Cinderella Modern
TATTOOIZE

Laskar was engrossed in aiming at every object he thought attracted his attention, while Icha behind him followed him with a face of brutality, the ice cream bribe from Laskar was unable to make him smile.

He repeatedly asked the same question, questions like this, "Lo is still a long time no sieh, tired nieh, my calf is already a lot of taras ngikutin elo here and there."

And Laskar's answer was always the same when Icha asked the question, "Yes, just a moment." it always was.

"Shortly continue, but not sporadically." murmured Icha.

Laskar stopped his steps in a building that was not too big, on the top of which was attached a board that read, TATTOOING SERVICES, etc,

Icha follows the Laskar's point of view, which is to observe the building that turned out to be a tattoo place, before Icha had a chance to open his voice, Laskar said, "Yuk yuk." he pulled Icha's hand into the building.

"Welcome little brothers, what can I help." a tall, pale white woman greeted them.

The woman was wearing a tanktop that showed her pierced navel combined with short gray jeans deliberately torn in several parts, in each ear there were more than five piercings with different earrings, he said, while the part of his arm that was exposed was drawn tattoo whether it was a picture of what Icha clearly did not know.

"We want to make a tattoo." said Laskar.

"We, you mean us."

"Yes, lo and I."

"Gak ah, I don't want to, even though it looks cool to have a tattoo, but I'm ogah, sick."

"It will not hurt, trust me, I pay."

"Yes not sick." The woman who greeted them was supportive, "It feels more or less like being bitten by a bee."

"Where, you want."

"Where is it." Icha doubt.

"Well, when else can you get a free tattoo."

"Yes" said Icha in the end.

"Well you guys wait a minute, I'll prepare the equipment and the ingredients." said the lady passed, "Oh yeah, my name is Iren." said the woman turned to introduce herself.

"Gue Laskar, this is Icha." reply Laskar introduced himself.

"You're a matching couple." commented Iren smiling jailily teasing them.

Before Icha could refute, Iren had already waltzed away to prepare the necessary equipment.

"What a wonder, why do people think that we are lovers." he murmured.

But Icha's murmur was ignored by Laskar because Laskar is now busy removing his uniform, he wants to tattoo his arm, had wanted him neck, but surely he will be punished by the teacher if he looks.

Because Laskar had his back to Icha, Icha could see the back of Laskar who had also been tattooed once the uniform had been released, the back of Laskar tattooed with the form of a pair of angel wings, Icha was amazed to see the tattoo on the back of Laskar, Laskar, according to him it was cool, beyond his awareness Icha approached and touched Laskar's back, "Keren, you make this where."

Laskar instead of answering Icha's question he instead said, "Anjirr, don't elus-elus, tickle me." Laskar distanced his body because of kegelian.

Icha grunts, "So you get a tattoo where."

"Silence when I walk."

"Lo's been to Amrik."

"Never again, but often, you're rich."

"When you ask me to donk, you want to see the snow."

"If I don't make sure you go to a far away, I'm sure the bribe for your stepmom will swell." joked Laskar.

Icha laughed at Laskar's joke, "Being too sieh, the amount of bribe rather than the cost of impression."

"Now you want to be tattooed in which area." they go back to the original topic.

"My upper arm, want to make twin tattoos not the same as me."

"Obviously not." answered Icha quickly, if they are children alay make twin tattoos all.

"Lo himself wants to make it where."

"Gue ma'am..."

"Didada lo aja Cha, must be cool, make a man lust if you see."

Icha immediately kicked Laskar's shin, "Fuck the pig, you talk only."

Warriors complain of pain, "Sick Cha."

Iren, who had chuckled again at the behavior of the two customers, had prepared the materials and equipment needed to make a tattoo.

"Such sieh y'all." commented.

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They came out an hour later from the tattoo parlor, Icha made a tattoo on her shoulder with a picture of a butterfly, while Laskar made a picture of the skull in her arm.

Because it was late afternoon, they decided to go home, because Laskar left the motor quite far from where they are now, so they had to walk to the place where Laskar left the motorbike and at the same time Icha dolls.

"There's a fuck."

"Lo heard the sound of a cat."

Ngeong

"Yes, the voice is doank, the cat doesn't exist." Laskar circulated his eyes to look for the existence of the cat sik.

"I think his voice came from the gutter."

Icha pointed to a sewer covered with iron coverings, "If the cat is there, then why, let's do it, it's just a cat."

"It's so bad you know, that cat is also a living thing." Icha stepped all the way, and really, from the gully cover, she could see a dirty kitten meowing.

"It's a pity." muttered Icha, "Laskar, you get out the cat donk."

The soldiers crouched down to look at the cat Icha meant, "It's hard work like it's open iron nieh."

"Lo try first, cemen amet sieh lo be a guy."

"Yes, hold my camera." Laskar handed over his camera to Icha, and he took off his watch.

"Lo instead of sticking to the pool, why wear off all watches, all shoes also loose."

"Yes, it's a dirty sewer Icha, my watch is expensive, it's dirty again."

"Can't you be so arrogant."

"Let's be arrogant, I'm rich, it's normal to be arrogant."

"Ihhh, it's so annoying for him, I want to be friends with him." murmured Icha.

Laskar began to put his hands in iron to lift the cover of the sewer, "Uhhh." he exerted his inner strength, but no sign of the cover would be open.

"Lo boy or sieh sissy, that can't."

"It's hard Icha."

Laskar tried it one more time, but still he could not open it, "Can't open Cha, it's mending lupain aja cat, we're back now."

"Where can we leave that poor cat cold under the gutter."

"So much so, it's closed it can't be opened."

"Review lo, let me just." Icha shoves Laskar, "Nieh lo camera."

Icha put her hands together with the gutter cover and she began to pull it, and in one pull the lid was open.

"So strong she is, she really is a girl not sieh." lirih Laskar in heart, "One, two, three." Lascars count in their hearts, and on the count of three, Icha slits them.

"Basar mushy, it just can't." ledek Icha.

"Taking my guess, he must've mocked me." he murmured.

Icha stuck out her hand to reach the poor cat who was increasingly meowing because she realized she had been saved, without disgust Icha grabbed the cat who was partially exposed to mud.

"Great love for you, your mom and dad where you are."

Clearly the cat meowed to answer Icha's question, "Pity, you are an orphan, just like me, my father and my mother are dead." Icha as if to invite humans to talk. Laskar captured the moment with his camera.

"Cha, you want something about a cat."

Icha seems to think, obviously he is not likely to bring the cat home considering that surely his stepmother will run amok, "Soldiers." Icha's voice sounded soft, soft, a voice rarely issued by Icha unless it is desired.

Hearing Icha's usual tone, Laskar said, "I feel bad."

"Lo please keep this cat."

"Remain right." sizzled Laskar because his guess was right.

"Gue, you're crazy, taking care of myself is hard let alone taking care of it's a cat."

"Look, I can't take him home, my stepmom must have told me to throw him away at first sight he saw him, I also can't take him off the street, love him, love him, he's an orphan."

"But I....."

"Soldiers, come on, he said lo would be ignorant whatever my wishes." Icha urges.

"Yes already." he said really forced, in his heart he said, "Ntar bi Sri who I told to take care of."

"Lo's really good."

"But first clean up the cat, cook me bring the dirty cat home."

"Oh yeah, we'll get some water first."

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