The Tough Man's Body
* HAND LINE * "Choosing Khuldi "
Chapter 2
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The rain that fell has not shown any signs of subsiding. The two of them took shelter in the Warung's emperor.
" Tea, if we linger here, will Fitrie accept our arrival ? the night is getting late, especially with the plan we want to take him to Serang." Said Aji.
" Yes, too, what you're saying is true. I agree, but it's raining like this.? sergeant Shinta.
Suddenly a voice was heard pointing at one of them.
" If I'm not mistaken, this is Aji's sister ?" Said the young lady waiting for the stall.
" God willing, not wrong." Answer Aji.
" Subhanallah, Brother Aji, how many years I haven't seen Brother ," ... But, I still know his voice." . And he shouted as he moved from his seat, "Kang Uki, kang Dede... This is Aji's sister !"
His voice was loud, making the two names he called simultaneously come to the direction of the call.
the two came to their sister, floating their eyes around the shop room.
As soon as his gaze met with Aji who was also directing his gaze to the two men who came at the call of his sister, Aji,
" Eeeeeehs.. This is not wrong anymore, surely Aji, is not it ?" The two men are together.
" Not wrong, though,! this is kang Uki, and this one is Wawan ? " Aji said as his index finger pointed to the man who was last mentioned by Aji, namely Wawan who is better known by his family's nickname, 'Dede '.
Not given the frills of "Kang ". Because the Wawan was the same age and like the game before, when they were little.
" Where are the nights like this, and in heavy rain like this ?". Ask the one called kang Uki.
" From Cimanuk kang, visit brother, to greet ." Answer Aji.
" Well, what...?" Ask Uki while pointing his thumbs towards Shanti.
" This..., introduce kang, Teh Shinta from Bandung, brother from my mother's side" Aji replied without hesitation.
They seem satisfied with the questions that have been answered as they wish.
Shinta nodded her head at them while throwing a smile.
The three of them replied with a smile, although it was accompanied by a look of astonishment.
How not, because they know exactly who Aji is, like they know Fitrie well and know who Fitrie is for Aji, and vice versa.
Naturally they feel astonished, is it true that women who are still young and fashionable appearance, City people in their eyes, the woman is a sister of Mama Aji?" like that comment between them, they did not say it in front of Aji and Shinta.
" Aji who used to no longer exist kang," Wawan said at the address to his oldest brother, his older brother Uki named, Hasan.
" Is it true that all sailors are as you think they are ?" Hasan chimed in, "Don't be so bad, no good, dik ! who knows, that woman is indeed the sister of her mother. ".that's Hasan's assumption the oldest brother in the family 'Saliman '.
As acknowledged by Aji himself, they had heard directly from the concerned.
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They live in a small town, the movements of one population can be called not escape the sight of the other population.
What a person does in everyday life is like, it is obligatory for neighbors to know.
In addition, the customs are still thick attached to the current generation. Concern for fellow citizens, whose levels are still quite high.
Wawan's remarks in the form of questions that are equivalent to interrogation, a mirror of concern that has been considered ordinary and does not bring controversial judgments, in the neighborhood.
" Aji for a long time I didn't see you coming to Pandeglang. More than twice the bill." Wawan said, and it was justified by Aji.
" Iya Wan, I live with Anggi's sister in Jakarta, and I'm busy helping her husband's business activities Anggi ." The answer.
" Where is Aji now and where is he going. ?"
" I just got back from Cimanuk, and I'm going to my Mama's house, Wan. BTW there are umbrellas I can borrow . " Tanya Aji's.
" There is Ji, but the small size, the capacity for one person, if you want to wait for the big one we also have, but are being used by Kak Hasan, go to Mushola.
" o yeah? It's nothing Wan" replied Aji. Then Wawan handed over the umbrella that Aji pinta had just.
That's right what you said, "The umbrella is for one person" but what's okay, no root rattan is all that." Say Aji with a proverbial style.
After the conversation between them was considered finished, Aji said goodbye to the three brothers who owned the stall at the crossroad.
Umbrellas have been developed, at first they both feel hesitant to both use such a small umbrella, but consideration on the basis of emergencies, they no longer exaggerate the situation that can actually be said to be trivial.
By ignoring feelings that will not be able to enter into thinking under ordinary conditions.
Aji's right hand held the handle of the umbrella, and he was in the right position, while Shinta stood to his left, without hesitation by asking the owner of the slender waist first permission, he said, he circled his left hand to the woman's left waist, and they began to step under the umbrella of the heavy rain.
Not denied by Aji, who is still in the vulnerable age, should not be touched by software from the opposite sex, from any part, from any part, then it will result Casual Jeans that he wears suddenly become feel narrow.
No other because there are residents there who wriggle awake, even if left too long in such conditions, making it stiff, even can thrash.
Whether intentionally or not, the right chest of the woman was firmly attached to the part between Aji's chest and waist.
Because there is a difference in height size between them, felt by Aji something chewy and warm attached, it seems Shinta forgot to put the Bra back on the last while undergoing Therapy.
Coinciding with the habits of Aji, If for a trip that is not formal, he prefers not to wear underwear on the top, just directly Hem's shirt or shirt that tends to be of thin material, even if the, whether it is from a shirt or cotton. Like on his journey today.
He lived in Jakarta for a long time, but not living in a house equipped with air conditioning such as Air Condition.
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Wearing simple clothes, has become a habit in his daily life.
He could not deny, the sweat of a woman mixed with a special oil massage used by Sarinah's mother as a medium of treatment in her Therapy practice.
Aji spent her childhood up to the level of her first-rate high school in Banten.
The level of interest in the world of traditional medicine media is quite high, so almost every analysis of various treatments is always right.
In her opinion based on the knowledge she has, Ms. Sarinah is a traditional way of Health Therapy. By Massage.
The conclusion was not without basis, but his sense of smell was familiar with the oil that was still attached to Shinta's body.
And it was smelled by him, triggering the sensation let alone a supportive situation like that, under the umbrella, crimped and the chest of the right side of Shinta attached to his body.
But their steps were rushed. So that the front page of the house of his parents who are inhabited by one family of his biological brother, who does not yet have his own residence.
They, in addition to inhabiting it, also nurture it.
Without feeling, they have reached the front yard of the house.
