CONFESSION STONED
12. Consumption Delivery

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That afternoon Joana visited Bara to Polsek. As usual, the woman brought him some food. Joana who had just returned home teaching in the afternoon class looked tired but with a still beautiful look.

"Have a napa anyway, why stand outside. I think we're parking." Joana asks Bara to get into the car.

"Now ah, very insecure. A day outside I felt no confidence deket Bu Dosen who fragrant still semriwing," said Bara reasoned.

Bara can make sure that when he is in the dark glass car, Joana will definitely kiss him again.

Joana Beautiful thinks Bara. When the woman suddenly visited her house with plastic food, her mother also liked Joana.

Moreover, they have the same profession. Bara's mother feels connected while talking to Joana in the living room while Bara is engrossed in playing chess with her father.

"When are you coming to my house?" joana Whine. "Malem sunday that," bargained Joana who seemed to forget that Bara was not who he was.

"I can't promise yet" said Bara still observing Joana's look. The woman's hair was cut short over the shoulders. A pair of tiny rose earrings stuck sweetly to her tiny ears. Her lips were quite tiny and yesterday it felt less.

Joana's body is pretty crazy. Her hips pretty well thought Bara. Many liked the woman, and Bara got her own prestige because the most beautiful young female lecturer was busy pursuing her love.

But. who like Joana is a lot. Within a year embers can be pursued by several women at once. He did not come from a wealthy family whose wealth was inexhaustible. But as a man, Bara felt he had the value and the right to vote.

To a man like her, beauty is ordinary. Joana was unable to get her adrenaline racing and her heart pounded quickly when they kissed yesterday. In the rough sense of the word, Joana's kiss does not make her manhood challenged.

What made his heart pound and his manhood feel challenged was... Colored?

While Joana was still talking about Sunday night's plans, Bara threw her eyes in the street. He saw that Dijah was looking at him.

The look of the woman's eyes was flat. As if Dijah didn't recognize him. He turned his face away.

Basic, thought Bara. Yesterday night kissed him until he sighed, but that afternoon did not pretend to know him. If you do not want to say hello first, the colonist could still stand there waiting for him to come to the woman.

Now Colored with his cuek went riding an angkot and sat hanging like a thug who looked at him ferociously.

"Ra! The ember! What are you thinking about?" joana asked who was also upset.

"That's a thug!"

"Which gang?" joana asked.

"Udah left. Where are you going now?" ask Bara.

"Well, are you really pushing me?" joana Rajuk. Bara doesn't care. His sister sulked he did not care, supposedly a woman who is not who. His mother could never force him, let alone anyone else. He felt that he was a free man.

"I want to go to an important place" said Bara again raising his slumped backpack.

"I'm coming, '" joana said. "Motorcycle is okay too" said Joana again.

"No way, sorry. It's a personal mission. Yes, I went to Dalem first yes, want to ask for a signature of Mr. Santo about my presence here." Bara patted the hood of Joana's car and passed from the woman's presence.

Bara returned to the Police Department on the grounds of asking for Mr. Santo's signature, even though for what is the signature of Mr. Santo for him.

"Sedan is black, right? I'm leaving" said Mr. Santo suddenly from behind Bara. He was surprised but grinned because he heard the report of Mr. Saint in accordance with what he wanted.

"Today I saw you defiantly being sacked, huh?" ask Mr. Santo.

"Yes sir, why?" Back to asking.

"Last there are those who dare to decetin Colored, half-dead beaten thugs until battered. Being alone continues that there is also a reason. Dare you?" ask Mr. Santo chuckling.

"Trus was caught by the police? That's her husband why is she still free?" tanya Bara was curious.

"Ormas Ghost, please. Not yet caught. Still slippery as an eel. You careful. I know you're just colonized it's just kasian. But don't make him any bigger." Mr. Santo patted his shoulder and then left.

Bara pulled the jacket from under the employee's desk where he kept his belongings. Shortly before stepping away, Bara glanced at a new helmet box he had bought for Colonization.

Bara does not want to be colonized that shampooing hobby his hair stinks when wearing a loan helmet in case it has to be piggybacked.

