The Virgin Corpse Assignment
Section 47
...THE VIRGIN CORPSE...
...Author by: David Khanz...
...Section 47...
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“Nothing, Mbah. It is also called life risk. Yes, it must be lived. Moreover, I have family responsibilities; wife and two children. If you do not work, yes .. do not eat. Either way to pay my contract later the same Mbah. He-he,” says the czech guy made up a story. Of course, there will be no mention of what his work has been all along.
“Yes too, anyway,” reply Karni accompanied by kekehannya. “It can ‘gitu go back and forth like that Mance, sir?”
Basri thought for a moment. “Yes, maybe .. as always, Mbah, I left the family of goods three to four days, to save on expenses. He-he.”
“For that?” asked the old man suddenly with sparkling eyes.
“Iya, Mbah. Usually it is like that.”
Unbeknownst to Basri, Karni smiled to himself after hearing this explanation from his guest. I don't know what the old man thought. Then the chatter continued until it did not feel like it had passed Isya's time.
“O, yes, Mbah,” said Basri intended to end their conversation. “I have to go home first. The kids must have been waiting for me.”
“Not the waiting wife, Sir?” ask Karni in a naughty tone. The czech guy understands what he means. The elders but the talk of the peot bandits was still in a special direction, Basri thought in astonishment.
“O, yes .. I did not see Mbah's child. What was his name ...”
“Mance.”
“Iya, there it is. Mance. Where is he, Mbah?”
“Biasalah, Sir. Young widower where at home stay,” answered Karni accompanied by his usual piety. “Paling to the next village. If you don't want to be the same, most fervent widow.”
“Ooohhh.” Basri did not intend to continue the conversation. For some reason, suddenly the man's heart felt bad. Hurry her goodbye home, delivered Karni to the front of the house.
Justright. Upon arriving home, immediately greeted Lastri with an anxious look. “Where have you been, sir? We have been waiting for!”
“I'm out of the house Mbah Karni, Bu,” reply Basri, “chat.com this house contract issue, all pay rent.”
“I told you, ‘kan, earlier. Backlog.”
“What's wrong, Bu?” asked Basri astonished to see the mimic of his wife's face like being struck by anxiety.
“It ... Iyan, Sir!”
“What else is the same kid?”
‘Gusty! Is there any more of this? What happened to Iyan?’
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A figure of an old man settles behind the wild grass. Squatting so low hide the height of the body under the height of the trunk as well as the leaves of the weeds. The red eyes peered forward, toward the saung in the middle of a plantation, where two different figures were sitting together.
‘Sadam ...’ makes the white-haired old man extend up to the boat, while paying careful attention. ‘Dan also .. isn't that Asih? Why is that woman with him? What are they doing in a quiet place like this?’
The two figures in the saung are indeed Sadam and Asih. Both were men who worked for Juragan Juanda. Looks so fun chatting with a sitting position like a lover. Some time later, the weathered bachelor's arm was even moved, coiling around the neckline of the widow's status woman.
“Don't ah, Kang,” elak Asih shyly while trying to pull over the arm of the man next to him, “then someone will see us, how?” But Sadam still grabbed the woman's shoulder, then pulled until their heads touched each other. “Don't worry, Nyai, here rarely anyone comes, except the workers. That is if there is a task. We're both here. Just relax.” He landed a friendly kiss on that white, pretty cheek. Instantly, the red hue evenly changes the color of the skin.
“Ah, Akang,” sigh Asih accompanied by a smile. Then turned his head, staring lovingly at the man, until then slowly brought his lips closer as soon as Sadam began to advance his face. In the position of the head tilted opposite, the two men linked to each other kisses, accompanied by distinctive sounds and warm breath hunting.
Not long after, the two slowly laid themselves down on top of the bamboo hall. Overlapping accompanied by the movement of Sadam's fingers infiltrate into the cleavage Asih. While the other arm is flattened, along meaningfully to the bottom.
“Don't be here, Kang,” pinta woman was among her snoring that began to disorganize. He removed the pagutan and pulled the burly hand from the chest area. “We sell in ordinary places only. Later tonight. How?”
“Why not now, Nyai? I really want you right now,” Sadam replied with a disappointed look. He lowered his head while opening his mouth, getting ready to devour the small brownish-colored circles that were already clasped round and round. Hurry Asih get up and close the wide opening of the button again, tidying themselves so that the part does not pop next to it like before.
“Don't, Kang. I feel uncomfortable if here,” Asih said back, this time while pulling down the outcrop of kebat cloth that has been lifted up to the pelvis. “Better, we wait until the time is later tonight, yes?”
“Aahhh!” Sadam looked really disappointed. Pout in such a way while arranging the layout of his pants on the front.
“Sabar, Kang,” Asih said soothingly. “Akang thought it was just Akang who wanted to? Me too, Kang. Hi-hi. wait, until—”
“Until the Old Bandot is dead and—“
“Ssttt!” Hurriedly Asih put the index finger on Sadam's lips. “Don't talk out loud, Kang. Be patient for a while. Until what we plan this materializes later.”
“But wait until when else, Nyai? Me ...”
“Ssttt! The less we talk, the less chance we have of failure. Akang must remember that,” said the woman accompanied by her smile. “Akang himself who used to say so, ‘kan?”
“Iya, New. Map ... aahhh! I'm really getting sick of our time travel. Can't it be accelerated without having to wait and be tormented like this? As is ... we make Bandot cepet-cepet ma—”
“Kang!” exclaim Asih lekas menukas. He turned his body in two directions. Take a look around the place. “This is not the right place and time to talk about that one, Kang. Danger!”
‘Sial!’ put the figure behind his hiding. Not far from the location of the saung. ‘Their chat sounds were not so clearly heard up to here. What exactly are they talking about there? And I never thought, it turns out ...’ Jakun this man momentarily moved down and up, further smoothed the bulge in the front area of his pants to be evenly aligned with the abdomen. ‘ ... Sadam and Asih have a special relationship. Pshaw! Is it so far away from the two of them?’
...SERIATE...