DRIBBLE

THE JOMBLO BOSS HAS A PLAN

Friday afternoon at around 16:00 pm, Mamah Karmila was watering plants in the front yard. His body is only wrapped in a tangtop and only wearing very mini jeans make his body look very sexy, showing his legs with smooth white skin typical Sundanese. Not a few pedestrians deliberately slow their steps when passing in front of the fence of the house. His eyes glared timidly glancing from behind the fissures of the iron bars of the fence.

It seemed that Karmila did not realize that she was an object of beautiful scenery for pedestrians, she continued to not budge to pay attention to the spray of water from the hose on the plants. His eyes did notice the plants but in his mind was feeling anxiety considering the events of last night.

"Is it possible that I will get pregnant? But Thunder?" his mind wondered anxiously.

"Ah, I believe Thunder is the flesh and blood of Aryo, not Karbala even though at that time the goddamn creature contributed," muttered Karmila in heart.

"Do I need to buy an obstetric medication just in case?"

Inner Kamila was raging worried, he was very worried if from the damned event last night it resulted in pregnancy. What happens if it really happens? What do people say? How could not have a husband suddenly become pregnant? Suddenly the turmoil of Karmila's heart stopped being startled by the sound of a horn from outside the gate of his house fence.

Outside the gate a red sports motorcycle stopped in front of the fence right in front of the pedestrian who was turning his head to look into the house where Karmila was watering plants. A young man on a motorcycle deliberately honked his horn twice but still the pedestrian hit the motorcycle as his face continued to look into the house from the iron sidelines of the fence.

"Ouch!" squealing the man in his 40s grimaced as he stroked his legs.

"See what the hell mas?" Asked the young man from the top of the red sports motorcycle then took a long look at his head into the fence of the house but did not see anything because it was blocked by transparent curtains.

"Anu, that's okay A," said the passerby whining hurriedly passed.

The young man who was none other than Kunto then came down to open the gate. When he was about to stick his hand out on the sidelines of iron bars accidentally his gaze hit on the mother of Karmila who was holding a water hose.

"Oooo.. pantesan the person's head twisted, apparently there is a clear-clear," muttered Kunto then continued to reach the key behind the fence through the gap of iron bars.

"Aunty Afternoon." greet Kunto as soon as the fence is opened.

"Sore, eh Kun are you back?" Ask mama Karmila.

"Yes tan, on the phone Guntur told quickly to Bandung again he said help transfer Mr. Suro, he said,. I entered the motor first tan," Kunto said then opened his small turnstile.

Kunto drove his motorcycle into the yard of the house and parked it a bit to the left of the front of the house. He immediately went down to meet the mother of Karmila who was still busy watering with her water hose.

"Tan, here's a little gift from the father.." said Kunto behind Mamah Karmila then kissed her hand.

"Early, bothered greatly Kun, what is it?" tanya Mamah Karmila stopped his activities and then received a large crackle bag that Kunto extended.

"Fish the Tan mujaer, happened to be the neighbor's dam again the harvest, the father deliberately bought it he said for Thunder and his mother," Kunto said.

"Well, big Kun. What if we make a fire tonight? You are all single, hikhik.." mamah Karmila chuckled.

"Good idea, Tan, yes I have entered first tan met the boss of singles, hikhikhik.." Kimpal Kunto following his kekehannya mama Karmila.

"O yes Kun, you did not eat yet, right?" mama Karmila.

"Tante knows, hehehehe... Single boss where's Tan?" ask Kunto.

"There is in his room," said Mamah Karmila did not turn his head again.

"Yes, I went in first Tan, excuse me.." Kunto said.

"Yes Kun.." sahut mamah Karmila turned his head for a while and returned to his activities.

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Meanwhile in his room, Thunder was sitting staring at his computer monitor screen. He was reading articles of the great entrepreneurs of the world so that the idea arose in his head to develop his business did not move only in the field of contractors and distributors of imported goods only. It crossed his mind to set up a company that produces goods needs that are consumed daily.

But his wishful thinking was suddenly dispersed by the sound of knocking on the door of his room and followed by the sound of someone calling him.

"Masuuuk Kun, unlocked," cried Thunder without turning his head.

"Kok you know my gun called?" sergeant Kunto is in.

"Let's not call you either, I'll know. You see, there is nothing to sleep in my room other than mamah sama youuu," said Guntur manyun.

"Hehehe... Yeah, well, uh Gun later tonight burn fish. Aunty was the one who made the plan" Kunto said.

"Where's that from? Dadak buy? Ah, the cave males," said Thunder again looking at his monitor screen.

"Yeee, I brought it from the old village, already loved to aunt," interrupted Kunto.

"O yeah?"

"O yeah, o yeah, you single boss!" sukul Kunto while grabbing Sukro snacks on the computer desk.

"Damn lu Kun, just a single boss. Look at it tomorrow after Sunday," said Guntur throwing a grain of sucro at Kunto.

"Yes, everyone knows tomorrow after Sunday" Kunto said.

"The food was critical! Tomorrow the day after the cave want to be known ama pemennya maamah girl," said Guntur exited.

"Masa? Which person?" Kunto was curious.

"People Jakarte, yeee.." said Guntur then threw the mouthful sucro and chewed it.

"So you want to go to Jakarta?" Ask Kunto.

"Yes, last night his friend came to invite the thanks of his son who just graduated from college" said Guntur.

"Ikuuuut.." Kunto said sulking.

"Gimana ya Kun, say the same mamah aja sono deh. Sory cave can not give a decision, hahahahaha.." clawed Thunder laughed loosely.

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After magrib Kunto and Guntur were busy making a fire in a special furnace to burn fish or meat in the front yard slightly sideways to the right side. The atmosphere of traffic flow that appears from behind the fence looks crowded, understandably because tonight is weekend night.

Mamah Karmila appeared holding a mat in his right hand while his left hand carried a pile of dishes. The thunder that greeted him helped to roll out the mat about four steps from Kunto's position that was making embers from charcoal. Mamah Karmila then went back into the kitchen to pick up the fish that had been cleaned.

"Udah so not Kun?" exclaim Thunder.

"A little more, where's Gun's fish? Kunto nanya.

"Again taken mamah," he said while fixing the folds of the mat in the corner.

Meanwhile, Mama Karmila who was already in the kitchen was stunned to look at the fish that had previously been placed on a large plate. It seemed once his face was confused, then he counted it again because it seemed like the fish stacked on the plate had been reduced.

"One.... two.... three... four... li.ma, five? The feeling was seven, "Karmila was silent for a moment, full of confusion.

His eyes were circulated down in the corners of the kitchen floor may have fallen or dragged away by rats. There was nothing on the floor. Suddenly the sound of an open window made Karmila gasp in shock instead of playing.

"Astagfirefull!" his screeches.

Spontaneous eyes turned towards the window. Karmila saw a black shadow drifting away towards the back. Instantly her beautiful face shrunk into a sudden burst of rage.

"Karrrbala! Really brazen!" karmila exclaimed as she tilted her head at the window.

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