Children Vs Syndicate
In tail people.
Tonight his mother and father seemed to have been able to enjoy sleeping soundly.Different far when compared with the nights passed for months.Please notice the faces of his parents who were sleeping soundly.The walls have shown a punch twenty-three more.
Before his father fell ill, when off school he always asked to be delivered to Grandpa's house in Banjar Ciamis. There he played with his peers, playing to the coconut plantation owned by grandfather.Bila tired from running around in the coconut plantation, he said, he asked the young coconut to mang Job his grandfather's worker who was in charge of maintaining the coconut garden.Sadly his heart missed Grandpa and his grandmother far away.Seeing his father long sick, his father,his mother always wakes up in the middle of the night making cakes to trade in the morning and he trades newspapers, and tears Baim.
Baim prayed to God, grateful to have Toing friends, Dono, Murno like his own family members.Friends with each other help, help each other,remind each other if there is a mistake it feels like having a priceless treasure.He asked God that his friendship remains intact until adulthood.
His mother woke up.Seeing Baim was praying how happy the mother was.But because there is a rule implanted at nine o'clock the child must have slept then the mother reprimanded with great affection.
" You haven't slept, why ? ", asked her mother.He saw both of Baim's eyes were puffy." You've been crying ? ".
" Akh is not, Bu" said Baim, forced to lie because he did not want to be a burden on his mother's mind.
His mother was very pragmatic about a health.Not good a lack of sleep.It will be very disturbing study time at school. Lack of sleep can cause drowsiness at school, can not focus on following the lesson to get a reprimand teacher who gave the lesson.Because of that his mother asked Baim to sleep immediately."Tomorrow you go to school, get some sleep. I don't want to hear you fall asleep in school while studying ".
" Oh yeah--I forgot Mom ! ", soon, Baim exclaimed.So soon he half ran towards his room. The invitation letter from the school still in the bag has not been given to his mother.
His mother thought Baim ran to his room to sleep.His heart was happy to see Baim still what the parents said.But a few minutes later he saw Baim from inside his room to the outside carrying an invitation letter from the School.
" Tomorrow I start school holidays, Bu . This there was an invitation to the parents of the student from the school ", Baim gave a letter from that school to his mother.
After receiving and reading the letter, his mother's wishes did not change, asking Baim to go to sleep quickly.
" Yaaahhhh Mother.
Baim's mother went to the kitchen to make cakes.Tomorrow he had to leave cakes in stalls that were even further away.He wanted the business of selling the cake to be a big business, he said,like his ideals in the past at the School of Vocational Upper Family (SKKA).
Before dawn time arrived, Kang Maruli was busy holding his wares.Some of his men such as Dono, Baim, Toing, traveling newspaper traders have been seen present.After serving the request of the children Kang Maruli spoke to Toing :" You said Murno would take the newspaper to me, where did he not come ? ".
" He said he was starting tomorrow, Kang." Toing said.
" Later you tell Murno, you want to take merchandise from Maruli kang please, the condition is not to have arrears in the old agent" said kang Maruli.
" Yes Kang, later in the afternoon I said to Murno ", said Toing.
Then kang Maruli said again." Usually pick up the newspaper at which agent ? ".
" He said in the Manurung newspaper agent" Toing said.
Then kang Maruli Spontan made a soft condition.If Murno still had arrears in the Manurung newspaper agent he would lend money to pay off the arrears.Although it was for Murno, Toing, Dono and Baim to be happy to hear it.
Toing, Baim, Dono and some of Maruli's kang men began to spread around peddling newspapers, in crowded places, in city buses, at Leuwipanjang bus terminals, train stations and at post offices.
After selling the newspaper, as usual Toing, Dono and Baim gather in the square to then go to the house of the kang Maruli in Cikutra, depositor money newspaper.
" Today you want to save money to me how much, Dono?", Baim began to work smoothly as treasurer.
" Rp 15,000,- ", Dono said, then handed the money to Baim.
" I Rp 20,000,- ", sahut Toing, counting pennies, there are thousands, two thousands.Some time it handed over to Baim.
This note is called journal T , all who deposit money are recorded one by one on the left, if there is money used is recorded on the right.
Toing frowned looking at the journal T, while looking at Baim's face with a feeling of admiration." Is that an accounting lesson ? Baim can already be accutanti ? If you say he can't actually use it yet ? ". after that, Toing curiously asked." Where do you understand journal T ? ".
" My mother who studied ", replied Baim proudly, he said, his mother and father used to go to college to take the faculty of economics.
From Cikutra they went to Cicadas, near St. Joseph's Hospital, Murno's house.But Murno was not there, said his father Murno was in Buahbatu at his mother's house.Fortunately, Murno, Dono already knew the place of Murno in the stone.With a carefree heart they followed Murno.
While waiting for the Leuwipanjang department through the stone, Dono saw a man in perlente clothes watching, the man briefly noticed Toing, while watching Baim, when he saw the man glaring.
" Toing, you look to the right ", whispered Dono while poking at Toing's arm." That guy was watching us ".
Toing glanced to the right, he felt he had seen the face of the person.Try to remember but did not meet.Eye gaze of the person showed a sense of discomfort.
" Be careful, but show it as if we don't see him", Toing whispered back.
Baim punched Toing and Dono's arms at the sight of the two friends whispering."You guys talk to me, yes ", exclaimed Baim.Seeing Toing and Dono wink as code then Baim did not continue to talk.He looked around. His heart was shocked that someone was watching, that person seemed to be holding an old grudge.
Now how is it going ? Ask Baim and Dono to Toing.
Keep pretending not to see him.Road towards Philip's company while being vigilant.If that person continues to follow us later into the police post.
The three children walked while exchanging opinions, but their hearts became equally afraid.With a distance of tens of meters the person was trailing.
" You know where he started following us" Toing asked.
Dono and Baim did not reply as both were busy thinking how to trick the person.
He patted Dono and Baim's shoulders hard." You are asked to be quiet ! ".
Dono and Baim complained, both stopped.Toing saw the person who was following him also stopped while looking at a street, his hands waving calling to two people who were on the other side of the road.
Toing memorized the face of one of the people on the street, the face of the pickpocket whose action on the city bus was foiled in the square by Murno a few days ago.
Now that Toing had to think of finding a way, he was afraid that if the person united would take his revenge.Then he quickly pulled Dono's arm and Baim continued his journey.
Two men from the other side of the road came to his friend who called.They briefly consulted.So that the man who followed pointed towards Toing, Baim and Dono.They looked angry, half-running they followed the children.
There was a police post, Toing took Dono and Baim into the post.Three police officers who were on duty at the post saw the faces of Toing, Baim and Dono as if they were frightened. The children were asked one by one.
The three people who followed him seemed to swallow disappointment to see the children talking to the police...
Toing decided to turn around, so as not to meet the people earlier.By pretending to change themselves as children were lost Toing asked where the direction to Cicaheum.
Oh alaaah, if you want to go to Cicaheum you have to come back again.Just pick from here, said the police officer kindly to Toing, Baim and Dono.
