Bojomu My spirit

Immediate Impatient

Arya pat Ajeng's right shoulder, he pointed at the fried sausage merchant who was near the village entrance post.

"You want this snack, but Ajeng does not bring money, just bring canned money earlier, Mas Arya!" afraid of being told to pay for people's children.

"Gue bring the money, nih!" Arya showed me some money in her pocket. "Kang, each macem two-two, pack for two!"

Kang sausage nodded, a variety of frozen snacks fried and given spicy sauce, Ajeng windfall at night, can snack without thinking chicken feed is exhausted.

He sat next to Arya, the village post has been built well, there is a terrace, good enough for street vendors who roving around can rest.

"What kid is home, Kang?"

"There's two, Mas. Must have been waiting for this kenoa haven't been coming home, ehehe."

"Well, why, should it run out?" reply Arya.

"No, Mas. Just that, there should have been more than fifteen thousand, uh the tires leaked, so it must be spent so that it can take home the whole fifteen," explained kang sausage.

Ajeng sculpting, know as soon as tomorrow he brought more money, who knows if anyone needs. But, next to this demit just without counting the money in the other pocket, he just gave it while raising cigarette smoke.

"Is this really, Mom?"

Arya nodded, "I'm grateful for girls!"

Hush!

Ajeng snorted, he pinched Arya's arm until he complained of pain, could-can he make a reason that is not true at all, he did not accept Arya, still doubt Arya will glance at the biduan again.

The priority of his gaze was still on Hikam, he had not heard Hikam agree on Arya either, he was sure Hikam remained annoyed at Arya like that time until the beatings.

Two packs of various sausages and spicy sauce finally filling the stomach of both, live looking for a drink around here which is in fact far away, the main goal is more in the house of Arya than the home of Ajeng, the, inevitably Ajeng quenched his thirst at Arya's house, in front of Juna and Rian who were increasingly made to look at Arya's attention to Ajeng.

"Gue dare to swear that Ajejeng is still a virgin, there is no way that the goalkeeper can submit if Ajejeng is already like a toll road!" rian said softly.

Juna agreed, "I've never seen him until he wants to see everything, boro-boro wants to njai, enter the mosque just his legs tingling!"

"Ahahahahah, let's go!" Rian pat Juna on the shoulder, they chuckle together.

Highlight Arya's eyes looked different from usual, seeing Ajeng who was so barren, in fact in the eyes of Arya, Ajeng like a royal member whose path was slow, everything Ajeng did always caught his attention.

"Udah, I'm not thirsty anymore, full also with sausage earlier, makasi ya... I go home now, greetings to you, Mr. Ratih and Mr. Darma, keep it for your two friends!"

"Display with them, don't use them!"

Arya held the bonds, she sat back down, looked at Ajeng for quite a long time with eyes that I don't know, only Arya knows, Ajeng felt his heart could not be conditioned.

"Gue wants to marry you" he said.

Ajeng took off his bike, fortunately there was Arya who sat down, so did not fall with the face and the drinking bottle.

"Gue seriously, can we get married before Lebaran?" arya.

"Loh, hold on to this, Mas Arya. How do you talk about marriage, you want to marry Ajeng, but .. but, Ajeng did not ask you to do it!"

Heuh, dor, dor, dor, duar!

Arya stood up, she scooped her face, turned around and left Ajeng, her hands and feet kicking in the air, whatever was in front of her.

***

The three-person round table, there is Ajeng, Missi and Hikam, of course these three people are discussing the problems that Ajeng faced with Arya last night, even though fasting, they still have to be professional.

Ms. Desi thought hard, translating what Arya said to Ajeng, while Hikam was more on agreeing or not, after this she had to open up who she really was to Ajeng, just drove to his position as a guardian, whether Ajeng married Arya or anyone.

"The bell uses this and that, learning this and that, it closes the ears to the same babbling people, whatever it is, all because Ajeng wants to get a husband like Mas Hikam, Mas Hikam, soin Mas Hikam is the spirit of Ajeng, if there was no Mas Hikam at that time, Ajeng would not stand tall, famous in cockfighting, dare to go here and there, Ajeng will not stand tall, Ajeng people who are insecure everywhere, embarrassed, do not feel pantes, do not have self-esteem, Ajeng so how was the time when Arya said so, Mas Hikam, Miss Desi!" revealed.

Yes, Hikam knows that, looking for Ajeng is not an easy thing, he moved from one village to another, until he found his name Serena Ajeng Puspita.

Mature brown girl whose job is just around the parlors and rivers, no one wants to be friends with Ajeng, see Ajeng as the first disgrace in this village, the orphanage does not exist yet, the, the presence of Ajeng was initially rejected by residents, but Ms. Tiwi tried hard to protect the baby Ajeng at that time.

His little heart still harbored fear until Hikam came to offer kindness, gave a decent position, became a point of Ajeng sympathy, slowly he began to rise, close his ears, close his ears, since then the view of Ajeng is only Hikam and Hikam, he wants to have a husband like Hikam, so that no one has the same fate as him, being a couple who likes to share and not demean others.

"Mas Hikam want me to try him?" Ajeng pout. "Kan, Mas Hikam at that time did not like him, if he played the same song again?"

"Ajeng will know how so that Arya does not play anymore, all this time, there is no consul bureau, no one can handle Arya, then you until she asks for forgiveness. Like me, you can be Arya's motivator," explained Hikam, he believes in Ajeng and all the abilities of this girl.

Ajeng turned to Desi's mother, "If Miss Desi, don't you have any other advice?"

"Gini loh, I was adhering to the word old man, indirectly Arya was looking at you semalem, rejecting the first proposal that can make you a spinster, Jeng!" mama Desi.

"Listen, Miss Desi. This teaching until 30 years old, do not refuse anyone yes marriage, still be a spinster!"

Uh, uh, uh, ma'am Desi pats her chest, Hikam gulps up to the pot of water.