Brother Bagas

Part. 4

"It can't be ! He is old !"

I narrowed my eyes while looking at Ciko's eyes intensely. "Lo jealous ?"

"Son !" Ciko.

"Keep why, kalo kak Bagas like me the same ?" ask me again to clarify.

"Yes.gue ,gue is just afraid you don't like Bagas and even uncomfortable, that is. "

"Who said, you don't like it ?" Ciko looked surprised at my words just now and she immediately moved to the seat next to me.

Ciko pressed the back of her hand against my forehead and said, "Kila...lo is sick ?"

I put Ciko's hand down. "Gue healthy, kok. Why ?"

"Lo really likes om-om ?"

"Hehh ! Lo mouth! It's delicious, by the way it's !"

"Well.fact times ,La. "

"Sir Bagas is young. People like Izam, kok. In fact, yes, he said Bagas' brother was actually only a difference of two years, the same me. "

"Well, kok, can I ?"

"Yes, he skipped class so his pinter." Ciko's face looked in disbelief. But it is true that way, he is! Bagas himself told me all that. Sometimes, Bagas even told me to call his name. I still don't feel good.

"But Kila, you can't like it, to him!"

"Why, huh? "

"Yes.later if you become, then there are no friends anymore !"

"And I won't forget in lo 'Ciko. "

"Thou,ah...Ciko snambles ! Mending to buy ciki ! Males, same Kila !" How, yes, how to describe Ciko's current expression ? It's funny, I swear ! The ciko...Ciko. Just say he's looking for an excuse so I can let him eat ciki. Since then, in the last two months, Ciko has never consumed the name 'ciki' in school. I don't know if at home if - if he is desperate to eat ciki even though it has been banned.

Ciko carried out her speech just now, and returned to the seat with two medium-sized bags of crackles.

I looked up in shock and said '" Ciko, 'lo crazy ?! "

"Engga ! It's for his replacement because lo ngeselin !"

I took those two chips out of Ciko's hands. "Son.gak...gue will not let you eat all this !"

"But, Kila.gue already abis-in my pocket money for two days to buy it all...."

"No matter ! Who told you not to be healthy?!" Ciko gave up and bowed lethargic. Never mind.always this is made a weapon. Don't you know, I feel sorry if Ciko has started so ?

"Okay, fine ! You can eat ciki." Ciko smiled triumphantly. "But the condition is, here's the ciki I put in my locker, and I'll give you one day for you," I continued.

"Well, just one time ?" Ciko looked at me as if in disbelief.

"What ? Wanna argue ? Ok ,bby,kok. But don't expect my ciki to turn around, do you ?"

"OK-okay..one per day ,loh, yes ?"

"Hmm."

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"Kila..have you slept ?" call brother Izam from behind my door. I was working on a practice problem at my study table, now walking towards the door.

"Why, Brother ?"

"That's.you're looking for Bagas." Huh ? Brother Bagas ? Am I dreaming ?

"Don't know, he said he wanted to see it." I nodded while ooh ria.

I closed the door to my room, and followed Izam from behind. If in the novels the house of the main character level and luxury, the other is with me who has this simple house with ancient accents. Yes ! My house is old-fashioned ! But I'm confused by Queensa's sister who is very happy to be here. He said the house was very comfortable and quiet.

When I got to the living room, there really was Bagas' brother.

"Sister ?" call me. Brother Izam has already returned to his room to continue working on the task.

"Let's go, here" she asked me to sit next to her. We were not too far away, which made me clearly see something strange on the face of Bagas. One word that comes to my mind right now. Bruising. Must have been a fight !

"Sir Bagas muka why ?"

"Oh, here ? It was finished by one same temen fitting in the club. "

"Sister Bagas is still drunk ?" Why ? Surprised I know it ? I hope not ! This bad habit of Bagas has been known for a long time. Kak Bagas who likes to go out and go to the club, kak Bagas who often race wild, kak Bagas who do not like to be restrained, kak Bagas who love the bawuran world, and brother Bagas who hate his parents.

"Little doang, kok, La."

"But the same, brother ! Same - same drunk. Kak tau, gak , if brother kayak it continues, can destroy the body of brother. " Bagas even laughed at my words just now. Is it funny ? I'm serious, this is ! I seriously do not like Bagas' brother who continues to wrestle with the night world.

"Great chatter, La. Obatin,dong, it hurts..," said Bagas memelas.

I took the usual medicine box placed in the cupboard under the TV.

"Eat him.don't try to be a hotshot !" I said as I attached the cotton I had lashed betadine to the right cheek of Brother Bagas.

"Aw..pelan-gelan ! "

"Ih..weak ! I think I'm really really kind of pretentious to be in a fight like that. "

"duh...Kilk. Not really, his hobatin ?" I stopped for a moment to treat Bagas and stared at him.

"Sir Bagas, would you give me one command, wouldn't you ?"

"What the hell is it that Kila doesn't do ?"

"Kak Bagas stop, to the club every mallem. Stop following the brawl is not clear. Stop joining a gang that can only damage Bagas. And stop hating your parents" I said seriously this time.

Bagas seemed to take a deep breath and looked back at me. " Okay, I took all your words, Kila. But sorry, for your last request I haven't been able to. "

"Yes, Brother, please understand. But that doesn't mean no effort at all, you know, huh ?"

"Bantuin...."

"Yes, Kila ajarin. Now Mending Bagas went home and slept. Rest ,Sir. I know, you must be tired. "

"Males came home to me. "

"Yaudah,nginep here, Gas. " It was the voice of Izam's brother who suddenly came out of his room.

"Who, uh, do I want to do it again?"

"Whoever, who !" Izam chuckled in response to Bagas's reply.

"Kila, continue it. who ngobatin," whined Mr. Bagas to me.

"Manja is just like me. Why don't you ask me to do something ?"

"Males ! Sama lo ntar even added to the pain. "

I finished treating Brother Bagas, and I went to my room.

"Crazy !" call brother Bagas. And I turned around.

"That's.cemenin to the kitchen, dong." What's?! There is - there is, Brother Bagas. I'm sure, he's not bad getting in and out of my kitchen. It's just that Bagas' brother is indeed a coward. His style is bold ! The original mental porridge !