BOMA GENDENK'S

1 LOVE INTEREST (GG PROJECT)

THE REAR TYRE of the red Honda Tiger was pounding hard as soon as the stepped brake stopped the motor in front of the house at the end of the alley. A tall, cheeky guy without a helmet, with a shirt on his chest inscribed Hard Rock Cafe - New York rubbed his hair twice, then open the bright blue glass glasses that hang over his crooked nose.

Without glasses now appear two large eyes turn in the shade of a pair of thick eyebrows like clurit. It is not wrong that his friends gave him an additional name making him known by the name Ronny Celepuk. Ronny jolted the motor gas twice in a row to cause a noise blaring at the end of the alley.

A neighboring grandfather who was again sleepy under a tree while engrossed in enjoying his butut shell gasped in shock. His high blood immediately crumpled. He got up, stuck his head in the fence, put his glasses down.

"Some wonder... Die again. The big-eyed man!" said the grandfather with a bent peot look. "Dam! ****** live! Don't be noisy in people's villages! Once again you genjot it gas, I'm guzzling your dew-dew urine!"

The guy on the motor is grinning. While two hands were held together and placed on top of his head he said "Sorry Be, not intentionally!" He quickly turned the ignition key, shutting off the motor. Then his turning eyes looked at the gate of the house in front of him. There stood a young boy, wearing a rickshaw jeans whose right knee was torn and a red shirt whose right left hand was cut out.

"Bombs! Fuck you! So people really are late!"

Boma, the child who stood at the gate just calmly rubbed his hair flat (cool crew cut language). Then saying. "Ron, get off the bike first. New nag!"

"Damn you!" Get off the bike Ronny approached Boma. "From morning you are waiting. I don't know if he's still hanging out at home! Really crazy!"

"Crazy, is it really crazy?!" boma said while smiling.

"Bombs, business doesn't matter if you don't come. The arrangement of events, equipment friends who want to perform. Everything can't be arranged..."

"Kok I'm wrong! I used to say I did not want to join the farewell committee. He said everything was on Pinter. Why wait for me, Boma Geblek."

In Boma Tri Sumitro school is indeed a smart child. It ranks 39th out of 41 students. His lazy attitude and careless urgency make him called Boma Geblek by his friends. But when it comes to taking care of activities or class events, he is the most sought after. Because if Boma handles everything must be in order. In addition, his style is good in hanging out, likes humor, patience and loyal friends, making Boma liked by school friends. Then there is one more added value that Boma has. Her face is cute fresh baby face and posture as high as 174 cm.

Ronny's turning eyes grew bigger. "Of course you're serious, Bom won't join the farewell committee. You're already confirmed to be the committee's chairman."

"Seriously dong! As a parting third grader, we're first graders who move up to second grade at a busy time!"

"Kok you said that. Strange as well! Anyway Bom, it's been the tradition of Nusantara Tiga High School since the horse bite!" ronny said anyway.

"Menyan, that was. Now the horse is wearing stockings. The one bitten is no longer a bite. But*st*si. So you have to talk since the horse bit e*st*si" said Boma.

Ronny laughed in detention. "It's up to you to tell me what the bomb is. It's become a tradition!" ronnie Celepuk said, annoyed.

"Tradition?!" Boma rubbed his hair back.

"Indeed, did the Roman biscuits adopt the tradition of all things? No la yauw!"

Ronny Celepuk doesn't know what to say anymore. Then from the pocket of blue jeans this child took out a pack of cigarettes. Seeing this Boma quickly said. " You don't macem-macem Ron. Dare to smoke here. I'm back inside..."

Ronny pouting. Put the cigarette back in the pants pocket while nagging. "Your old-fashioned chap! Smoking is anti!"

"Want to drink?" Boma.

"Alas, most of all water. The late Aqua, the most water jug!"

Boma laughs.

"Bombs, I think I know you don't want to be busy at the farewell committee..."

"Let's guess."

"The Ambassador's new girl!" ronnie Celepuk replied. "Yes, right?"

"You mean Dwita?"

"Who else? Is there two new children, there are two Ambassadors at SMA Nusantara Tiga?"

Boma laughs. Then with the fingertips of his right hand he pulled out his own nose. It's a habit Boma has never lost since he first watched a kung fu movie starring the late Bruce Lee. He was so interested in Bruce Lee's style that he loved to play live, especially at times of fighting. Since then Boma made this kung fu warrior as his idol.at that time he was still sitting on the bench of Junior High School. This style of nose menowel was initially just a follow-up imitating the style of Bruce Lee. Long ago it became a habit.

"Ajie dreadlocks! Is there any business with me Dwita? How's he getting stuck with her?"

"Someone said this. You have a heavy crush on that new girl. But Dwita is indifferent. Then a week ago Dwita came home together to ride in a car with Zaldi third-graders. When you left the yard, you were in the rearview mirror of Zaldi's car. You said heartbreak! Is that because of him?"

"Great story too. Who is Ron? You are alone, right?! Falling in love, first heartbreak?! Ajie bushyet!"

"Already, say it's true that you don't want to participate in the parting committee because of Dwita, right?"

