just copy it first." Mr. Toni offered a cup of milk sachet coffee and a plate of fried food that seemed to be still warm. Jeffry was tempted.
"Waahhh.. fit this sir." Jeffry plucks.
"You're Miss Violin's motorcycle?" Mr. Toni began to investigate Jeffry who looks above the average kang ojek kolan mostly.
Not kang ojek usually not handsome you know, they are handsome according to their respective versions. But from the glasses of Mr. Toni, Jeffry who is young with a bad boy style semprul slengekan less fitting so a motorcycle taxi driver.
Jeffry wiped the finger of the oil container with a tishu, then shook the hand of Mr. Toni, "known sir, his future girlfriend Aunt Vio." He spoke with a pongah.
Krik krik...
All speechless.
Krik krik...
Mr. Toni and his friends looked at each other.
Then...
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA..."
All laughed out loud while holding each other's bellies. Even Mr. Toni's friend whose stomach is most distended to the point of shedding tears so much gel.
"Well this boy dimane the hell? Lawak bener's! Haha..."
"You need to circumcise a dry belly, Tong. No need to go far away from Bu Vio! Haha..."
"Have ape lu, huh? Haha..."
Jeffry combed his curly hair by hand. Not keder even added song face of the boy. It seems like he is used to being blasphemed. Hmmmm...
Then Jeffry remembered something. He could ask these fathers. He shifted his seat closer to Mr. Joko.
"Oh yes, by the way gossip about Aunt Vio who is married, is it really sir?" Whisper Jeffry lirih. How to get excited waiting for the answer.
"Where's the rumor?" Security named Mr. Andi answered Jeffry's question.
"That's a fact, not a rumor!" Further again. Jeffry's heart slipped.
"What the hell are you, Tong? Said his future girlfriend is Bu Vio." Mr. Toni sneered while laughing, even though his mouth was full of reinforcements.
Jeffry grinned at horses.
"You go on, Le. I'm kok sueneng same spirit young man sing koyongene." Said Mr. Joko who from earlier was just silent.
"You look okay, but Miss Vio doesn't just need a look. Wong is her rich ex-husband, who guantenge kayak Arjuno aja yo tetep divorced. Weess, just koe forward, don't support!" Mr. Joko is encouraging.
Jeffry of course, when he heard his Aunt Vio was a widow of flowers. For him it does not matter if you want a virgin or a widow, this is the challenge. It was easy for him to seduce people's girls, but woo the flower widow who was full of charm like Violin? Hmmmm...
Jeffry Caiyooo!!!