Bojomu My spirit

Unrecognized

"Loh, Madam Dewi, who suddenly loves her, Ajeng wants this job, how?"

"Ahahahah, it's okay, Jeng. Kan, I was just saying, you can go home anytime, the important thing is that I ready ya, awaited you later!"

Ajeng nodded, usually he got clothes from the Goddess, either for himself or the orphanage that if enough, the family of the Hikam was indeed worthy of his example, whatever is there every month is always shared.

Crings, bicycle crates greet pentol sellers who are calculating the stock of sales, already like a peer, greet at will and be replied at will, just pull the titot reply Ajeng bike.

The village office today smells different, smells of money, is on payday and Ajeng just takes it to the financial section.

"Eh, what's wrong with rame?" muttered Ajeng, he locked the wheel of his bicycle, then walked quickly towards the left aisle.

The sea of humans there, like there is a share of only, Ajeng split one by one, tiptoe to see who is being surrounded.

Nah,

"What is this, Mas Hikam?"

"Eh, Jeng. This is for you, happy fasting tomorrow!"

He jumped in shock, "Well, tomorrow's fasting?" this means that later tonight the cockfighting door is closed and he must queue for tarawih prayers at the end of the village mosque. "What is it, Mas Hikam?"

"Yes, I've been told the Goddess made it home, right? Later, there is a new face for you as the orphanage, do not forget to take it!"

"Waaalaaaahh, windfall emang, jaudah later Ajeng take, Mas Hikam!" he hugged the fasting portion that Hikam shared, quite a bit of bread and others. "I don't know what month, the sudden fast, I'm just as busy as a chicken, my goodness!"

Ajeng turn on his computer, it is true that later tonight he began tarawih and tomorrow fasting, in his drawer is ready mouthwash so that the consultation does not faint, plus there is a supply of eucalyptus oil, and, if dizzy stay oles-oles, the equipment that should not be forgotten again is water in the basin, make wash your eyes if sleepy.

Disease if the fasting is sleepy, his eyes must be sticky.

"Jeng, don't you know that tomorrow's fast?"

"Well, did you share this, did you get it?" reply Ajeng.

"Dapet, where do you want bukber anyway?"

"Well, haven't started fasting yet, have you discussed opening together, are you fasting tomorrow?" Ajeng gebrak his desk.

"Ahahahahahah, it's just a plan, exciting bukber times, Jeng!"

"Yes I know that exciting, all this time I was bukber in the orphanage, where there was bukber in the room. But, you are the logical one, tarawih aja not yet, I already want a bukber plan, not to mention if noon goes into a frilly stall, looks feet, yes bukber time afternoon!"

"Hahahahahahah, yoi, Jeng!"

"Hmm, that's what you are!" reply Ajeng then, he sat back down again, starting to work excitedly.

In the middle of the day he remembered Arya's promise, the man wanted to take care of the renovation of his room from the day after tomorrow, fasting conditions, Ajeng contact the man, send a message just make sure Arya online.

Demit's locked up, isn't he?

Long time no reply, Ajeng sure demitnya it must be busy working in the business office of Mr. Darma, two days did not meet make it dag-dig-dug, dag-dug, he didn't even know the outcome of Arya and Hikam's chat yesterday, I don't know what they were talking about until it just became a men's affair.

"Eh, he called!" Ajeng immediately shifted the green image. "Hello, Mas Arya, "he said.

"Well?"

"That's a lot to ask about the room, you start the day after tomorrow, it's fasting, you don't retreat after Lebaran, another month, Mas Arya. Kan, you're the same as the exchange guy, you have to fast, don't be-"

"Yes, I know, this is also a job, tomorrow is not too bad!" cut off Arya, she's driving, going to another relationship.

"Yaudah, it's closed."

"Well where?"

Tut, uh,

Ajeng peeked at the flat screen, immediately turned off by Arya, but the question has not been answered.

Who dear? Which other guy is his name, darling? He said it changed, still playing the song, nyebelin!

Earlier, he had changed the name of Arya's contact with a good name, this time he changed it again to Demit Laknat, let it be, if he was repeatedly said to change, this time, but in fact still playing the biduan.

"Behold if you meet the same name darling, how do you try again?!" gerutu Ajeng, his service was disrupted because of this.

Both of his legs were stomping on the floor, if he could just step on the mouth of the demon right now, by the way there was never a point.

Meanwhile, Arya there glanced lazily at the phone that she just turned off, hoping to get the word affection from Ajeng, instead mistaken for a biduan again, sebal airs.

***

Ajeng tote his skirt, ready to turn the bicycle wheel to the big mosque at the end of this village, new face from the Goddess directly he wears, his hair tied high and he closes with pasmina which is originally tied only, just tied up, old times.

"Jeng, be left!" bude Lastri finally hitchhiked to one of the orphanage children who carried a large ontel bike.

Hikam and family also departed, foursome bonds and became the attention of the people of one village, the harmonious family of today.

Tin, tin ....

"Bak Ajeeeeeeng!" greet the children of Hikam.

Waving her hand, "Yet you're there!"

Arriving at the big mosque, Ajeng dropped his skirt, he decked a small bag of mucenah and a bottle of drinking water, he could one night here while learning naji, he said, cockfighting is still learning njai, so Ajeng thought.

Plastered, plastered,

"Well, my flip-flops are off!" lifted can not, pulled any that there is getting damaged. "Yaudah, nyeker is fine, wash your feet!"

But, without Ajeng knowing, there was one pair of sandals thrown in front of him, black flip-flops there is a crocodile logo, it can be seen if it is expensive.

Raise her face, "Mas Arya, aren't you locked up?!"

"Ck, you think I'm a demon, put on sandals, throw that one!"

"Well, don't throw it away, it can be stitched!"

"Dispose, not worth it. Pake those slippers, I got two, twin!" arya.

Aryan lyrics teach, "Walah, the same as us, ahahahahah, really this is given to Ajeng, Mas Arya?"

Arya nodded, Ajeng is older than him, but it is worth calling him, Mas.

Plaque!

"Heloo, Ajejeng!" greet the two men behind Arya, a foreign face that made Ajeng blink quickly.

He pointed at the two, "Ajejeng?"

"Yes, you're called Ajejeng, my girlfriend's friend, right?" reply Rian, it happens to be a holiday, he went to Arya.

"Oohh, Mas Arya's friend, but my name isn't Ajejeng, Ajeng, Mas!" errat Ajeng. "Not her boyfriend, Mas Arya!"

Rian and Juna look at each other, Arya is not recognized by his Ajejeng.