THREE MEN AND THEIR PAST
Heart Rottenness
"What's wrong with you, Mul? How is Kayak so bad?" ask a man who just drank a glass of alcohol. The left hand of the much-tattooed man was coiled on the part of a sexy-clothed woman singing a dangdut song following the music plastered on the television screen in front of them.
On the other side of them, there was also a thin man who was trying to attack another woman who was also singing. The man who looked drunk repeatedly landed his lips on the woman who actually felt happy to be treated like that. The woman continued to sing even though her voice was far from perfect. For the woman, it was important tonight that she could get money from the man who was giving her the attack with her lips.
Mulyadi himself from earlier he came directly welcomed by the woman who is currently sitting with her body attached to him. There were no awkward words between the two, even their chatter also looked very familiar. Even though Mulyadi is quiet tonight, but she is still serving the woman.
"Most of all that girl with one child" chirped the czech guy who already looked so drunk. Although his body had been very staggering, the man was in fact still able to chimed in his partner's words. "Reran, model girls like that to digalauin."
The two very familiar men only smiled faintly hearing the body squeak. They often spend time together in a karaoke place not far from their village.
"Good, Mul! You all this because of a girl who is not clear status? Are you that sweet?" mulyadi's many tattooed friends had noticed that Mulyadi seemed so astonished by Mulyadi's behavior. "What's so special about a girl? I have a child is not clear, invited to sleep together do not want. Hypocritical."
Mulyadi looked smirking. "Yes, he's too expensive. But because of that, I was challenged to want to conquer it. Only now things are getting harder. If only my mother had been a barrier. Now there's another guy chasing after her too," Mulyadi finally came out as well. After saying all that, the man poured the alcoholic drink from the bottle into the glass, then downed it.
"Yes, the story is there is a rival," chirped the cheque interrupted between swaying the body of a woman nearby. "Yes, that woman is the same as your rival. Hypocrites are still all you defend."
"Well, how can I not defend. I haven't tasted her body. Loss dong if I give up just like that. The money I spent to nyenengin his son was already a lot, when I got nothing," finally Mulyadi showed the bad side.
"Well, she's beautiful. Which guy doesn't drool look at his body and face" said a tattooed friend sitting nearby. "If you can't use a subtle way to fuck her, why don't you use a rough way anyway, Mul?"
And in the end, a very bad plan happened that night. Whether it was their plan, for sure, Mulyadi was very ready to carry out the plan proposed by his two friends. Instantly the excitement that had struck Mulyadi disappeared instantly. Even the man chose to go to the room in the same place, to have a relationship with the woman who had been attached to Mulyadi.
In fact, it is not only Mulyadi who has a bad plan. Elsewhere a person, someone is also setting up a strategy to get the person they want. For some reason, many people do not realize that the name of the heart cannot be forced. What's more, when it comes to love, many people are very blind just for love reasons, they can have the heart to do anything that can actually harm themselves.
"You're still gonna run your terrors?" someone looks surprised when he goes into the room, seeing the occupants are preparing a plan of terror that he has ever done.
"Yes, as you can see, as long as Mas Romi is still approaching the woman, as long as I have to scare her, too" replied the woman who was sitting on the floor preparing something to terrorize her target.
"When are you going to do something like that?" the person who had just come directly tried to give advice.
"Until the woman leaves this village. If need be, I'll pay people to make that woman even more afraid."
The woman who gave the advice was astonished to hear it.
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