Suddenly Chased by Satan
The Journey Home
I don't really sleep. I just brushed while enjoying the music that shahdu, plus the rain situation is very supportive.
Cousin adek also diem-diem bae. There is no sound.
"There's no way he's saying that and this car runs itself, right?" I suddenly suspected.
I'm wistful and writhing Mr. Karan again with my own smiles.
"Why are people?" I said in my heart.
As he looked to the side, a smile that would be beautiful to decorate every day like a jasmine flower was suddenly flabbergasted.
"Related?" muttered.
Then I put my hands on the eel, "Saha ieu? hayu nagaku ayeuna!"
"My reva is driving again! your hands are disturbing!" said Mr. Karan as he nepis my hand that nangkring in his jidat.
"Alhamdulillah not kesambet, only I want to ngeruqyah!" I said. Mr. Karan just glanced at the doang.
"Yes anyways smile to themselves, you're horrified. Where else is it raining..."
"If the smile is a tabdanya kambet? you are just there!" said mr. Karan.
Does he not realize that he is stingy expression, so that we know he smiles and even wonders, 'again why are there people?' kan so.
Kan, now he's smiling again.
"Sir Karan! heh.." I rocked his arm.
"Why?"
"Bapa why? that's our own smile, so we're afraid to know!" I said.
"Oh my smile is scary like the ghosts of urband legend that often hangs in your brain?" mr. Karan looks like a real sprain.
"Ssssshhh, don't be so hard, sir! it's Mona again, kasian if you wake up!
"Can you not call me Father? because I'm not that old!" mr. Karan raises his volume.
"Can't! because it's become a habit" I said.
"If you don't want to be called Father, it means grandpa!" my continue.
"Ck, whatever!" answer Mr. Karan who udh guooondddoook same aing.
"Don't you freak out about drag a mate?" i ngeledekin.
"Sokay know you!"
Try it if you are still the boss, how dare I say this. I can't call you baby, because I love Ridho's kangmas, sir. We are enough brothers.
"I did not expect it turned out that you can doyan jengkol also loh! I thought the rich would be anti-eat soan." I said suddenly.
"You can eat that, why can't I?" said it.
"That means that if I eat the bell, you also want to eat the bell?"
"You think?" mr. Karan is turning back.
His habits never say yes. Asked even behind the nanya is really cute.
Mona mah, there are people talking about what their sleep is. No movement, it's just as surprising as a boy. You can sleep anywhere at any time without being disturbed.
The rain had stopped, quite the view so more clearly not bureng kayak earlier.
The car is super comfortable, so even sitting for hours is also at home.
Finally our goal ends in front of a house that is not as big as Karan's pack house but the yard is wide. For me this is too fancy.
"It's over, let's get down!" said Mr. Karan who stopped the car and took off his seat belt. And I was again flirting with hape. I think it's enough to punish Kangmas. He calls or chats it. But since we already nyampe yes I have entered again hapeku into the bag.
"Yes, why? no like? or less large and broad? or do you want to stay in the apartment?" mr. Karan nyerocos, while I'm flickering.
I nod, "Eh, that's not what it means!" i'm shaken.
Mr. Karan frowned, "So yes or no? don't confuse me! if you want to go to the apartment, we'll go there now. Because it's been a very night" said Mr. Karan, who wears his seatbelt again.
"Where's ridho?"
"Oh my God, is there only Ridho in your brain?" mr. Karan saw me.
"Not really, sir. I'm just kepo, where Ridho..."
"He'll be here, he'll still have business. Now we're going to the apartment or?" ask mr. Karan.
"Here you are, tired of having to go again." I said, taking off my seatbelt and getting out of the car.
I opened the back door to wake up the molder, "Mon ... Monaaaa! wake up, nyampe?!"
"Emmmmh, how? I paid for it!" mona said.
"Ngelindur nih boy!"
I shook her body until she was fully literate and conscious, "Monaaa! wake up, we're nyampeee!"
"Emmhhh! yes, Maq!" replied Mona with a limp body because of sleepiness.
But after getting out of the car, the night air can make him literate wider.
Both of our bags are carried by the same man, Mr. Karan. I just carry a small bag that makes you use the same wallet.
Mona and I followed the firm steps of the company's ruler. He is a very bossy style, everyone who squirms auto nduk and respect.
The building consists of two floors, again although this is not as luxurious as the house of Pak Karan. But still yes, the design and content in it can not be underestimated.
If you have money that is not calculated, want to make anything can be. Do not be home, want to make a palace can also if the money is there.
He took me up to the second floor, and occasionally he looked back without stopping his long steps up the stairs.
We both followed where Mr. Karan was walking, then he stopped in front of a door.
"This is your room, Mona. You can rest here" said Mr. Karan who told Mona to come in.
"If your room is over there" Karan told me.
Mona went into the spacious room and closed it immediately.
Mr. Karan told me to follow him again, not far from Mona's room anymore.
Chequek!
"Come in" said Mr. Karan, who opened the door. I look at my room that is too spacious if only one person is in it.
"This is a room for me?" I went in and looked back.
Cousin followed and closed the door, "Yes, why? what's less comfortable?" ask pam Karan who checked the level of tenderness of the mattress in this room with his hands.
"Not that problem,"
"Then what?" don't like the paint?" ask Mr. Karan who is standing next to me who is still looking at the building I just entered.
"Catted?" I'm spreading my eyes.
"It's not because of the paint, but this room is too big for me." I looked at my cousin's adek.
"You like it so much with narrow ones, don't you? freaky!" chirps mr Karan.
"If it's too wide his gaze becomes everywhere constantly" I paused when I saw Mr. Karan who looked at me with a different look.