AmbarSita [Not Revisioned]

30 Mai Second To Ambar

AmbarSita

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Already entered the fifth month of this year, the school is also undergoing the second semester in the world of education. The class exam will take place at the end of June.

For Sita, the fifth month is very important! Because in that month the birth of the idol whom he had admired for almost 9 years. If the matter of Sita's patience in adoring it feels like the girl deserves four thumbs up and a standing ovation from the audience.

A week before the 30th, Sita was already busy thinking about what gift she would give to Ambar. Want to invite Alif to find a gift it feels impossible, especially if later Alif asks who the guy who bought it for.

Alif always give gifts to Sita if she has a birthday on December 31. Even so, he will reply to Alif's words and gifts when his boyfriend's birthday is dated January 4.

Only Ambar does not, let alone give gifts to Sita. Saying the prayer of longevity never! Because the guy never found out when Sita's date of birth.

"Thaa......The soccer shoes you asked me to buy" said buk Ita when his son just came home from school. Sita immediately hugged her mother, happy, grateful, the woman was so good and willing to obey and help Sita in her love affairs.

Sita saw the shoes with the swoosh logo from the American company. His face was a little disappointed, his shoes were nice but.....

"Why choose pink?"

"Kan Pak Bahrun likes pink nak" replied the plain Ita buk.

"Oh my God, last year her flower handkerchief was also a pink rose! Now even the shoes are pink, this is a gift for his son buk, not his father!" said Sita grumpy.

"Udah is okay, after all I like the same color hahaha so I buy"

"This is in accordance with the likes of ibuk sama pak Bahrun aja. What if Ambar does not want to use, it's useless card buk"

"Yaudah if she doesn't like it, tell her dad! So I'm bothered, let me dipake pak Bahrun to plow Hahahaha rice fields"

"Hum can still laugh, even though Ambar's birthday is tomorrow"

"Well, how about buying another one?"

"It's that way"

"You're this, waste of money you know. That's even though it's super kw that I buy, but the price is enough to pay the rent a month aka 500rb! good if you buy Ambar beng-beng with that kind of money! It could be Eli's twin Ambar's body!"

Sita remains a manyun does not accept gifts bought by her mother. Inevitably buk Ita succumbed to "Jaudah tomorrow I buy a new one or I exchange deh. Moga aja shop accept, remember you promise your pocket money will be cut!"

"Yeah.... Tomorrow morning the exchange, so that after school Sita can snack on Ambar"

"Yes!!!" answer Ita jutek's book and throw the shoe box he bought on the sofa.

 

~*♡AmbarSita♡**~

 

The next day, so that the color of his shoes is not wrong again buk Ita immediately met his little friend, aka his mother Ambar. Ask the favorite color of his handsome son.

"What yeah? I also don't know, like the dark color is like Ta. Just as rich the way of life he is dark and not radiant"

"Hahaha really, because he likes to wear black clothes"

"What the hell did you do to get Ambar's favorite color?"

"Sita told nanya Hahaha"

"Douh, So shame myself I'm Ta Hahaha. So remember our talk at that time to match them, it seems like it will indeed be granted Ta. Yes, my lucky Lord I if I can get rich son-in-law Sita, but_______ "buk Khadijah patted his friend's shoulder slowly, his face also turned sad.

"You who are patient can be Ambar's rich son-in-law, sorry I am Ta" said Khadijah buk slowly.

"Hahaha you are Jah! Not his mom and dad, same! Hobbi is really bad at his own son!"

The two women then laughed at each other. Talking about Ambar's nosy nature and likes to talk with every villager of Peringi.

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After school, Sita smiled at the package of gifts in her room. Buk Ita met his daughter and joined in smiling happily.

"That's my mom's wrapin"

"A new exchange or buy?"

"Haaa? Ibuk exchange dong Hahaha" replied Ita's book laughing to cover up his lie.

Actually that morning while talking to Khadijah buk, Ambar's mother forbade Ita buk to return to Mandau to exchange the shoes.

'Udah kasi aja, not grateful tuh children, in the box already lucky! If he refuses I tell my husband to use a rice plow. We never celebrate Ambar's birthday, why Sita even wants to bother trying gift!'

