Suddenly Chased by Satan
Watch out Don't Nyubit! I'm driving again!
Seeing the smoke from the glass of starfruit in front of the man in a black jacket earlier made our stomach also want to follow the dapet which is anget-anget.
"Here he's feet, Dho! it means he's a real human not a fake!" I narik Ridho made a plan.
"That's not an imitation, is it?" said Ridho who waved his hand at the seller who was in the stall. We are sitting in front of it, facing outwards.
"Ngapain's waving that, anyway?" i'm sewot.
"You need a drink. Thirsty, Va. Cold too..."
"In his hands, let me!" I applak again Ridho's hands let's not lift again. And our debate is like a free spectacle mas who again sniffed his coffee a little because it was still vanash.
"Yes, what, Ma'am? what do you want to order?" ask the woman named Luri.
"Do you want coffee or tea, Dho?" I looked towards the Kangmas.
"Coffee, anyway,"
"Mbak no--" Ridho also want to name the same Mbak Luri earlier, I immediately closed his mouth with my hand.
"Told me to let me!"
"Bak, coffee one same hot tea one. Oh yeah, no mendoan either?"
"Mendoan? ada, Ma'am..."
"New one, yes! I want it hot again, thank you!" my spoken. The madam immediately went inside with a frown.
After the seller was masum, I took off the mouth of the kangmas.
"Jeez, Reva! so ferocious, anyway?"
"Bodo!" I said with a glance I don't like.
While the two of us were arguing, the mas sitting in front of us was grinning while shaking his head.
"Sorry, Bang! he likes jealousy!" said Ridho kegelasin to his mas earlier.
"It's okay, Mom. Women are so, out their horns if you see a threat!" the Masnya chimed in Ridho's chatter.
"If it's okay, you're not here, are you?" ask the Mas.
"Yes, we're here because we want to visit our brother" Ridho said.
"Known, I'm Muklis. I'm a regular ojek here." said the mas who now folds his hands in front of his chest, fighting the cold.
"Oh yes, Bang. It just so happens that we need an ojek to get to my brother's place!" Ridho.
And Ridho also explained to which village is our destination.
"Oh that's a hell of a deal, Mas! just two more villages!" said the Muklis.
"Oh yeah, what vehicle are you riding in? how can I get to midnight here?"
"Bus, Bang!" sahut Ridho's.
"Buses? is there someone who is sitting at this hour, right? how did I just know?" Muklis is confused. I don't know about him, we just got on a ghost bus.
"What time does the bus usually arrive here, Bang?" ask Ridho.
"Yes at the most at 4 am. But the stop is also not around here, but a little far, to the west there. But most kang ojeknya at the base in this shop while waiting for passengers who come from the city," explained Muklis.
At first glance I glanced at Ridho's watch, the time showed at 1 am. Then we spend just two hours more in the ghost bus. Whereas if normal, we can travel more than 5 hours. Really-generating! Maybe we flew in the air sometime huh?
"Please, Cook Ma'am." said the mother-busy who came to deliver our drinks.
"Well, the Mama changed into a mother? maybe she's a syaithon?" I noticed the shape of the mothers who served drinks in front of us.
"She's Wijah's mother, Ma'am. The owner of this stall, and that Luri, his son. Village flower!" muklis said after Wijah's mother left.
"Come, drink Ma'am! cold rush!" muklis. I smiled and showed a little hospitality.
Not long ago came the Luri who said the village flower all men target. His face is innocent, ayu without a touch of powder and foundation. It is the definition of village girl, which is still natural.
"The prayer, madam!"
"Thank you, Sister Luri!" said Ridho kindly and I pinched his waist.
"Aaaaadudududadu, Vaaaa pain!" Ridho uget-uget, between pain and tingling.
"Everything, no gatel!" my spoken.
Muklis again laughed but deliberately held back especially when my eyes glanced at him, cynical.
"Hem!" Muklis cleared his throat, then smeared his coffee again.
"Whouuuh!" Ridho niup coffee that still emits white smoke.
"Drink, Va! his brother was afraid that you'd see that way!" Ridho.
I also according to what my husband-to-be said. I enjoyed the hot tea in the cold tonight and ate two seeds of mendoan angel with cayenne pepper.
Thankfully, my stomach was full too. I'll add one more glass of hot tea. It feels different from other teas, or water that makes different cooking what I do not know.
It was clear that getting to my throat was delicious. Now the stomach so anget karema uda filled with drinks and food. Now it's our turn to pay. Again, I don't know if there's any interaction between Luri and Ridho. We as women must be vigilant, do not let there are gaps that have the potential to interfere with this very romantic relationship. Tidaaaakkk?
Previously, this Muklis bang called one of his friends to come here. Kan can not we cenglu aka bonceng telu aka bonceng threesome. In addition to not loading it can also be mletus tire because of the outside weight perish.
But it turns out kangmas do not want me to be piggybacked with kang ojek. He himself asked to bring his motorbike and diiyain is the same bang Muklis. To twiiiit very mas my girlfrienduuuh.
Ridho took his bike very carefully. Now we are his position behind the motorbike that Muklis boarded and one of his fellow motorcycle taxi friends.
"Dhoooo." I called Ridho while my hands were coiled around his stomach.
"Why?"
"Aren't you afraid they're bad guys? how about we get robbed?" my many.
"God willing, no. Believe and take refuge with God, God willing we are met with good people, Va.." said Ridho nenangin heart.
"Harusmya those who suspect us, can our motorbike take us away.But you see for yourself right? bang Muklis believes this bike is like me?" continued Ridho.
Yes, yes, there are those who suspect the same of us. But bang Muklis and his friend were so trusting, and it is true that we can be vigilant but not too over-thinking.
"Believers don't believe sometimes we are helped by people we don't know at all with God's permission. That's why the person does a lot of good, don't even bother.." said Ridho mengeramahin me.
"BEFORE NOT NYUBIT! I'M BACK AGAIN! WE CAN CATCH THIS!" firmly Ridho who has already memorized my behavior.
"Yes yes! no need to ngegasssss also kaliii, Baaaaaaaaaaaaang!" my spoken.
Midnight gini ride a motorbike down the village that is still beautiful. So beautiful is a lot of land that is still a lot of big trees.
"Dhooooo, we're not going stray, are we? we're not going to be demonized anymore, are we?" ask me while stuck on Ridho's back.
"Isn't it your purpose here to deliberately meet demits and gatherings?" sahut Ridho's.
"Abroad! not meeting demit, Dho! but make nolongin mbak Sena!" we argue on a motorcycle that runs like a dodol, mleyat mleyot.
"Nolongin mbak Sena you're not at risk of meeting demit, how the hell?" Ridho does not want to lose.
"Yes, whatever you want to say!"
And the motor driven by bang Muklis stopped.
"You guys are ahead! we'll be here soon!" said bang Muklis who opened his half-glass helmet.
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