The Heart of Old Menjakaka
37. Afraid to get out
The bed looks dark. But even so outside it is very bright. Mental Image that is actually afraid of the dark feel okay, what else is there Steven.
"Where is Citra? How is it not everywhere? Is he playing, huh?" Steven muttered to himself. I don't know what the man was doing, but now he's back saying, "Ajis, where's Citra?"
Looks like Steven was chatting over the phone. Yes, it is possible and impossible if he speaks for himself.
'Who's Ajis? What is a comedian?' inner Image.
"No, I tried to call him, but the hape is in the room. The bag is also in the room."
"Try to look down, ask the security guard. Maybe he saw it."
"Where is Citra? Is he playing? But why not give me permission?"
Bruk!
A cloth believed to be the outer and inner pants fell on Steven's leg. Citra believes that the man is removing his pants.
Immediately Citra covered her face with both hands, but a little peek at the gap of the fingers because curious to see where Steven wanted to go. He prayed that Steven would leave the room first, so that Citra could find the paper she was looking for.
"Is Citra running away from here, huh? But why did you have to run away? I have nothing wrong."
Steven walked towards the bathroom, from behind his body looking innocent and his eyes immediately focused on the two hanging eggs. After seeing Steven get into the image immediately chuckles, because it feels funny.
'It's been funny a long time, too, huh?' The image was just about to topple his body to come out from under the cover. But the door to the bathroom was just opened.
Brak!
Steven who wears a towel coil on his waist walks towards the mattress because his phone rings from now on.
"Times, anyway?" steven asked, his voice surprised. "But I don't see the image here. I'm so afraid she's just leaving the apartment without my knowledge."
'Don't be afraid, Om. I'm not going anywhere.' The image smiled as it covered her lips.
"Have you looked to the next door neighbor? Maybe he was there."
"Ah Citra sucks, not troublesome not tasty rich." Steven was heard breathing heavily and walking towards the closet.
'I'm a hassle, but Om kangen, right?'
"Lho, is this how my closet there's a mess?" Steven's words successfully made Citra round his eyes. Steven looked surprised when he saw the condition of his closet which was a bit messy, because it is usually always neat. "Don't anyone come into my room? But who? What muting? And after that he kidnapped Citra?"
Steven guessed it was not clear, then he quickly took any clothes, then wore them.
Suddenly Citra felt her stomach wrapped around like she wanted to defecate. He immediately crushed his stomach and before long something inside the wrinkled lips rang.
Dut!
'God! Why even fart!' exclaim Citra in the heart while glaring.
Steven who was just about to step out immediately stopped, he turned around with a confused face staring around his room. There was no long smell of poisonous gas.
"You what is this? And what was that noise?" His nose was immediately closed, then flicked one of his hands towards the face.
Soon heard again the sound of farts and mules that could not bear the image. He really wants to poop.
Dut!
'Ah shit! The stomach cannot compromise. I'm gonna make a big move.'
"Nrrr." Steven covered his nose and mouth when he smelled an unpleasant smell, his room was smoky and it really made him nauseous. "Partner! Where are you? Get out or I'm botakin!" shouts Steven who was suspicious that the origin of the smell and sound must have come from a person who is none other than Citra.
To be honest this was very forced for Citra to open her voice, but she herself was confused as to how now.
"Om .. I'm sorry, help me, Om," Citra said.
Steven squatted when he heard where the voice came from, then bowed his body under the bed. His eyes were round when he saw Citra was there being anointed while grimacing.
"I'll explain later, but now please get me out of undercarriage, Om." Citra's face was already red, her breathing was breathless.
"How did you get in? Her time out can't."
"The thing is I'm scared, Om."
"Fear why?"
"Fear someone's out."
"What's out?"
"Fried banana."
"What fried banana? Did you buy fried bananas?"
"Fried banana in my pants, I shit my pants."
Steven was surprised, his eyes wide open. Then he stood up too. "Based on your slob, Cit!" namel Steven then took a chuba mask in the closet, then put it on.
"I can't stand Om and he's out on his own."
"Some people mules doing under the bed! Not to the WC!" Steven grumbled again while massaging his suddenly dizzy head. He did not just think with the behavior of the image beyond reason.
However, the man directly helped her, pulling the outstretched hand of Citra until her body was pulled out. Then he lifted his body and took it into the bathroom.
"Basic slob! Where it smells again. After this you sprayed a room freshener in my room. Just watch out for you!" Steven pointed at Citra's forehead with emotion, then walked out leaving her.
"The name stinks, Om!" yelled out The image that Steven definitely would not have heard. The man is gone.
Image took off her shorts, unseen and cleaned again soon she picked up the white plastic near the toilet, then put it inside and threw it into the trash can.
The sense of mules was still there, then Citra continued to shirk while pondering what she had not managed to find.
"I'll look for it again tomorrow."
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"Basic Citra sets! His behavior really made me dizzy!" Steven opened the mask and rubbed his face rough. Suddenly, he remembered something he had bought before he came home and was left in the car.
Soon Steven got out of his apartment and headed for a special parking lot.
"Om handsome!"
There was a male voice calling out as Steven was about to get into the car that had already opened the door. Then there was a strong smell of the pungent ketek aroma.
Steven closed his nose and turned around. His eyes darted slightly when in front of him was Udin. The man was wearing a black leather jacket, a black shirt and torn black pants. Everything was as black as his skin. Maybe only his teeth and eyeballs are not black.
"Where is Citra, Om?" ask Udin.
'He's the Smell guy, right? Why is he here and know where?' inner Steven.
Steven did not respond, he went in and sat down and took a large paper bag. Steven was just about to get out, but the open door of his car was blocked by Udin's body.
"I want permission to take Citra for a walk, Om. Can, right?" udin Pinta.
...Jeez Citra 🤣🤣 so ilfil tuh Om Steven....
Btw sorry author has not been diligent update, because again the preparation makes a new novel.insyaallah later next month the author began diligent again.
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