Bojomu My spirit

No Intention!

The family car, right?

Deg, man,

Jump, Ajeng circled the car, he must not be mistaken and familiar with the car that is usually used by local workers, he has often traveled around, the sticker is almost the same.

He said, so that if again breaking the rules on the road can be released, know there are stickers equally important people, so Ajeng thought.

"Why the hell, Jeng? Come on, ah buy more clothes, time to mepet!" Goddess of Ajeng's hand.

Both of Ajeng's legs were reluctant to move, he still continued to observe the car, even taking the initiative to ask the parking attendant who was there, wait until he knows who brought the car with such an important sticker.

"Mas Hikam yes at home is the same as children, if I go outside, Jeng. Anyway, mas Hikam faithful to the motor bututnya really, surely we do not know, yuk ah!"

"My gut is not good, Mother Goddess. So I ask the mother of Dewi pidiocal mas Hikam so that she can explain this sticker of which village, or maybe the sub-member who is assigned in which village!"

Huh, inevitably Dewi contact her husband, the fifth ring then Hikam received, Ajeng's face and the front of the car was displayed for real, making who saw a headache.

Stickers that are easy to recognize, the man smiled and said things that made Ajeng more excited about his good prejudices.

Maybe this soul mate from the sky, he and Ganjar is one way to buy clothes just to be in the same shophouses, live Ajeng looking for where the existence of his prospective fiancee, the man who will be the owner of his heart, the whole body.

He looked at the goal, looking with both eyes, Dewi would not want to follow Ajeng here, curious also what clothes will Ganjar wear, Dewi also want to follow Ajeng here, who knows, it could be a reference he bought clothes for Ajeng.

Deg, man,

Ahahahah, hihihihihihi, hahah, hihihi

The goddess covered her gaping mouth, the mother of two children was powerless to see what was beside Ajeng.

The dining house is clear glass walled so that outsiders can see customers who are enjoying a meal inside, right on the side of Ajeng's arm standing, there is a figure that Ajeng is looking for.

Brak!

Hey, Jeng!

Pyars!

Dewi tarik Ajeng away, before the bad shadow occurs, do not let Ajeng angry and the restaurant glass was broken.

He sat in front of the other store, Ajeng's brown face turned brownish red, like for taste, more or less so.

"Jeng"

"Sir Goddess is calm, I am not angry, I am strong, I am strong, I am yak-e-yak-e!" one hand clenched and he held high. "In addition to the demit, there are more out of the buwajingan indeed, ahahahah, you think Ajeng will roll-crying all kinds of onions, will not, tomorrow!" he stood up, the Goddess stood up. "Tomorrow, there's no such thing as a nice shirt, put on a cockfighting suit, and disperse!"

"Jeng!" run after Ajeng. "Duh, mas Hikam kok do not know that Ganjar already have a beautiful backup anyway!"

Damaged the state order if like this, the shadow of the Goddess is no longer out of order, it could be Ajeng wearing clothes that have become the former glory of the chicken coop, he said, dropping his own self-esteem just to drop the self-esteem of others as well.

"Jeng, wait for me, Jeng!" komat-kami Dewi, hope the event can run peacefully.

***

Hikam wanted to strangle Ganjar actually, but repeatedly Dewi reminded him not to act rashly which was clearly far from Ajeng's expectations.

Not a kennel shirt, but ordinary clothes that are quite good and appropriate, even food offerings for the Ganjar family were given, all seemed to run smoothly until before the installation of the ring, Ajeng pulled his hand.

"Why, Jeng?" Ganjar.

Ajeng grinned, "I can't be your affair eh, Mas."

"Discrimination?" reiterate Confused Ganjar.

"Don't pretend not to know or amnesia, or maybe want to admit if it's a cousin or what, Ajeng's eyes are still clear not minus or cylindrical, cataracts are not, yes, so yesterday it was clear Mas Ganjar kissed whose hand, when it was a young mother, hem?" he recalled the scene in the glassy restaurant.

Die up!

"Le, Njar, who are you?" his mother went straight ahead, ate a lot, it was embarrassing. "Who does Ajeng mean?"

"So, gini loh bu prospective in-laws, yesterday I saw Mas Ganjar bring a family logo car in the shop-houses, eat same girl, huummm nuempel like a stamp, glue alteko gitu, Bu ... kiss hands, wipe cheeks, yes the same time cousin or sister so, if the same parents would have kissed hands, but is not the mother the girl, does it have a mother of two?"

Jleb, Ganjar's father was hit by a deadly attack, not knowing anything could be mistaken for cheating on him later.

"Njar, tell me who!" urged mother.

"Introduction, Mom!" he covered his face, afraid of being slapped in public.

"Yes oampuuuunnnnn, you are shy, bring us here good intentions, have eaten a lot, drink three times, bring our parcels just rolls, it turns out you, huh? Therefore, do not want any preparation, yes?!"

"So, she's prettier than Ajeng, Mom!"

Bugs!

Already, Hikam could not hold his anger, Dewi painstakingly blocked her husband's bluff, it could be crowded if continued, it is better to just end this meeting.

Bude Lastri approached, whispering, "Jeng, mbok ya you tuh say, gini your salary is up to give them a meal, right if you say, can I make a clear vegetable, just, refill water with sugar salt, clear!"

"Tri!" bu Tiwi pull the stove ear off this one.

After finishing cleaning all the leftovers and dirty dishes, Ajeng looks outside carrying one rooster that is usually pitted, which he said later to be slaughtered when the Hajj Lebaran.

The national cockfighting uniform she wore again, her hair she rolled and slid on her red hat

"Jeng, where are you going?" bu Tiwi almost fell to see her foster child.

"Ajeng wanted her husband bu Desi, go yes!" cockfighting means, he's back there.

Hikam endak followed, but Dewi halangi, who knows it to be the way Ajeng receives today, rather than him sipping medicine or poison, better cockfighting, bring home money.

They all fell silent in the living room of the parlour, looking at the pineapple jam rolls that the Ganjar family had brought, the inn was not intent at all.

Brums, brums,

Tap, tap, tap ....

Everyone turned their heads, the sound of a very loud car, almost hitting the side door.

Bude Lastri ran to the bottom twice, "An-anu Bu Tiwi, anu, that, anu, anu, anu-anu"

"What you, who?" all answered in unison.

"Anu, Ajeng's daughter!"

Anya Ajeng?

Hikam suddenly stood up, his eyes widened, there was a black-clothed oppa-oppa standing in the doorway.

"Where to go, Mrs Tiwi?" tanyakanya.

Audzubillahiminatsyaithonnirrojiim... Bu Tiwi, Goddess, Bude Lastri.