The Journey of Love Daveena
Adit found out

Adit decided to find out for himself whether it was not, or just cheap gossip of mothers only.if it is true this camper place likes to be used in motions, why not just closed.

Adit walked alone to the village, because the location of the camp with the village is only about 500 meters away.

After reaching the gate,adit went straight to a stall across the street which happened to be the closest stall to the camp area that he was the same friends occupied.

" excuse me ma'am, is there instant noodles??" Adit pura pura shopping.

The owner of the shop looked up at his body, looked at the cross and smiled as he replied

"How many kids do you want??"

" uh four, ma'am" replied adit while sitting.

" can I have a cup of coffee, ma'am?"

"May son, please sit there first, mom made it first" said the shop owner's mother while taking coffee and about to brew it.

Adit sat in a long chair waiting for his order while opening his phone.

" bu coffee one, do not stir "

" i am also one irah, the water is a little .coffee ordinary" said the other father.

The shop owner's mother who was known as bu irah was busy making their order coffee.

Not long ago, Bu irah came with a tray containing three cups of coffee.then gave it to us.

" yes ma'am, thanks " kat adit while blowing his coffee niup.

" rah, where's your son? Don't you help in the shop??" Said the father who ordered bitter coffee.

" usual lah.ada new children come, he helps masang tent "answer bu irah while peeling bananas to be fried.

" ahh..come again the entourage.hopefully do not brutal people again, wonder me why pak lurah does not close this place." Said the father who ordered half the coffee.

" it's good to be closed.if it closes my shop how?? How is my effort?? Play close it shut" ma'am irah sewot answer it.

" that is, if it is not so, for a long time this place became polluted.you know that people who come here the destination is not just to camp or enjoy the mountain air alone, you know,but they also enjoy their satisfaction.tau in the corn garden owned by the rojali, the afternoon they pervert there, he said,not to mention in the river they do indecent deeds.for a long time our village became the practice of the bianatang" replied the father who ordered his coffee half.

" right irah, almost every night if I nganterin my son work, definitely cross paths with young people who walk hugging.even in the dark place near the patrol post often I see a pair of perverted young people, he said,I'm afraid the anal kid here follows the city people there who like to do inappropriate things"

Adit heard their chat, and the temple was busy with his hape, and he recorded all their chatter.

After being satisfied with the information, she immediately paid for her groceries.

" mom, how much is it ??"

bu irah then turned his eyes from the fathers towards adit, he checked the contents of the crackle while his lips komat kamit counting the groceries.

" so 15rb just son" said madam irah

my father looked towards Adit,he looked at the adit.lalu whispered again to his friend.adit who accidentally glanced towards the fathers pura did not see him then turned his gaze while waiting for change from bu irah.