SAWMILL
18.WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO?
Arriving at home the day was still near noon, the sun was still a little in the east, I opened the fence padlock sawing house which is my second home after my house in the village.
“Assalamualaikum” shouted after I opened the door of the house which of course no one answered my greetings
I sat in the long chair in front of the house after I parked this old motorbike next to me. I looked towards the forest with sunlight entering through the gap of the tree.
I breathed clean forest air with the smell of pieces of wood in the backyard.
“Hmm is so quiet here, if I were Mamad, what would I do here?”
But all that has been done Mamad, ranging from drawing water to cleaning the house, then what to do again. hhmm oh yes, inside there is an old radio, maybe it can be turned on.
I learned first how to turn on that old-fashioned radio, because this radio uses the power of the accu to power it.
But it turned out to be simple, because it turned out that the electronic circuit had been made, so I just connect the socket.
“Hehehe free also here there is a radio, no radio signal can be captured, only noise that there are” mumbles and then turn off the radio
“What is the entertainment here if there is no radio and nothing here, hhmm whether I should go to the village and chat with the chicken noodle basket, hhmm, or to the great Tina wartel, or am I to the village behind the river?”
I opened the hood food table, it turns out there is still an omelet made by Mamad this morning and also cold rice in a basket made of bamboo.
It is quite possible to have lunch later, although lunch is no different from breakfast, but at least no need to cook again.
The afternoon after lunch in the middle of the forest house, the afternoon that feels boring in the house.
"How can you feel the Mamad if the like of Mr. Wandi is returning to the village hehehe, but I must be biasalah”
“But I can't believe that Mamad is here when things are quiet like this, maybe if behind there are other activities the story, there's still something to see even if I don't do anything, but the quiet nek gini he did yo” muttered me while heading to the terrace of the house
“Wahtruck also breeze koyok gini even make me sleepy ae, hahahah can be lazy all day here”
Sitting in a long wooden chair is different if it is accompanied by a breeze that makes drowsiness especially accompanied by the sound of leaves exposed to the wind.
This long chair seems to have been here for a long time looks already deckil in every corner, but even though the deckil yo tetep comfortable made sitting. But there is one thing I forget when the stomach is full and exposed to the breeze
“Juangkreeeeek wetengku loroo, ouh mosok must be to the riverbank box under the banyan tree rec?”
I went inside to lock the door and the fence, after everything was done I headed to the back of the saw house, with a small run finally no more than three minutes I was already beside the pleasure box.
The quiet situation with the breeze plus the friendly atmosphere of the river led me to immediately perform the shitting ritual.
I looked at the original box made it, it felt very comfortable to hang out there.
I opened the door to the magic box slowly, and then I fulfilled this delicious obligation. Long enough I was in the box that was made carelessly.
“It turns out nice is also here, quiet own breeze and natural atmosphere natural”
“Huff good and comfortable daylight in the middle of the forest” while I look far from the hamlet across the river that looks from here
“But even though the situation is good if alone it is clearly not good, it feels strange that alone enjoy the beautiful nature
I sat by the river, enjoying every cool breeze, suddenly my slovenly thoughts appeared.
The slovenly thoughts that always arise when alone and in a quiet place, the slovenly thoughts when I imagine my girlfriend's body without a piece of cloth at all.
Sometimes if I start betraying my girlfriend, I always imagine her without a thread and I finally know that my boyfriend is the best of the other hihihi.
“How does it feel if ngochok on the edge of the river deserted again hihihi”
“It's quiet, there's no people at all, there's water too” I'm fooling around, who knows if there's anyone around here
Routine activities that I never do now finally do too, I sit back on the river that is currently calm water, then I take out my eternal weapon.
I spit on my left hand, and continued by shoving while imagining my girlfriend's body.Slowly as these eyes watched the situation around here.
…Ahhshh…
Finally vomiting also sticky fart on the palm of his hand hihihi.
“It turns out nice also ngochok on the edge of the kali under the banyan tree hehehe, sometime again aaah”
Afternoon before the afternoon that was not too hot, I went home, the atmosphere was quite good it would be repeated again sometime.