Widow Twice
Julia's folly

Dor.. Dor..

Jul was in a rang hearing the sound of the door in the gedor from outside. He got up and took a pillow, to cover the bird that turned into an eagle.

Cleks...

"Whoever said gedor Jul's room door.!"

Jul protests the same mother who shocked and disperse his imagination. He looked at the face of the mother who had given birth.

"When did you shave Jul's hair?"

His mother looked at Jul's face, not blinking. His son is really handsome, like the Hollywood artist he watched.

Soon after, Amir came behind his wife. He was also curious about the change of his son. They were very strange to see their short hair. Because all this time Jul never cut his hair long. At least just prune little by little, and so on. Never been so short. Actually this is still gondrong but more to manly. Not like yesterday that can be braided by women.

"Mak's son is really handsome, huh sir?"

Jul rolled his eyes, heard it. Once his parents, after all he is not a child who is praised immediately happy.

"Yes." Yeah." Amir replied indifferently.

"It's a good thing you don't look like your father Jul.! You're like an artist that Mak likes to watch."

Again Leha praised her son. Amir who heard his wife's innuendo reacted. He looked at his wife's face.

"Keep if it doesn't look like me, who does?"

"Father why the hell, emang Jul cool much the same father "Leha added heating.

"Eh, Lo by the way don't just say anything. The cave that broke Lo, it's good that you don't look like a cave."

Brakk...

Amir and Leha were beaming to hear the door close. Shortly after, Lena glanced at her husband.

"Far away sir, I think Jul looks more like Mr. Ammar. Did Leha ever sleep with her, sir."

Amir's breath hunted to hear his wife's words. Can she say she ever slept with the goat man. And Ammar was of Arab descent, his body tall, his nose pointed. His face is not in doubt, very handsome like a Greek god. And that's what he always envied the man.

"Ko can, the cave is broken,"

"Can you sir, he's nitip Leha."

Jul who heard it from inside his mouth covered his itchy ears, because he heard his parents fight every day. Soon he fell asleep on his own. Looks like the eagle has returned to being a pipit. Until Jul is sound in his sleep and dreams.

*

Ratna was restless in her bed, she looked at her husband's face. And now, she has just realized that Jul is more handsome than her husband. Before long he sighed softly, why Jul just cut his hair now. Why not before, while still dating her.

Soon she remembers Jul being with a beautiful woman.

"Who is she, is she the new boyfriend bang Jul. But yesterday time came to the reception, Jul bang still seems to love Ratna. Why is it changing so quickly."

Ratna mumbled softly, she had not accepted at all if Jul took the other woman. Especially when dating her Jul never called her dear at all. Jul is a stiff man flat and sometimes more insensitive.

They only date on Sunday nights. And every meeting, Jul was silent. No small talk flowing. The man is so stiff, he can't please his woman.

Especially considering earlier, the woman kissed Jul's cheek in public. It was just the three of them at that time. But still in public. While with her, Jul never kissed her, nor kissed her. How to kiss and be kissed, he's like a statue when dating.

Just holding hands sometimes Jul has released it first.

Ratna's husband surprised her. Soon, Ratna hugged her husband and tried to sleep and act as usual, just like last night. First night with her husband. And they just had a hot night.

*

At home, Via swears at the maniac, whose affection is very handsome. He was almost hypnotized by his good looks. When I just realized, if the man is really very handsome. Short hair and long hair that is thin. And it turns out he is,....

"Oh my goodness, good-looking times are so sliding....It can't be." Via shook his head.

He had to make sure the man wasn't crazy. Don't let him suddenly come here and rape her. Shortly thereafter, he shuddered in horror. He pulled out his thick blanket, hiding his body there. If he's a crazy guy, he better go again. Just going back to town, that's better.

*

Hoam....

Jul yawned many times, last night he had a beautiful dream with the angel. He smiled broadly at the most beautiful morning of his life.

Shortly after, he woke up to clean himself up.

As usual Jul this time working in the garden, with Riki of course. A true friend wherever he is. Another with Yono who is an honorary teacher in his village. His outstretched hand took the sour guava fruit, he thought he would take it for Via.

"Jul last night Lo went straight home, out between widows. Ko cave don't see Lo coming home?"

The one asked still did not react. He actually smiled to himself imagining the face of Via who ate this sour fruit.

"It must be funny..." Jul giggled to himself, and Riki who saw him immediately extended his hand to Jul's forehead.

"Normal.." Jul got rid of Riki's hand, he snorted and just passed by. Soon he came back again.

"Overnight Jul's cassava bloated. Got Lo likes to bulge Ki.? Last night Jul could not walk because he grew. I swear it hurts, cenut cenut."

Riki laughed out loud when he heard these words of his best friend. He held his stomach, which hurt from laughing too much.

"Yes, it was obviously Jul. If not grow, how do nanamnya.!"

Riki gulped down the drinking water he brought. Really his best friend is very innocent, big body and tattooed. But Jul nol's bed problem is big.

"Simply overnight Via will not sniff Jul's cassava. Must be afraid of Jul Tanamin with him."

Byurs....

Uhukk... Uhukk...

Riki patted his chest which was hurting from choking on the water. Heard Jul say silly.

"Why is your widow Jul.?"

" What is it, nothing!"

" Keep Lo just said, Via sniffing cassava Lo."

"Yes, Jul said. Last night Jul's sparrow turned into an eagle. Well when Jul elus he came back again so Pipit. But don't know when Via kissed Jul, he thrived again. So Jul asked Via to make elus the bird. Angry him, ngusir cave."

Riki looked at his best friend in disbelief. He was completely inexhaustible with this man's ridiculous thoughts.

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