DERRIS

THE MOUSE SUNGKEM

“Mas..” Derris looked at Mr. Muji's face.

“Udah, it's okay Sir. Just a month.” Smiling knot.

“But Mas Derris where to go, after returning from England?”

Let alone the house, the vehicle Derris no longer have. Only with interest on monthly deposits only he survived. If living in Kampung, his soul is difficult to develop his hobby. But if you live in a big city, who wants to take care of it? While his father is still in New York, never to return. Her busy mother Tour her new album, also promo to various countries.

“That I should worry about is my Father's daughter. Tomorrow he will test CPNS right,” Pak Muji just ngeh about the ideals of Ari Ayu.

“But Mas Derris since childhood has been taken care of, like black soybeans (Malika).”

Mr. Muji's efforts to convince Derris, ended in vain. Because Derris doesn't seem to have given an answer yet. Mr. Muji's heart, still dergajak Derris stay in his village until his parents return to Indonesia. However, while living in the village. There are many adaptations that make Derris' life difficult.

“Derr, I'm going to Bangkok tomorrow. Can you persuade Mr Muji to stay here?” Lucas nongol suddenly.

“Yah just ask the same doi directly.” Squeeze his forehead.

“It looks like it can mas, my son wants to take the CPNS exam selection test here. But the problem is not ngrepotin?”

Oh yes forgot, if Sri Ayu is the appearance of a very male mother. Lucky to have a flat chest, so you can freely stay at Lucas' house.

“Yawdah Sir, I want to continue my pilates gymnastics.”

His determination and intention to become a PNS is very strong. Every day if there is an opportunity to learn.

“Nduk, you are here nyamar so a man yes. You're the one who has a house that is a female penjajal, you don't want to be kayak mbak you so pregnant it.” Advising his son who is still a amniotic seal.

Luckily Sri Ayu understood and wanted to follow his father's advice. Now Mr. Muji can breathe a sigh of relief, his son wants to be invited to compromise.

The next day Derris and Lucas left for the airport. Mr. Muji and Sri Ayu stay at home. The habit of the mager Mr. Muji who is ingrained, even into the bone marrow. Still relaxing in the gazebo behind the shady house. While Sri Ayu who is not accustomed to urban noise. Choose to study at Lucas's house. In addition to being quiet and calm, the bell had already become a storage warehouse for items.

Ciiiiittt.... The sound of a mouse suddenly turned back. It was like being frightened to see a big, black figure in his territory.

“Ckckckckck,” Sri Ayu flinch with the expression of a hazy mouse looking at her figure.

Well already know how nervous it is the mouse see the figure of Sri Ayu on the bell. Since that incident, Sri Ayu helped her father clean the bell. To be more worthy of human habitation. And put a mattress mattress, to fall when tired of thinking. Because all the rooms in Lucas' house were air-conditioned. Sometimes Sri Ayu gets cold and gets in the wind. Last time he slept at the security guard post, while the title mat. Sri Ayu's relationship with City life seems to be less harmonious. Last time he opened the refrigerator door until it broke the handle. And his palms were on fire, saar accidentally helped his father cook. Yes naturally, in the cooking village use a firewood furnace. Most elite kerosene stoves. It must be with his mother's permission when urgent. Usually used during the rainy season, when it is difficult to obtain firewood. On condition that only fried eggs as side dishes. The rest will cook corn rice in many parties, rather once cooked for a day. Very amazing, right?