Bojomu My spirit

No Less Reasonable

"It hurts to know, Jeng. Fuck lo!" Arya remat his jacket, one throw from Ajeng managed to make him submit.

No less resourceful, hands and feet can not reach Arya, Ajeng take the clay demolition, then he threw it right on the target, Arya screamed and rolled.

"Rasain, so that's the guy who really had a little why. Mas Arya is famous all over, but rotten!" The teacher always says anything lightly. "Famous for going in and out of prison, like hotel rent, pity loh who so parents Mas Arya, embarrassed, his son did not know shame at all. Your bird is as good as what to be your idol, huh?"

Arya hid it again, she turned her back to Ajeng, not wanting to be misdirected again, could damage the future. Although he was naughty, he also wanted to have a partner and children later, but his mischief in this youth was indeed unable to be restrained.

"Why did Mas Arya do that, what's good?"

"It's good, you've never really frowned!"

"That's not it, luckily for Mas Arya what? Keep on, thinking so that's from where, you watch adult movies continue huh, don't-don't?!" accuse Ajeng.

Right, Arya nodded.

Damn, Ajeng was revealed to see a plain and relaxed face Arya answered his question, instead of being embarrassed, instead admitting with her symbol.

"Want to see an adult movie with me?"

"Heh, demon!" The stand immediately stood up. "Mas Arya this loh yes aampuunnn, meaning that Ajeng you may change, do not see or practice so, marry there, let you be free as your wife so. After all, yesterday Mr. Darma and Bu Ratih already want to know you as well as Kartika, the beautiful village next door, if you refuse, it's good to be the same without being raided by citizens!"

"I don't want to live with a beautiful girl, at most just want money doang. I know I'm rich, so he wants to, try not to, run away from him. I'm naughty gini, want a nice wife, not just in bed doang!"

"Well, you do realize that you want to understand, now imagine, try Mas Arya think, how can you wong wabble continuously, stop, pity your parents!" Ajeng becomes a real consul's bureau tonight.

Arya smirked faintly, for her no woman would understand her, it was hard to accept her as she was, once she knew she was a brat and not a rich man's child, guaranteed to run away, she said, all this time they want yes because Mr. Darma is still alive.

The two old men were surprised to find Ajeng in his work shirt driving Arya home, not with a luxury car, but a market bike and Arya was piggybacked by Ajeng.

Mrs Ratih hurried outside, looking in all directions to make sure that no one saw the two, what would happen.

"Jeng, Arya, where are you guys from?" madam Ratih looked worried.

Ajeng hold it for a while, he untied Arya's hand, the man wanted to rebel and did not want to go home first, would not want Ajeng just tie Arya's feet and hands on the bike, so as not to be able to escape.

"Mas Arya is throwing a tantrum, but successfully bent, Madam Ratih just calm down!" ajeng replied, he let Arya stand up, the man endak walk past his mother without saying hello.

Quickly Ajeng's hand pulled and hit Arya's head tight, the man complained loudly.

"Bego, sick!"

"Eat first, here!" Pulling, he wrapped his hand to Arya's arm.

The scenery that makes Ratih ma'am suddenly gaping, because all this time his son always fight, whether Ajeng is as strong as anything until Arya can not rebel.

"Say my regards, Mrs Ratih!"

"Relieve it!"

"Say hello or I'll remet your whipped bird!" threatening to whisper.

Inevitably Arya grabbed Ratih's hand and said greetings, Ratih's mom's smile widened, she even replied with prayer.

Jamba, jleb,

Arya turned to Ajeng, this is a poignant confession, but there is no trace of tears on Ajeng's face.

"Ngapain see that Ajeng, have a crush?"

"Currently, what a crush lo!" Arya let go of Ajeng's hand, she stepped in without looking back.

While, on the doorstep there was Mr. Darma, Arya had stopped in front of his father, he said a soft greeting, until Mr. Darma replied to falter, his heart as if forced to stop suddenly seeing the change of his son.

"Ajeng said to go home first, Mr. Ratih and Mr. Darma do not worry about him making trouble again, call Ajeng. Now, Ajeng is the consul bureau that Mr. Kades opened, so whatever the case, please report to Ajeng, I go home first!"

Bu Ratih nodded, not forgetting he pulled Ajeng's hand and hugged him.

"Don't tell me you don't have a mother, Jeng. You can call this mother your mother!"

***

Hikam gaping in disbelief, it was as easy as Ajeng to make Arya bend her knees, even going home and greeting her parents.

"You are guaranteed to pass the first test work, if Mr. Kades knows you can calm down Arya, he must love you a gift, dizziness has long ago the name of this village tainted because of him, there is no stopping. Now, you eat this stuff, don't eat late!"

"Well, Hikam didn't eat?"

"Mak Dewi forgot that this is Thursday and Mas fast, so still Mas bring, just you who eat yes, do not tell him!"

"Well, a blessing for the fast of Mas Hikam, I will also learn to fast, let the fasting be like Mas Hikam!" cheers, then devour the provision of Hikam.

Lying, Hikam did not fast today, even before going outside, he had time to drink milk.

But, this morning he saw Ajeng want to wrap food, one of the orphanage children came to him saying that the food in the home is good and they are lacking, want to be hungry again.

Ajeng gave the food, from morning until noon Ajeng had not eaten, it was more than fasting for Hikam.

"Why did you come here? Do it again?" Ajeng almost choked suddenly Arya sat in front of him.

Arya out of the package filled with food.

"Make what?"

"Temenin I eat!"

"But Ajeng has eaten, Mas Arya." He just finished his lunch.

"Yaudah, if you don't want to, I'll take a bid-"

Sit down again, "Yes, here eat, don't talk about the song anymore, eat now!" he folded his shirt back. "Who's cooking?"

"Remurge."

"Boiled, very tasty lime leaves, Mas!" hap and hap, hap.