Suddenly Chased by Satan
Pretend sleep
His name is not Pak Karan Perkasa if not on time, 30 minutes he has arrived in my room. Either ride the genie which but the clear room so full of food and goods.
"Who's flower?" asked Mr. Karan who was writhing there was a white rose that I deliberately juxtaposed with a red rose that Mr. Karan loves. I put it in a clear vase.
"That's from the neighbor in the apartment,"
"Male?" he's nanya.
"Hoo'um!"
"Do you know you're here? you close?" ask Mr. Karan.
"Know, but not so close. Yes the name of the neighbor is sick when is not nengokin?"
Maybe Mr. Karan was surprised, did I live in an apartment that is usually on a very individual person. I rarely like not knowing who my neighbors are. But this really can look at everything and love flowers, Pak Karan kan auto suspect this is what must be there.
"You alone?" ask mr. Karan.
"No, there is a Father!"
"Aiiish, Father again Father again!" mr. Karan has my head.
"Awwwwkhhhh!" I'm holding my head, lebay.
"Sorry, sick?"
"There's another patient being abused!" I said lebay while grimacing in pain
"Aiish, your acting is too much!" said mr. Karan.
"Hahahahah, end of playing jitak aja. This is a head not a table..."
He rubbed my head, "Yes sorry,"
"Where is the man who-"
"Ridho, hey Ridho! his name is Ridho," I'm a serobot before Mr. Karan says something strange.
"Yes, where is he?"
"There's sudden work. But from there he made me, really," I said, glancing at whatever food this man was carrying.
"You want some pudding? I've got silk pudding,"
"Ck, it should be sultan dong's pudding! there is gold!" kidding me.
And Mr. Karan hapenya to call his assistant, "Buy the sultan's pudding! there's a sprinkling of edible gold! I wait 30 minutes" said Mr. Karan before hanging up.
I was kidding anyway. Why he takes it seriously. I can only see ngeliatin adek cousin whose money I'm sure will not abis 7 derivative.
"Wait for you to eat something else?" ask Mr. Karan.
Um, I wonder what he's carrying, "Donat?"
He opened the big gold box, "Which one do you want?"
"Green tea," I pointed at the green one.
Mr. Karan took a small plate and he took his chair to me.
But before he gave the food that was round and broad in shape, his eyes were a bit squeaky.
"Why are your lips? looks like a wound.." said Mr. Karan.
I also remembered something, the incident happened to two congors who met at the same point which ended with Ridho who was annoyed because I pushed.
To make my nervousness, I take a small plate in the hands of a cousin, I eat a doughnut.
"It doesn't look like you otherwise!" sindir Pak Karan, two rub the corners of my lips with tissue.
Yes, we are talking about incoherence. And actually the pudding sultan dateng even more cepet than I imagined. I don't understand how it works. I'm sure Pak Karan's assistant is auto relieved once the mission is over.
It's noon, but Ridho hasn't returned yet. He said for a while, but the tip was long too. So kesel.
"Why?" ask Mr. Karan, maybe my look is a little different.
"Hoammph, it's okay to sleep," I lied again.
He climbed in my blanket, "Yes you've rested,"
I also crumpled and pretended to be asleep. I have not been sleepy. And after a while I heard Mr. Karan rise from his chair he brushed my hair.
"It's hard to break this feeling, but what can you do?" he caressed my cheek too. Yes, I can feel it because I haven't been molested.
Then, he kissed my head at a glance, "Beautiful dream." she said before leaving me in the room alone.
After feeling that there was no one here but me, I opened my eyes slowly.
"I'm sorry, I can't bale your feelings, sir. Try to think the decket is fitting I have not deket same Ridho, must be different story.." said I lirih.
Calling the name Ridho my mind floated not knowing where, Ridho's shadow again the same Rimar semobil together with a skirt tuh women who just an inch. Deuh, make my heart dagdigdug jeder jedor not because.
Can Ridho hit playboynya Pak Bagas. Moreover, Rimar and Ridho are both assistants, they must often have a job together. And sure deh, the eyes of men will not refuse if treated well. Emang must be immediately confirmed religiously and stately relationship I have with Ridho, let no one else to marry.
I pulled the blanket and removed Ridho's shadow from my mind. But suddenly the door opened. I still brushed, Karan sir came in again. It was just a wake I didn't sleep.
"He's sleeping, Mar!" that's the voice Ridho made as concubine as possible.
"You sit down first" said Ridho again. I opened my eyes, looking.
I squirm this woman sitting on the sofa, tuh mini skirt auto lift.
"Close the bag of cake, use the cake basin, let the thighs not go anywhere!" I menggedumel in heart.
"Drink what, Mar? let me make it?" Ridho nawarin.
Ridho tau-tau looking at me, I immediately brushed again.
"No, Mas. Um, can I go to the toilet?" ask the Rimar whose voice is hoarsely wet. Where to call "Mas" to Ridhonya very soft. Pantesan his boss nempel mulu.
"Toilet huh? over there." said Ridho.
I opened my eyes a little more, I saw Rimar wake up and...
"Awwwwwh!" his feet are on the table.
"Be careful, Mar! retired shoes already, rather than falling down mulu!" said Ridho who held Rimar's hand, so that he did not nyungsruk. Still to be held by hand, if until it stuck to his chest kangmas, I tabok tuh bamper let mletus all of you, let tepos.
"Nih use a pinch, floppies in the toilet even bump later!" said Ridho who gave the same pinch as Rimar.
"Uh, what a concern. Ummmm, look out. I'm kruwes-kruwes your head, Dho?!!!" batinku. I brushed again, afraid that Ridho suspected, is it me who like the couple again dating? Not really this.
"Yes, thank you, Mas. I'll go to the toilet first" Jata Rimar.
And when the toilet door closed I couldn't bear to say, "Eheeeemm, yaaaaaaa ..?. Working while washing my eyes?"
"Are you awake?" Ridho.
"No! I rise from KUBURRRR!!!!" ketus.