Hearing the advice of Khadijah buk Ita was happy and agreed because the woman was also tired of returning to the Mall in Mandau. It was a brilliant idea for Khadijah to have Ita's book wrap around the cards, so that Sita would not know if they were still the same shoes.

Sita immediately got ready to change her uniform, and and as beautiful as her even though she was beautiful. Everything is prepared well. A box of bells he bought from Eli's book has also been piled on top of the gift box. Buk Ita joined with smiles looking at his son who was sitting in front of the glass dresser.

"Dwoooh! But Sita did not say Ambar buk, Sita was also directly entered the house, not waiting for him on the side of the road. Yaah... Damnit damnit!! Ambar will not know that" said Sita cursed his carelessness.

Buk Ita tepok jidat with his daughter's behavior, he was so excited that he forgot to tell the person he was waiting for.

"Where is this buk?" ask Sita for advice.

"Most Ambar again in the village with his friends, just there. Let all share the same friends amber as well"

"No! Shame on!" answer Sita quickly.

"Yaudah if so, mushroomed and then gift the same food you if you are constantly embarrassed!"

"Yeah don't dong buk, I help you...." Sita has not finished her sentence but buk Ita immediately say.

"BODO! I'm going across! Mending me to my sister's place! Rather than helping people who are shy but willing!!" reply buk Ita upset and run away leaving Sita.

 

~*♡AmbarSita♡**~

 

Sita was still pouting sitting in front of the porch of her house. His heart was hoping that Ambar would pass and not leave the village to meet his friends. Sita saw the clock in her hand was already at 2:30. It seems Ambar is already with his friends at this time.

What Sita is waiting for is Ambar, but what appears is precisely Alif. Her boyfriend smiled because the person he wanted to meet was sitting in front of the terrace with a beautiful look.

"Whose gift?" asked Alif curious to see the gift Sita held.

"What's that?"

"Do not know, package him" replied Sita again.

Alif nodded his head and tried to believe Sita's lie "I want to make sure you learn, buk Asma who told, we are asked to come to her house"

"Haah? We have also been taught, we still have to study again to the mother's house"

"Yes after the Olympics 8 days more, maybe that's why we are told to continue learning"

"You know mah, which is there for us more stress on the day Hnya. One month we are in the same additional learning hours of school. So close to the day H our brain must be refreshed not even told to continue learning!" Sita wreaked her misfortune with the Olympic event that she will follow soon. In addition, Sita's heart is also upset at this time, because her plan for Ambar has failed miserably.

"Partially I've said I don't want to come, why buk Asma is still trying" said Sita weak, said, recalling a few more days he would go on to represent the school for the National Mathematics Olympiad to be held in Jogja.

The beautiful girl did not know, if Alif was the one who forced the Asma buk to appoint Sita and herself representing first-class students to attend the Olympics. The reason is of course because Alif wants to be together with a long time with Sita.

Sita finally accepted Alif's invitation. On the way to their teacher's house. Sita put her eyes sharp on a group of teenage boys who are so engrossed in swimming-swimming in the Peringi river. All the boys are celebrating Ambar's birthday which they just threw on the river as a tradition if one of them has a birthday.

When Azan Ashar reverberated, Pak Bahrun and Pak Pandi were about to go to Kemushola to carry out their duties. Suddenly the blood of the two boils to see Ambar and his friends sitting relaxed on the river bank while smoking cigarettes in each hand.

"Capable!!" shocked Abdul and threw away his cigarette quickly.

All his friends turned to look at Abdul. Their faces were as pale as the current Abdul. Want to escape also free two lions from Peringi was already walking near them.

Mr. Bahrun opened his green swimow flip-flops and steadily floated the young men's backs. Pak Pandi was so, especially his son Ismet, haircut cekak Ismet until the jam is so upset.

"Amf course... Forgive me.." said they were terrified.

"Khaidir don't smoke, I swear. Just join the gathering sir" Khaidir defended himself so that the sandals of Pak Bahrun and Pak Pandi's hands stopped hitting his back.

