DERRIS

19. SRI AYU THE INTROVERT

***FOOD TOGETHER,

“Sorry, Derris, for the incident. Sri Ayu is indeed a quiet child, she is our youngest child. But more similar to lakian hehehehe.”

Ms. Sri Kantil tried to improve the mood of Derris who wanted to be dislodged. How not to be dislodged, the strange appearance of the youngest son of Mr. Muji was out of the ordinary.

“Already, already not discussed continue. Later food will be cold.”

Eating together in the family of Mr. Muji accustomed to leasinghan, not comfortable eating by sitting let alone using cutlery. Not really the point for the family of this eccentric Mr. Muji. Only Derris eats with a table and a dining chair. Well like lackeys and employers, their positions. Where's Derris majika, and Mr. Muji's family is his lackey hahaha. The name is habit, can not immediately change it.

“By the way Sri Ayu has brought food supplies yet?”

“Already sir, I prepared rice and lalapan petenya.Diantar same Sri Ajeng earlier.” Sri Dewi answered the first child of Pak Muji.

“So you also bring makeup tools when raiding in the Derris mas room?”

“Eh anu sir, I think gini right. Satan needs to groom, so don't be so cool hehehe.” Celeoteh Sri Dewi who works at the Salon.

“There-There alone, satan kok dandan. That dancing demon that bullies men!” Bu Sri Kantil started a fierce war with Mr. Muji.

“Uhukkkkk..uhuukkk akhmmmm,” Pak Muji was jostled by the spines of the cob.

Assisted by his daughter Sri Dewi, so that the thorn that stuck in his father's esophagus can actually walk. Sri Kantil's eyes were cynical, with her husband. Though it was better, his name was also embers of jealous fire. It can recede but it will never go out.

Gluukkk, gluukkk, gluckk “ah sedap,” Derris chugging out coffee in a teapot.

“Mas Derris, the coffee makes melek loh!” said Mr. Muji who late warned his employer.

Jreng... Right said Mr. Muji. Now that Derris is awake until morning, he can't sleep. He was up all night without feeling sleepy. At Ten in the morning, Sri Kantil's mom made a village-style snack. Namely cake klepon, colorful to be beautiful and attract the look of the cake wet, chewy and legit when bitten. Especially if wet inside, ummmmmm delicious kayak ampe break up relationship gebetan huahahahaha.

“Mas Derris, this is mom making cake. Eaten yes while still beautiful shape. I'm gonna grab an egg in a chicken coop, derris hello mas?” Ms Sri Kantil patted the collapsed shoulder of Derris.

Derris eventually falls asleep on the living room couch, due to Derris' high body. Obviously Mr. Muji and the tough Sri Ayu who carried the macho body of the city boy to the room.

“Duh, ngrepotin aja derris this. Good thing handsome, if tongos already I was justin aja sleeping post ronda.” Mr. Muji wiped his sweat.

Again Sri Ayu who was back from the chicken coop was lifting heavy loads. This time he touched another man's body, his hands trembling. In the bathroom Sri Ayu imagined the slumping of Derris towels. And this morning it's shaping Derris' body directly. He turned out to be daydreaming, until Mr. Muji who was going to the cattle farm was pounding on the bathroom door.

Brakk... Brakk... Brakk Sri Ayu quickly out, what is the father of this bulldozer his bathroom!!” if you've been shitting. Mr. Muji likes his bars.

Because it makes a noise, finally Sri Kantil's mother reaches her husband's ear.

“Download him in the catfish pool alone, already know there is derris sleeping noisy like a demo person!!” pull the earlobe of Mr. Muji while walking.