AUNT YAYA
POV Bu RT's
"Assalamua'aikum .." Does the RT exist?
Greetings from someone in the home page of the mother's eyeang. Mom yelling for Aunt Yaya. The sound of wooden stairs rang geblak gebluk trampled heavy objects. Aunt Yaya immediately approached the guests who were on the terrace. The body that is puffed up with a toad of obrog jeans, teh-shirt, sacky hair ala demi moore, the look of the face of the sangar, rancid and songong appears an uncomfortable figure to approach. The negative aura is really very felt by people who have just met though.
"Yes what's wrong?"
"Sorry I want to see Mr. RT Om, is there?"
"I'm the RT! what's up?" said aunt Yaya with her heavy baritone bass voice and raised eyebrows.
"Oh this om, want to ask permission for health socialization for residents, just need a signature and stamp pack RTnya only."
"Here" Aunt Yaya took out a letter-copped introductory piece of paper from the puskesmas, took a ballpoint and a stamp and signed it.
"Thank you Om."
"I'm a girl, don't you see this my chest is so big it's still called om?" Aunt Yaya protest.
The guest apologized and then paused.
"Where the cave knows she's a girl! it looks like it's like a man!" murmured the glasses-wielding young man while glaring away.
"Still in the call Om, his eyes siwer times yes bra size 44 G is already the biggest is also still in the thought of men!" Aunt Yaya is upset.
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The sound of police siren wara wiri into the territory of aunt Yaya.
"Bu RT! Ms RT! The Dadang got a disease!" Wawan said in panic.
"You go upstairs!" Said aunt Yaya trying to protect Wawan.
Illness is Yaya's aunt code and her local neighborhood for police arrivals.
"Whose picket today? koq can get to the relief there's a disease you don't know!"
"The Aunt Juney! He returned home did not say" replied Wawan ngos-ngosan.
"He deliberately went home because he knew today there would be an illness, so he escaped! Where's your safe?" Ask aunt Yaya while predicting.
"There's on the tant rails, it's safe just that Juney got to bring some grams that were originally for sale and even to the intel pedal."
"Lo here, Cave ahead see the development."
Wawan. Aunt Yaya hurriedly observed the commotion of her citizens. Police officers carried a short-skinned man full of tattoos with his hands around his cuffs as he lowered his head in front of aunt Yaya in a police dribble to a detention car.
Crowds clustered with whispering voices whispering with eyes toward aunt Yaya and Juney. They really understand who Aunt Yaya really is, the money never runs out, because his men are agile to circulate his merchandise. After the police passed Aunt Yaya bringsut towards the rail to check the drugs entrusted to Wawan. There was a brown envelope wrapped in stone under the stairs near the railroad tracks.
"Thighhghh!" Aunt Yaya grunts, relieved.
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The story did not stop there, the night at 00:30 Aunt Yaya was awakened by a resident, a resident,
"tok tok tok !! The tan! Build tan? Someone's dead.."
The sound of Aunt Yaya's room door on tap from outside, Aunt Yaya immediately got up and opened the door.
"Who died?"
"Si gelay, her son was telling you here."
Gelay calls Robbi an HIV AIDS sufferer who is rife in aunt Yaya's neighborhood, aside from drug use, **** free and prostitution of minors Aunt Yaya is very familiar with such a dirty life.
His wife and son were infected by Robbi Gelay, in very poor economic conditions they used government facilities for treatment, and Aunt Yaya was often a facilitator for their treatment in order to remain able to live normal lives.
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It looks a body figure that has been stretched stiff with the whole body blackened and some parts of the skin flaking because of HIV AIDS in a matter of 2 years. Robby Gelay's wife and son were sitting in a corner near the closet, they looked strong without any cries, aunt Yaya always reminded them of their condition and prepared them mentally that people with HIV AIDS do not have a chance to live longer as in general. Except for accidents and other causes other than HIV AIDS.
Aunt Yaya pulls Rani's car out of the garage to contact the hospital. Along the way to return home after from the hospital, the new age responsibility reamaj entered the area of aunt Yaya neighborhood with short skirts and menor makeup, the smell of alcohol mixed with odor ****** come out of those women.
"Where's tant coming from?" one of the young women greeted Aunt Yaya.
"Nganter the Robby went to the hospital, he died." Answer aunt Yaya as she passed leaving them first.
Aunty Yaya's figure passed accompanied by strange gazes from the women.
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The next day, the,
"Ran Anter I met my friend yes, here's something I should anterin."
"No, yes, I have Adist les."
"Yes I anter Adist together, we drop Adist les first continue to meet me." Said aunt Yaya.
Rani and Adist go follow Aunt Yaya, after dropping Adist at the tutoring place. The car drove towards one elite apartment, into the parking area and they both waited at the caffe apartment. Soon from afar a figure similar to aunt Yaya approached them, Hair flap with yellow skin but not bloated and puffed like aunt Yaya, beautiful face still looks that turned masculine.
"Ni Jo's stuff." Aunt Yaya stuffed the brown envelope into the bag that Jo was carrying. Rani sees their papa. Jo smiled at Rani.
"Jewith! call me Jo." Said Jo while thrusting his hand shaking Rani's hand.
"Samples." Rani smiled back at Jo.
They engaged in a small chat for a while, Aunt Yaya ordered a drink a moment later after Jo's drink ran out she rushed off to leave them.
"Jo's like me, she's got a simple model girl too."
"Huf! what a lesson this is God I'm dealing with." Rani murmured in her heart.
"You don't have to be surprised, there's a lot like me. You just know life out there?" Said aunty Yaya trying to make Rani understand.
"I'll know the girl sometime. She's not pretty! still prettier you're quiet."
"So you mean, I'm sure you are?."
Aunt Yaya tried to wipe Rani's head of affection while grinning. Rani evasive.
"I saw the IG." Rani looks at aunt Yaya's mobile phone. It looks like a hairy girl is traveling around the world.
"It must be Jo who paid for the trip, right?" Ask Rani.
"No, the girls work."
"Oiya Jo. What work?"
"He's got an iron-selling business"
"Oh I don't think I'm just used by you, scrambling business and mine."
"No that's it! I'll help you too." Said aunty Yaya kesindir.
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