Beaten to a pulp just for approaching an unmarried woman? Very unheard of thought Bara.

The sky was almost dark when Bara left the Polsek yard to the Colonized boarding houses. He was still upset with the woman, but he had to have a good reason to be able to come there with confidence.

Before entering the alley where the boarding houses are located, Bara stopped by a minimarket and shop for daily necessities.

Moments later, the rear of the motorbike had perched on a large cardboard box tied with a plastic rope. Now Bara feels like a salesman going around peddling his wares.

That big cardboard contains eggs, rice, instant noodles, soy sauce, sauce, detergent and fragrance.

As the bike neared the costs of the Sejah, there was a sense of shame on Bara when he saw the reflection of a large cardboard from the rearview mirror.

Bara then saw the reflection of his own face. "Okay Bara, relax" he muttered alone.

And that night was inevitable. The residents of the boarding house were like being compact to be outside the room to welcome him and his cardboard.

She was sitting in a plastic chair near the door of her room. With astonished gazes, Dijah looked at Bara who came down from the motor with a strange attitude because he avoided the cardboard tied in the boncery.

"Mas Bara's... Bring what?" Tini untied the plastic rope and tried to shift the heavy cardboard. "Weight Ih!" tini hatch.

"Who told you to pick it up?" sergeant Bara slowly. Bara then took down the cardboard and placed it near the leg of the colonized.

"For all of us?" ask Tini.

"It's not Tini, that's what you ask. For the Seized. You think it's social assistance from the government." Mak Robin who had been silently observing now laughed at Tini who sneered.

"That's Jah, taken. Now you are blessed with Mas Bara. Delicious yes Jah, kissed directly endowed," said Tini casually back to his butt in the plastic chair.

"You're talking ngaco!" tukas Colonized. "What the hell is that?" tanya Seized on Bara.

Bara combed her hair with a finger, "I brought it to the dalem well, you unload it in the dalem aja." Bara then lifted the cardboard again and entered the room of the colonized by pushing the door with his shoulder.

"Disassembled, '" Bara's pinta while sitting on the edge of the bed opened his shoes. The curious colonists kneeled open the cardboard and took out the contents one by one. Bara observed the enthusiastic twinkle in Dijah's eyes while lying on the bed and hugging the bolster.

"A lot of this, what for?" tanya Sejah turned to Bara who was staring at him.

"To eat me."

"What is detergent for?" Sewn lifting two packs of detergent.

"To wash my jacket" Bara got up from her sleep and took off the jacket she was still wearing. "This is Jah, please wash it. Tits." Bara then went back to lying hugging her roll.

"Are you guilty too? No one is holy? Can be laundered. Cheap," said Dijah astonished but took the jacket that had been proffered Bara then put it into a small basket where the clothes were dirty.

Bara weighing will answer what is the question of the colonized just now. If he said that he still lives with his parents, he could refuse his request.

It seems that Bara had to take advantage of the subtle and often pitying feelings of the other person to keep the woman from driving him away.

"I sniffed Jah, who used to take care of my clothes again. I don't eat regularly, I didn't eat breakfast this morning." Bara covered her face with a bolster as she said that. He felt his own horror with the Sejah who often cast a suspicious look at him.

"Well eat?" tanya Sewn with low intonation. He likes Bara. But he was worried too. The city has a lot of worries. Including the appearance of a woman with a black sedan who seems to always be near Bara.

"Not yet, I'm here to ask for food. Now your work is added. Dinner's till the end of the week." Bara got up and reached into his wallet. He took a pinch of 50 thousand bills and then opened the right palm of the Sejah.

"Now! I'll pay your wages up front, cook tomorrow!" said Bara smiling with satisfaction. He succeeded in tying Dijah to an invisible contract.

"Cie... Lent of birth already, the inner living also hope to be hastened Mas.." Tini appeared in front of the door with a plate of rice and a mouth that was chewing.

"Geez." murmured Bara slightly surprised by Tini's appearance in the doorway. The colonists who were used to hearing unusual jokes in the neighborhood just grimaced.

The To Be Continued.....