"The cave is so big!"

"Yes, you've been the culprit of all the buzz. Forgot that many called you Boma Geblek?"

"Let's go! No loss in being called a geblek if I am a big one!" Boma laughed off.

"There's another version of the story Bom.." Ronny Celepuk suddenly said.

"Well! it's called a surprise..."

"You, you want to hear?" ask Ronny.

"Whatever, you want to tell me what it's up to."

"Bombs, there are friends who say you really want revenge with Trini. Trini always sold expensive. The cool term likes to harass you..."

"I don't feel insulted. Besides, if it's the same lips, I'm just happy la yauw!"

"O.. That's the story. Kayak telenovela aja," said Boma with a smile and nodding his head. " Oh, now we're talking about something else. The GG project I said the other day is definitely so..."

"Well, here's another bomb!" Not yet anything Ronny Celepuk has cut. " There's another friend who said. You are confused because you can not Dwita, not dapet Trini. Then create a GG Project. Maybe make the heart cranky and hot.

"Ajie bushyet!" boma said as he lowered his nose. "Let's say what cake! But Ron. This GG project is super secret. How do you say you've made it to know?"

"Ala, in Nusantara Tiga High School where there is a secret name?" ronnie Celepuk said, Then asked. "Who will come?"

" There must be six. I don't think I want to add anyone anymore. If most of them are usually on rese," replied Boma.

"Rio, Andi, Firman, Vino, and Gita. Six of me. Seven with you if you want to join."

"So you said Gita. The gita? Fat gita?" Ronny.

" Is there a Gita in the second grade?"

"The business can be bothered, Bomb!"

"The repot?" ask Boma.

"If anything happens to the child, who wants to carry? It weighs a hundred kilos more!" Ronny.

"Kok you know it weighs a hundred kilos more? Then you've never held him dong..."

"Ajie bushyet! Fell me, cing! Ane's the one who's ringsek!" ronnie said while grinning.

Boma put out a hand gesturing to his friend. "Let's go to the room. You saw my own preparation!"

Time headed to Boma's room on the upper level of the wooden stilt house, in the middle room Boma's father was engrossed in reading the newspaper. Just wearing a singlet and a scabbard. This man took down the newspaper he was reading. Behind the thick glasses plus 6 eyeballs turned to pay attention to who was with his child. Feeling at the sight of Ronny was not good. Quickly he nodded while greeting.

"Good morning Oom..."

Boma's father did not answer. Only his mouth moved a little then paled. As he climbed the stairs to the upper floor of the stilt house Ronny whispered. "You're getting more haunted by a bomb..."

Haven't finished his words accidentally Ronny's feet tripped. If not quickly he clenched the handle of the wooden stairs plus the help of Boma who blocked the shoulder of his t-shirt, it is not impossible that the child fell down. Upstairs, in Ronny's room looking around. He saw various mountain climbing gear filling the room. Ranging from ropes to jackets, ranging from sticks to backpacks. There is also a compass, medicine box and camping gear including a small gas stove.

"Great Bomb, UI child equipment just like not complete this..."

"You see this Ron," said Boma. He stepped onto the study table in the corner of the room. From inside the desk drawer, he took out a handy-talky.

"Hate's frequency is equated with the radio frequency at the surveillance post. So the question of safety is not to be doubted." Boma spoke proudly.

"If so, I'll sign up for Bom."

"Make you clean up. You're commander of the ration department and interpreter 8!"

"Damn it! The cooking I mixed with English salt let's take it all!"

When it came down, Boma's father was still sitting in his place reading. "Son Ronny?" Boma's father suddenly greeted as the boy flashed in front of him.

"I, Oom..."

"Definitely want to go on a hike to the GG Project."

Ronny Celepuk was a little surprised. His eyes that turned glanced at Boma. In his heart he said.

"kok, bokapnya the Boma know-how GG Project all? Well, it's really leaking." Ronny nodded his head at Boma's father and said. "For Om..." Ronny Celepuk was delighted. It turned out that Boma was friendly as well. But the pleasure was immediately gone once Boma's father connected his words.

"Boro-boro up the mountain, up the stairs just haven't been becus! Ha ha ha!"

Ronny Celepuk tried to smile despite a wry smile. Outside the boy said to his friend. "Bombs, your bokap is not just haunted. It's also antique!"

Suddenly there were people and voices in the back. "Do you think I'm the same as the antiques at Surabaya street flea market, huh?!"

Ronny Celepuk's blood shingles. Face's pale. His neck felt stiff as he looked back. Ronny knew his eyes were big. But just then he saw that Boma's father's two eyes were much larger and more crooked than his eyes, looking unblinkingly at him.

"Sorry Oom. L am.... I'm..." Ronny's confused. Boma just grinned. Riding on a motorcycle Ronny Celepuk forget that at the end of the alley there are neighbors who do not like the noise of the motorbike. Ronny twitching round the gas. One old peot-faced head, shackled glasses from behind the fence next door.

"Hoi bangkek lives! Want to get rid of urine!"

"Be, sorry, Be!" Ronny Celepuk immediately escaped the gas...

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