SAWMILL
34. THANKFULLY I'M STILL ALIVE

“A..what's wrong sir, I just hitchhiked until dawn pak” I woke up in shock while rubbing my eyes

“Your name is son, let's go from here son, come with me now nak” said one of the fathers who spoke to me

“Eh sorry sir, if I did anything wrong sir, uh I will leave here if I can't sleep here sir. But last night I had permission with his night guard sir”

“Astagfirullahaladzim..you talk to the man who wears a sarong on the shoulder?, yes already son, now come with us first to the mosque sana”

“Later I will tell you what is going on with you son. It's almost in the dawn, better follow us first to the nak” mosque

I'm frankly still confused as to what these fathers are talking about. If you can't stay here already ndak papa.

It's dark in here, but cook with me here bothering this postman?

I tidied my clothes, then I got down from a place that resembled a long table, but when I was moving I suddenly nudged something.

“Awh what is this, if anyone put the goods here sir, earlier there is no pak”

After I touched the thing next to me it was made of slippery iron and silvery, the length of the thing along my bed.

I held a glance that it was similar to a stretcher, I did not think, why would anyone deliberately put a stretcher here while I was sleeping.

“Let's go, we'll get out of here as soon as possible, and never come back again nak”

“Eh for a moment sir, I turn on my motor first pak”

“Don't...don't turn on the motor here son, later if it's a bit far just turn on the motor”.

“Better to be guided first the bike son, and do not forget to beristighfar during the trip out of here.

Actually what is it, why the fathers dressed in cocoa and gloved clothes are always saying something strange, as if they both kicked me out of the camp post earlier.

After a few dozen meters of road, and after starting to see the street lights around the village house, and began to look some people dressed neatly headed to the mosque.

“Your name is who your son is, and you are from where”

“My name is Agus sir, I live in a sawmill house in the middle of the forest”

an easy question but it's hard to answer because I'm here because of Tina's house

“I happened to stay overnight after from the village across the river sir, uh then I did not dare to go home, so I stayed at the guard post it”

“So I have asked permission with the guard kok pak”

I had to lie for my safety and for Tina's sake as well so as not to always be labeled as a woman who likes to put men into her house.

“Oh so. try to make Agus pay attention again by turning on the motor and pointing the motor light to there” said the man who looks old

I started this old motorcycle and then I shined the motor light in the direction I was staying.

A dark public funeral was visible from where I stood. I was glued to where I stood.

“Eh sir, uh earlier means I slept at a public funeral post?”

I'm trying to make a logic that I was at the guard post

“Not Agus, you were sleeping on the table to bathe the corpse, and next to you is a coffin in a place that is similar to the guard post”

“Fortunately we saw this motorbike parked there son, so we are sure that there are strangers who are sleeping there” said the other father

I could only keep quiet, obviously I was surprised by the situation I had just experienced. Why can I be at the coffin depository and the table to bathe the bodies.

Then who was the one last night I talked to for permission to sleep there?

“Lha continues who allows me to sleep there who is sir, the person is similar to the night watchman sir, with a holster sown on his shoulder”

“Hehehe was a guard there and his name was Lek Jarwo, it is said that he was a person from the next village who died there due to heart disease after walking from the village to sini”

“Yes already son, let's pray the morning congregation, it's time adzan arrived”

“Eh I will pray at home just pack by chance my body is still dirty I have not changed clothes”

I'm looking for the right reason so I can go to Tina's house as she wishes

“Yes already son, be careful on the road yes, and do not forget to recite during the trip nak”

“Consider sir, monggo pak”

I drove my bike to Tina's house a little far from here, because it's a path to a small town nearby

I went through the path that led to the forest, then I passed the Samsol mass selling place, after which there was a turn and I slowed the motor speed after Tina's wartel was seen in front.

The fence she had opened a little, indicating that Tina was awake and maybe she was waiting for me.

When I turned off my bike, Tina got out of the house. He smiled at me.

Long-sleeved hem that may be the size of kegedean, but why the bottom does not wear anything, duh wrestling what else this trial hihihi.

