CONFESSION STONED
8. Start Percolating

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"The motor keeps rocking. You're not sitting on the end!" yelled from the front.

"I stink! It's a cepet road. Not far!" reply Seized from his bonds.

"Hard-headed," said Bara.

"What??" yelled Sejah who did not hear what the man who was piggybacking on him said.

"Nothing" said Bara.

"Why do you know if I'm going to go there?" tanya Sejah's.

"You think?" Back to asking. Motor Bara has arrived entering the road next to the big mall. Bara directly directs his motorbike into a small alley in front of him occupied by several base ojek.

"Eh Bara! Balek again you're here. In a moment it's already been la nonggok (ngetem) in front of the alley, so RBT (ojek) also." Mak Robin sits in a plastic chair while feeding her son laughing to see Bara who in the near future has twice back and forth to that place.

"I take a shower first" said Dijah, jumping down from the top of the bike and then taking off his helmet and putting it on Bara's lap. He hurriedly opened the door of his room and went inside.

Bara followed Dijah with his gaze while removing the helmet.

"Sepi, where are the others?" ask Bara to make small talk to Mak Robin.

"Some work, some go to college. Cake gini la kalo at this hour. Malem used to rame, people have gone home from work all over. Want more rame again if there is such a thing. It was definitely guaranteed rame," Mak Robin chuckled.

Bara saw Dijah out of his room with a towel draped over his shoulder, a small bucket that seemed to contain toiletries and his left hand was seen clutching clean clothes.

"That's Mom's son?" ask Robin.

"Yes, you must be wondering why my son is still a child. It was my granddaughter, this Robin. I married almost 20 new children. I never thought about the child, even in the child's fortune. It used to be day and night I validated the descent even does not exist. If the colonized says, Robin, this is my sincere gift." Mak Robun smiled looking at his only son.

"Where is your father?"

"Building work, projects in villages. Build a villa or something. Don't know me. The important thing is that once every two weeks he goes home shopping for his son," Mak Robin said.

Bara nods a small sign he listened to the words of a woman who looks middle-aged with hair cut by Demi Moore in her era.

Bara pulled out his phone and got off the bike and sat in a plastic chair between Tini's window and the door to the room. He was still looking down at the phone, as the corner of his eye saw that Sejah had come out of the hallway in the corner of the building with a towel on his head.

Sejah stepped his feet quickly into the room because it felt bad to have been awaited by a man he had only known for a few days. Moreover, he did not even know the background of the man.

Arriving in the room, Sejah re-opened the t-shirt he wore to use lotions and body fragrance products. While pecking himself in a thin brown-framed mirror, he saw the plugs of rice cooker still burning.

"Ouch! Ouch!" pekik Sejah shocked.

He felt sick and ngenes had been a few hours leaving the rice cooker to suck KWH of his electricity tokens in vain. It was a huge waste to the colonists.

Suddenly,

BRAKKK

"Why Jah?" asked Bara who opened the door of her room and turned her head inside.

Bara had only briefly closed his eyes for a moment before a deodorant bottle floated towards him.

BRAKKK

Fortunately Bara quickly closed the door to the room. A bottle of deodorant almost hit his head.

Outside the bedroom door, Bara leaned her head. His eyes closed for a moment and his hands stroked his chest.

"Yes aampuuun.." he murmured softly.

Bara had yet to forget the scene he had just seen inside the Colonized room just now. The woman was wearing jeans and a bra. Bara really didn't mean to be presumptuous. He had seen a fully clothed Dijah when he came out of the bathroom. Who would have thought that woman would release him again.

"Why you?" ask Mak Robin in wonder.

"So how red is your face? A fever?" ask Mama Robin.

"Ah cook anyway," said Bara touching the two pipes alternately. Seeing Dijah who used to be dressed loosely but just a glimpse of the woman's full chest made Bara's heart beat non-relaxed.

BRAKKK

The one who had just exited the room again closed the door hard.

"God.." murmured Bara again holding his chest.

"Udah?? Worrying? Kayak can't do it," said Dijah directly when he saw Bara sitting on a plastic chair. He stared at the cynical man who was now looking down with a reddened face.

"You said well, what do I think is going on." Bara bends pout.

"I just said ouch, didn't say please. Next time it has to be cut off. Not necessarily people who say well it needs our help," explained Sejah still with an annoyed face.

"Yes sorry..."

"So go no?"

"Yes, come on..." Bara got up from his seat and walked towards the motorbike.

After wearing his helmet, Bara took a helmet that had been used in the colon.

"Helm who is this?" tanya Sejah's. Because of how early he met the man, Bara never carried another helmet on his motorcycle other than the helmet he wore himself.

"Helm Mr. Santo, I pinjem." Nyengir. "It doesn't smell good, does it? You just shampooed. Patience Jah," Bara kekeh put the helmet on the head of the Seized and buttoned it.

POK! POK!

Bara hit the helmet on the head twice then turned his head back to signal the woman to immediately go up to the splint.

"Handle Jah," said Bara. He put both his hands on the man's shoulders. "Ga that's also the handle," continued Bara again.

"There it is calm. Peek the way, it's noon." Sejah patted Bara on the shoulder who turned on the motor and started to advance it.

"Excuse me, ma'am" Bara told Mak Robin.

"Yes, just go!" reply Mak Robin.

"You should call me Mas." said Bara while the bike was still driving in the alley.

"When not called, why? Dead?" tanya Sejah's.

"More Polite Colored... I'm older than you."

"You know that there. No one else" replied Dijah.

She just silently pursed her mouth. This guy is stubborn he thought. Being his friend is hard. Especially wanting to be more than that. This woman deserves to be widowed even though she has been divorced from her husband for a long time. Bara returned to the upper part of the body of the colonized who was only wrapped in a bra.

His busy head imagining a woman's chest wrapped in a bra made Bara not realize that the distance from a car in front was getting closer because of the red light.

"Geez!" the clam pulled the brake in his hand. The motor stopped suddenly and Colored slumped forward and patted his back.

"Ouch.." murmured Bara who felt a padded chest of Sejah attached to his back.

PLAKK!!

Sejah hit Bara's right arm then back backwards. Bara jerked.

"God Jah... I didn't intentionally," Bara said looking back.

"Let's see the real way," Pinta was colonized from behind. Sejah felt his heart increasingly uncomfortable every contact with Bara even if only a little.

The To Be Continued.....

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