The Virgin Corpse Assignment
Section 35
...THE VIRGIN CORPSE...
...Author by: David Khanz...
...Section 35...
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“M-they were wrong target people, M-mbak,” Basri continued after wetting his throat. Suddenly it was like a scare. Dried and remembered by Lastri.
Gluey!
“Means I was just released ama The gambling boss was.”
The sitting position of this man seems to have begun to be uncomfortable. Several times he changed positions. Especially with a gentle swipe of Lilis's hand hit the knee, continuing to rise little by little to the top. “Ooohh, so. Mercifully. I was worried, you know, the same Mas Abas. Afraid why-why, ‘gitu. So I hurriedly went there even though I was scared myself. He-he.”
“I-iya. Thanks for the help, Ma'am.”
“Sama-sama, Mas,” reply Lilis with a slightly raised voice and a mischievous smile. His words are bold now. “I just ... reply to me, Mas.”
“B-reply about what? Aahhh ..”.
Answer the woman while shifting the seat closer, “Uang tips that Mas Abas love earlier. Pretty much so. Not like other guests, including Mr. Brutus himself. He-he.”
“M-mbaakk, ahhh!”
“Aparticularly this Mas stunt my time .. eemmfftt!” Lilis' words suddenly stopped just like that. Suddenly Basri moved forward, pushed his face, and immediately hit the woman's lips with hunting breath.
The sound of ‘ keciplak’[2] echoed in the narrow room. Then followed by the increasingly blaring breath. Gerah also visited the two people. Spur warm sweat, pumped fast, seeps glitter from inside pore holes.
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“Yes, Allah ... The bus! Where have you been?” juned exclaimed as soon as Basri arrived at his rented room ahead of dawn. “Gua nyari-nyari elu equally Cemong both like muter-muter city. But neither do you. Where were they taken to, Bas?”
“Love cave drink first, Ned,” Basri said as soon as he entered the room. “Gua is so tired, here. Jeez!”
Juned rushed to get a glass of drinking water, then given to Basri immediately. “Minum, Bas. It's really loud, you. Astarghfirullah!”
Not until half a minute, the glass was empty again leaping, gulped Basri. Then after some time, the little guy started telling stories. “Gua managed to escape from those people, Ned,” he said with a serious mimic. “In the middle of the road, the cave asks to come down. Can't stand the urge to pee ..”
“Peanner?” Juned's forehead frowned. “I-iya .. yes, pee. Continues?”
Basri continued to speak. “Them first ‘kan ngelarang. Yeah, you know, the cave was pissing in the car. Prohibited cave. Alesan stinks, here, that's what. Uh, finally got it too, dong,” said the man in flames. “Certain cave down in the middle of the journey, tightly escorted, until finally cave run so dapet opportunity. The cave is chased, Ned, but they lost their cave run. Understand the body as big as ‘gitu, where can run fasten. Yes no?”
“It. Continue ... continue ..”
“Yes, keep ... cave crammed in the bushes. Sampe finally cave walk here. Come on, so tired of the cave!”
“Yes, God! It's so hot, lu, Bas. Thankfully, you are okay. Mercifully. Continue, now ‘how?” june asked confused. “Elu sure laper, ‘kan?”
“Cua wants to sleep. Rest. Capek,” replied Basri pretending to be exhausted.
“But laper also not?”
The man looked at his friend.
“Iya, anyway. Bit.”
“Ya, already. Cariin cave food now, deh,” said Juned enthusiastically.
“OK, Ned. Thanks, yes.”
Juned did not immediately rush out. He lives near Basri.
“Go there. He said he wanted to nyariin cave food,” added Basri back astonished. Suddenly his friend shook his palm. “Whits?”
“He-he, understand, Bas.”
After receiving money from Basri, Juned immediately rushed to find food. While this squeaky guy even fell asleep, exhausted, after a full night of combined desire with Lilis in her rented house. It was very tiring and made the woman lay low until she was unconsciously left behind by Basri secretly. He himself then went home using public transportation into January.
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“That's how it happened, Mong,” Juned said ending his talk to Cemong at the diner. “ Anyway, the position of the three of us at this time is really not safe. The gambling boss's men must be coming again.”
“Wah, urgent!” exclaim Cemong suddenly shrunk his guts.
“Makanya, we have to move from this city asap.”
“Where?”
Juned glanced towards Basri. “Where, Bas?” tanyanya's confused.
Answer the question while thinking, “Other cities for sure, Ned-Mong.”
“Iya, but to where?” ask them both back together.
“Gua himself is still thinking.”
“Aahhhh.” Juned and Cemong exclaimed in disappointment. “How is this? Cave time must return to Lampung.”
“Two even to Kalimantan, Ned. The plan, anyway, briefly while waiting for a big move,” said Cemong looked serious.
“Huge transfer? Mean you?” asked Basri and Juned in shock.
Cemong even giggled at the response of the two friends, then replied, “Ikut same move the capital of the country, Bas-Jed. Ha-ha!”
“Satan!”
“Dog! Boro mah cave seriously!”
“Ha-ha!” Cemong's laughter grew louder until several visitors and shop owners simultaneously glanced at the three of them. “Sorry .. sorry .. cave just kidding, really. Ha-ha.”
“Satan!”
“Articles!”
The swearing of oaths sprang from the mouths of Basri and Juned. Then they prepared to leave the dining table. Part of the payment, of course the duty of his father Aryan and Maryam.
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Two days after the incident in front of the karaoke entertainment venue, Basri decided to return home in Kampung Cijengkol. Welcomed by his wife and two children with great joy. “Alhamdulillah, finally you come back, sir,” said Lastri semringah. As usual immediately served cold drinks by the woman and spoiled gelayut Aryan and Maryam asked for pocket money. “Yesterday there is Abah same Ambu dateng, Pak.”
“O, yes? ‘How are the news of the same Father Mother. Healthy, ‘kan?” tanya Basri was happy to hear the two people were pleased to visit his small family. Answer Lastri, “Alhamdulillah healthy wal’afiat, sir. Then ask you too, Sir.”
“He-he. What do you keep answering, Mom?”
“Yes, I said ... You're working out of a regular kayak city. Nothing more than that, kok.”
“Ooohhh.”
“Teruusss ...”
“There again?”
Lastri thought for a moment before answering. “There was also your friend who came yesterday. Ask you, Sir.”
“Temen?” Basri. “Which cement? What's name?” It'sit's nothing. All this time who came to the house most only limited to neighbors. Juned and Cemong themselves did not know where he lived until now.
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