"Thalib, too, sir, we're both just following because we want to celebrate Ambar's birthday"

Mr. Bahrun and Mr. Pandi stopped hitting the backs of the two men and continued to carry on with Ambar, Ujang, Ismet, Arul, and Abdul. All five felt their backs were hot beaten continuously by the two lions.

"Grandfather sir, Abdul Ease hit him, later at the home of Mr. Anto who continued"

"Arul also sir, later Mr. Syafri will hit even worse at home"

"Ujang also sir, let Ujang's father who hit ya sir"

All begged to be released from persecution. Now only Ambar and Ismet are victims of the violence of their fathers.

"Ambar also sir, let Mr. Handsome aja who hit, Ambar has changed the family card so his son" said Ambar who increasingly made the blood of Pak Bahrun doubled.

'Plaaaak' pak Bahrun's punch floated smoothly into his son's handsome face this time. All his friends immediately ran away to save themselves.

"It was his cheek that was slapped but the pain was hard on my cheek" said Abdul.

"Partially Ambar was clearly his father turned into a demon if angry can still be dismissed"

Mr. Pandi who was about to pray to the mushola broke his intention and pulled his son's arm to go home "The child does not know himself! Still class 2 SMP already pretentious and smoking! Your pocket money is still I'm afraid to know, I don't smoke, even you are scattering money for it!" sumpat pak Pandi while continuing to drag his son home.

Now Ambar lives with his father "Hehehe..." Ambar cengengesan hoped his father could be destroyed. It is not good Mr. Bahrun even menoyor his son's head strong and helped drag him home.

Arriving home, Pak Bahrun's rattan landed on Ambar's back. The 16-year-old boy's tears did not come out at all despite his back pain and bruising from being beaten by his father.

"Begging your father for forgiveness, if not your age is only 16 doang" snapped Khadijah's book which actually did not have the heart to let his son be beaten.

"Yes, pardon me, Ambar don't repeat!"

"That day I warned you, right! Why are you still doing, huh? So do you smoke often?!!"

"No, I swear, really, just ask Mr. Handsome if you don't believe it"

"Fear Sayuti won't know!!"

"Know sir, he's our age, he's also in our company sir"

"What a group is that!"

"The MADESU group sir" Ambar replied saving his back.

"What is that?!!!" ask Mr. Bahrun and buk Khadijah compact.

"The future is bleak sir"

'plaaaak' rattan pak Bahrun who had stopped swinging is now back to touch Ambar white skin.

"His father prayed Ashar?" ask Khadijah buk who secretly wants to save his son from the violence of Mr. Bahrun.

"Not yet, because this child is the father until it does not become prayer to the mosque"

"Jaudah pray first, ntar mistaken eyes because of the devil" persuaded Khadijah buk gently and invite her husband into the room.

"You!!!!" point Mr. Bahrun to Ambar's pointed nose "You can't sleep at home tonight!" he said again and went into the room.

Ambar was just a manyun and immediately changed his wet clothes and then fled according to Mr. Bahrun's orders. He was sitting in the village alone, wanted to come to the house of his friends are also free they must be beaten also at this time. Until Azan magrib Ambar pensively sat in the village, his eyes were so cute ngjreng instantaneously when he saw the motorcycle Alif cooler than the face of the owner was passing along with Sita.

"Huu... A motorcycle than his master's face" said Ambar annoyed.

"Why you?" ask Yudi who just came.

"Tuuh the power pole, the coolness of the motor from the master"

"It's okay, you don't have any good looks"

Hearing Yudi's honest answer, Ambar immediately clung to his friend's head "You know him?!! where were you?"

"No!! I just got back from Mandau, happy birthday huh. Oh, y'all got caught smoking in the river?"

"Kok you know?"

"I heard Mr. Syafri's screaming voice from his house"

"Hahaha ****** that was Arul's"

"Aren't you hit by Mr Bahrun?"

Once again Ambar hit his friend's head "Look at my back I'm already rich people dikerokin know not!!" snapped Ambar and lifted up his shirt to reveal his bruised back to Yudi.