“Assalamualaikum my husband, let's take a shower first then we pray together again” Tina said so as if she was welcoming her husband

“Waalaikumsalam mbak Tina, yes mbak, why even behind the greetings mbak?”

“Iya mbak, I have to shower first mbak, because my body smells highway heheh”

I deliberately did not want to tell first about the incident where I slept until awakened by two people who were going to the mosque

“Come in, Tina has prepared clean clothes mas, maybe the size is the same as mas Agus, it's new clothes mas, and never used by husband Tina”

Tina gave me a nice long-sleeved shirt and it looks expensive because there's still a brand label that hasn't been removed.

He also gave me a pair of nice old trousers, and they all seemed to fit my size.

“This fits mbak, I take a shower first yes mbak, mbak Tina just wait in the living room”

“Tina itut mas.. itut bath mas..” said with a smile.

“Eeeh is not yet muhrim, ndak can mbak Tina hehehe, can be dangerous if there are in the bathroom both hihi”

I went in and went straight to the bathroom for a clean shower and all the shampooing to throw shit after all night I slept on the table to bathe the bodies.

Fortunately, Tina was kind enough to provide new clothes, so I could throw old clothes away.

When I went into the bathroom, and started taking off my clothes, it turned out that in the place to put the clothes there was a used Tina's underwear.

It looks like he forgot to put the innards into the dirty clothes and is still hanging on the bathroom wall.

The smell of the fragrance of women scattering in my nose. Instantly my maleness arises when I see and smell the scent of Tina's body stuck in the underwear.

The pink innards don't smell like kechut at all , only the distinctive fragrance that seduces my faith is smelled.

Waduh can-can I ngochok again this hihihihi, the underwear really seduces me to do activities ngochok ku hihihi.

Hmmm the smell of this underwear is really delicious, and it turns out this is the smell of the body mbak Tina, two really tempting my faith

But don't ah, I take a shower and quickly do the morning prayers then breakfast and then return home.

I put on Tina's clothes and trousers, then I came out of the bathroom, after I had a clean shower and shampooing too.

Tina was waiting for me in front of the bathroom with a smile.

“Aduuuh sakepnya mas Agus”

Sister Tina hugged me tightly, but I felt something else as she hugged me.

“Eh sorry mbak Tina. mbak Tina does not wear underwear huh?”

Immediately I took off my arms because the soft and supple feeling I felt in my chest made me more excited

“Iya mas, this is Tina going to the bathroom, want to take Tina mas, all Tina want wudhu first mas”

“Lho right in the room mbak Tina also has a bathroom”

“Iya there is mas, but Tina put it there, not in the bathroom in mas”

Juangkreeeeek!. rasane guede nemen payu dara Tina, until surprised I was hugged without wearing the same innards Tina

Waduuuh bener-bener dadi bojone Tina must be daily shampooing continues iki, wih ngueri bener Tina iki. But it was untunge ndak so ngochok me, hehehe turns jeroane Tina it want to be packed again hihihi

I waited until Tina called me into her room after she finished ablution, I did not want to be presumptuous by going into her room before she called me

“Mas Agus, let's go to the mas room, already Tina readyin all”

“Iya mbak”

That was the official call to go into the room

Like last night, Tina was ready with her face and she was already standing in her alphabet. In front of him was already a prayer mat I was wearing last night and a skullcap as well.

For the second time I became the Imam of Prayer for Tina, whether or not it was legal, I did good for him.

After the prayer was over, I went out of the room, while Tina headed to the dining room section of her house, and according to her promise she provided breakfast for me.

“Ayo mas, breakfast first mas, later after breakfast mas Agus can go to work quietly mas” said a soft voice in the back room of the house

A plate of fried rice complete with beef-eye eggs and shrimp crackers was already available in front of me, a cup of coffee and a glass of water were also in front of me.

Truly the ideal wife of kayak gini hihihi, Body muontok according to my taste, Prayer has started with me as a priest, the food is also quite good.

My service to me is as sincere as my own wife hihihihih, but I haven't tried the service in bed heheh, but I'm sure the servant must be jos gandos!