BETWEEN (TERMINAL ) GIWANGAN ~ BUBULAK

POSKO TWO

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\*‘All because of that bastard woman,’ \* complained Yanto in his heart.

Yanto was confused two months ago when he accidentally met a woman.

Early in his meeting, Yanto again coffee morning abis new break down from the bus that day Yanto with Burhan, his second driver, the original Cilacap and also Maksum, his original conductor, Ajibarang.

“Mas Bambang (all friends call Bambang yes, because it is not a close friend of one region so do not know the call of Yanto ), I went to the post two first yes. Very cape,” Maxum. Posko two is the second wife for the bus crew. Usually they exist in different cities with their original domicile.

“Emang if in post two can rest? Not even cape?” goda Burhan with its thick Cilacap medok. If the driver or crew does not have a post two, usually stay in the crew mess during the break back to the city of origin.

“Cape plus plus Mas Burhan,” replied Maxum who was even being pedekate with other women to form a post three. There are young people who are never satisfied.

Bambang and Burhan go back to sipping their hot coffee.

“Mas, I went to the bathroom yes,” said Burhan, whose coffee is not finished yet.

“*Yo, ojo sui-sui*,” replied Bambang. Don't say Bambang for long.

At that time there was a girl with an ordinary face, the body was also not crazy to invite a smile Bambang while walking to the table Bambang. His name is smiling yes Bambang smile back at a glance, Bambang blowing his coffee is still hot.

“New down huh?” ask the woman.

“Iya,” Reply Bambang base stale.

“That's his friend?” the woman said while pointing outwards. Bambang also looked for a designated figure

“Which one?”

“Yang just came out,” replied the woman.

“Oh if the one who just came out must be, his name is also drinking together you see our uniform dong same,” replied Bambang.

“Indeed everyone wears uniforms like this huh A?” said the woman with a thick Sundanese accent.

“It is,” replied Bambang. Then he drank his coffee which was already warm.

‘Kok me keliyengan ya?’ Think Bambang. Then he immediately paid for his drink and prepared to go to the mess to sleep.

‘Maybe too tired,’ thought Bambang, so he was a bit tired.

“What's wrong, maybe too sleepy because tired,” replied Bambang.

“Ayok atuh sayah interracial. I think A’a is very tired,” bargain the woman.

“Messnya where?” ask him again.

Without hesitation Bambang mentioned his address and he also joined the motorbike of the woman.

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Bambang woke up after afternoon.

“Loh me where?” bambang asked while looking at the ceiling that he did not know.

“Why do I sleep in a place I don't know like this, why don't I wear clothes?” think Bambang again.

Since Bambang bujang used to sleep without a t-shirt, but never plain as it is now.

“How is it possible?” bambang shouted involuntarily. At that time next to her was a woman who had been in a coffee shop.

That's when the door to the room opened.

“What do you guys do?” ask an old woman, maybe the mother of this girl.

“I don't know anything, I don't know anything,” replied Bambang while looking for his clothes.

“How do you say you don't know anything, you're in my son's room?”  Women who sleep with Bambang wake up because of the noise.

“Eh what's up Bu?” ask the woman whose name is even Yanto did not know because from the beginning he was also not an acquaintance.

“Yani, why are you sleeping with this man?” scold the Mother.

“We, we. We,” replied the woman called Yani without being able to answer anything.

Yanto shook his head because he did nothing. How could he touch the woman he had just met? Is touching the Fitri that he loves since class 2 STM and is halal according to religion and country just can he do 3 months after ijab?

“True my Mom doesn't know anything. I was a puyeng and this Mbaknya want to nganterin I said he wanted usherin to mess and I wake up already here,” replied Yanto honestly.

“Kok A’a it? Kan was A’a who said asking for delivery to mess, then because I forgot the place, I bargained to bring it to my room. A’a nolak. Kan A’a first who attacked me. How do you now say you don't feel anything?” said the Yani woman who had slept with Bambang.

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