
"Sore, bbak! I want to turn this around, tensimeter. Both days are good for me. Maybe, right now I need to turn this around" Lola told the two beautiful receptionists in plain sight.
"Anu mbak, it's best to keep it. We already have a replacement. You see, it's late. Mending 'Medical Check-up' aja mbak, there is a cheap package loh!", said Zuzu, so the familiar call written on his clothes that stand out.
"Oh yes, if so I put it here. I can't use this anymore" Lola chimed in.
"Gini mbak, I am not a practicing doctor. I work in insurance, but I don't use this complicated. My job, it's just the analysis of the patient's complaints", Boduh Lola.
"Oh sorry, doctor? Try to tell me from earlier. This friend of mine wants to reduce something so that it doesn't look strange anymore" Zuzu said.
"What the hell is Zu!", ketus Sila to Zuzu.
The three young women joked cheerfully while waiting for the administration to be completed. A mother-to-be was visibly upset because she waited for her husband (who was hiding) in the bathroom. Lastri, with a long cloth covering her aura, walked over to the public toilet.
There is an unusual logo.
"Well? What's the back of this? The toilet logo should be a picture of a person. Cook a strange picture?" said Lastri in silence.
Wh-tok-tok!
"Mas Dirman!"
"Dek Lastri! Dek, here!"
"Loh mas's? No waitin' for that. What's the matter here?" said Lastri pouting.
"This is a loh, I read sacred scriptures like a practicing doctor" said Dirman.
"Well? What book is mas? This is the holy book what is the sacred book? Tar's wrong, I'm afraid you're stray!"
We both slowly read the book that was displayed in the glass cabinet.
Hm, it looks interesting!
"Sir, how can you picture that?"
"Why ask me, I'm in line first why the hell? It will be enough time to deket A.C.tuh" said Lastri.
"Don't deck, that's where I saw the ghost girl!"
"Ngawur you mas! Since when can you see that?".
"Since you've bathed me on deck, hehehehe".
Lastri's cheeks meet red because of the scene of bathing the male cat last night. Chronologically the incident was a bit stressful, but the thing that was very inspiring was the smell of sweat two lovebirds. They are like spreading pheromones around the room, beating the fragrance of perfume.
Slowly, Lastri embraced Dirman's arm with a slight concealment of his flushed face.
"Mas Dirman, let's go home!", ask Lastri.
"Yes, anyway! Anyway I want to go home, period!".
"Well is the deck? How come? Yes, we have come home", Dirman a little carefree while hoping to worry because of fear of meeting Lola in front.
"Dek, I wait in the parking lot first yes, you finish the design at the reception" said Dirman trying to kink.
"Yes, there anyway, I want to hurry!", said Lastri.
"Oh yes already deck, tar stop by first yes at the mosque near Gg. Bigfooted. I want to join the congregation".
"Ga!".
"Well?".
Dirman scratched his head in confusion. Right now all he needed was the hadas-removing water. After that, Dirman needs time together in the front row.
"Mas, come on!", said Lastri hugging Dirman's waist.
(Background music)
Upon arrival at home, Dirman said he received a WhatsApp message. He read. It is more or less like this:
- Mr. Dirman, tomorrow prepare the vehicle. I want a job out of town.
- Ms. Lola Davina accompanied Mr. Dirman bring the goods in the warehouse, put them in Triton only, do not Expander. I want to wear it tomorrow.
That's a short message from my boss, Bill. A moment later, word by word I discussed about unfinished work in the company.
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Night in a room full of memories of the bride's night.
"Read what the hell mas?", Lastri wriggled on my shoulder.
"This is the deck, my job is much more. Lah yo mestine wes ono 'Job Description' sing clear".
"Opo is mas, I don't understand Enggres" said Lastri.
"Well, this is if you don't understand. Work in this section, the factory machines that, to break the problem is the point. However, how can a big boss even nambahin work", said Dirman.
"Anu, um. Than dizziness. Mending the night service, how?".
"Loh, loh, loh? How tense is gini?"
Lastri seduces Dirman with her dinner dress. Cloudy cold nights become warm because of the savory laughter of the two humans who fight for pleasure because they want to both 'out'.