Joe William
Tigor is tormented
Now, let's leave Joe the genie son of Iprit with all his ridiculous behavior and his plan to fight Duff Clifford.
Now, let's go to a seaside village located in an archipelago called Indonesia.
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...Kuala Nipah's...
A middle-aged man, appearing to be lying face down on the white sand on the beach with an old man poking over his back.
Every now and then the old man squatted on the middle-aged man's back, occasionally he just tasted the barges while chewing betel.
"To school go to study, to,
Learning from the kids.
This is how it is to learn, though,
Your whole body is covered in fat,"
"If you are lazy to hunt, then,
Animal address, dead in the noose.
I see your body shape, though,
Like people dying,"
"Have finished your pantun cake? I'mtired. Grandfather could not stay on top of my back at all," the middle-aged man complained.
"Sit's silent on you, Tigor! I told you a long time ago, that you should not be lazy to move. It's good that you're in jail for sleeping, isn't it? Now, you die I torment. I don't wanna know. Anyway, in three months, your weight should only be 65 kilos of grams!" Said the old man as he nosily pulled out a strand of armpit hair of the middle-aged man named Tigor.
"Yetaaaw. What did my Tengku grandfather do? Sakeeeeeet cake!" Jerit Tigor.
"Be quiet you're a demon! Want you, your nose feathers are me pinches?" Shoot the old man who turns out Tengku Mahmud is.
"Also cake. My grandfather's heart is. The thin body is dry. But the weight is Nauzubillah,"
"You insulted me, huh? Watch out!" Said the old man. It was delicious that he stood on top of Tigor's body while pecking.
Whether because of illness, or because intentionally, Tigor moved his body to make the old man lose his balance and fell on his back to hit the beach sand.
"Ladalaaaah. Biyuuu. You want to hurt me, huh?"
"Mistake yourself like a monkey fire tail," Tigor wrote in his heart.
"What's? Why are you quiet? You must be planning something that's not good for me. Let's confess you!"
"What bad plan? If I had a bad plan, six months ago I'd run away from here" Tigor said. Right now he was lamenting in his heart when this suffering would end.
"I salute Joe. He could stand facing this Sintink man for three more years. As for me, only six months old, it felt like six centuries" Tigor said in his heart.
"Courtesy. Now you have to carry me on your back. My drum barrel has been broken by that genie boy. Then, you should carry me on your shoulders. You've got to run from the end of there to the end of there that's ten rounds!" Grandpa Tengku Mahmud told Tigor.
"Come aboard, Cake! I will carry you later" said Tigor resignedly.
He then got up and squatted down to give Tengku Mahmud the ease to climb his shoulders.
Bugh!
"Ouch... Duh duh duh duh!"
"Then this is not the science that I get. But, the title of the deceased!" Tigor said as if to cry.
"You don't get mushy Gor! Joe used to be worse than this. Hmmmmm... How is the genie boy now? For a long time he had not given any news," Tengku Mahmud said as he looked straight into the middle of the ocean.
"How he wants to tell you. What way do you want to tell me? Telepathically? Using a cell phone is not good. Grandpa should be up to date! Is this still Japanese time?"
"Eat him, you'll be here. Why don't you just call him?" Ask Tengku Mahmud not to lose.
"I must undergo this torment first. Anyway, there's no bad news here. Everything is smooth and in control. The news I heard from Mr. Jerry, he said that his son was continuing his studies. I forgot the name of the place" said Tigor.
"Yes already. Let him learn to mean it! And you're. You must finish your studies soon. Because, after you inherit everything I have, I will leave this Kuala Nipah village soon. I want to go back to Deli Serdang. That's my birthplace. I want to die there too. That's why you don't be a fool!"
Sleepover!
"Ouch. When's it smart that my head gets knocked over?" Tigor said as he rubbed his forehead.
"Heh. Did you deliberately distract yourself so you wouldn't carry me? It's just delicious you. Come fast!" Jerk Tengku Mahmud while forcing Tigor to return to crouching.
"Is it right to sit you down, cake?" Ask Tigor.
"It has. Let's run!"
"If your waist is broken, don't blame your granddaughter!" Tigor said then ran while stomping his feet. He accidentally stepped on a log that drifted to the beach side carried by the waves. After being on the wooden beam, he immediately jumped and stomped his body.
"You! Heyiiii! Do not imitate the behavior of the jinn Iprit's son!" Snapped Tengku Mahmud while touching Tigor's ear. As soon as his hand reached those ears, he immediately twisted them.
"Please. Geez," said Tigor grimacingly.
"I can't be fooled again in the same way twice. Anyway, you should carry me ten rounds!"
"Yes cake!"
"Oh my great God. Is your servant's life now detached from his body?" Ratap Tigor's.
Sleepover!
"Stop that damn drama of yours! Do you think I don't know your turtle wits?" Said Tengku Mahmud.
"Kal bulus kek.., not the turtle's wits!"
"What's that. Anyway, keep going!"
"Namora! Break your heart, son, if you die here" said Tigor as he stepped back.
"Seriously, Tigor! You really have to learn! If your opponent was only limited to Birong, in the future your opponent will be more difficult. That's why I want to leave this village immediately. I don't want to get involved in your business. If I were in this village, then I would definitely interfere. When will I repent if I am constantly engaged in worldly affairs. I want to whiten myself. My sins are many, but my reward is few. In this world I am great, but in the hereafter I will not be able to withstand the punishment of my sins. So before I die, I will repent" said Tengku Mahmud.
"Good for your longevity, Cake. If it's short, then you don't have time to repent. Hell cake, hell!" Said Tigor deliberately pranking the old man.
"Come on, my granddaughter. You also. Do not be young, then you are negligent and assume that your age is long. Age is not a size. Less young what are the ages of children? But many also died. If you can, do charity! At first a little, initially forced, but over time will be ordinary. Longer, ordinary will be love. When the feeling of love for God is in the heart, the world will feel small for you. I can only say. However, although not one hundred percent, at least fifty percent. Everything starts from zero. If it doesn't start, then to the death it will be so on!"
"Have the cake talk finished? If so, let's go home. I'm tired!" Tigor said with a breath Monday Thursday.
"Yes already. Let's go home. Already going in time ashar!" Take Tengku Mahmud
Holding the old man, Tigor now stepped into a bamboo-walled stage hut with the trunk of Nibung.
"Alhamdulillah. I finally got rid of this torture. Tomorrow I don't know what else awaits me" Tigor said in his heart.
...Seriate......