Due to Neighbor's Clothes

16

“Ah, maybe this is a prankster. Last afternoon there were a lot of small children playing in front of the house, surely they were fad.” Nining always thought positively. I never thought anyone would want to make him wretch.

Nining also noticed which parts were damaged. He had taught his friend about servicing things and he knew at least how to fix things that were a little broken.

“There are three dislodged bolts. I think I have the same bolt. I'll take the carpentry tool first, deh.” Nining picked up a bag of Dony's tools.

For a moment the shadow of Dony who was repairing the broken tools reflected in the eyes. Usually he would sit while watching Dony who seemed serious about repairing the broken tool. However, Dony will be a prankster on Nining who is too focused to the point that he does not realize that Dony is paying attention to him.

“Serius is very nervous. Same husband himself never seen so serious,” ledek Dony.

“Iya, out of curiosity.”

“If your own husband is not curious?” dony's fishing rod is done fixing.

“Question of the same what? I saw it all. Oops,” answered Nining unknowingly. Realizing that Dony was no longer fiddling with electronics, Nining immediately shut his mouth saying too vulgarly.

“Ha ha ha. Come ... what to see?” ledek Dony is getting excited. He even approached Nining and tickled his body until Nining was amused in Dony's lap.

“Udah-already. Forgiver. I'm nyerah. Don't tickle again, my stomach will hurt.” Nining gives up if tickled, Dony ends his joke.

Now they look at each other. Staring lovingly at halal couples who always create longing and happy.

“I love you, Darling. I love you so much. Don't ever leave me, I can't live without you.” Dony's words were so sweet. But inversely to reality.

Just because of the clothes, he had the heart to accuse Nining of a no-no. He did not want to go home and did not even contact her at all. Nining was sad and hurt given all that. Especially when the photo of Dony with other women he saw from the message of an unknown person. It was a very painful wound.

“Gak! I can't remember Mas Dony anymore. He can live without me, I can live without him too,” Nining said. All the beautiful shadows about Dony she tepis. Although it was not easy, he tried.

Nining started to seriously fix her clothesline. Until midnight, he finally managed to make his clothes clothesline again improved even now more sturdy because it has been tightened.

***

Early in the morning Nining pulled out the clothes she had filled with her clothes. There were no wet clothes there, probably because there was no folding clothes belonging to Nining that he used to keep in front, so that the usual sunbathing did not dare to come.

But all of that didn't last long. Two days after the incident, his clothes were again wearing. Over time Nining was curious about the owner of the shirt. Why is he desperate to hang clothes in the yard and his iron clothes.

“Aha, I have an idea. It's still dawn, I'm going out to hang my clothes. Who knows I know who's been hanging clothes in my yard.” Nining Pung immediately finished washing his clothes and immediately went out to sunbathe.

Chequelek

It looks like someone is taking Nining's folding clothesline and will be placed in front of the yard exposed to sunlight.

“Eh, Mba Nining. Wake up, Mba?” answer him a little embarrassed.

“Udah. Why is Mba here?” tanya Nining once again with firm intonation.

“Ehm, this. My clothes are broken, so I'm hanging out here. No food, Mba? Mba dry her clothes later if I have it dry. If Mba has, so if until night is also not a problem. If I pinjem but until night is not good. No pa-feed, Mba?” saut relax. Without any apologies or regrets, he responded to Nining's question without shame.

Sri—women it. He continued to dry his clothes until it ran out even though Nining had not allowed it. So frustrating. Nining was furious, but she was silent. He only wanted Sri to understand that the look on her face showed rejection. Sri does not care.

“Thank you, Mba. I go first.” Sri pamit came home after all his belongings were sun dried in the yard of Nining's house along with his iron clothesline. Without seeing Nining's face, Sri immediately left Nining's house.

While at home, he laughed.

“Ha ha ha. Today I was caught .. but not pa-pa. Because I could see his face that was very upset but did not dare to protest. His face was angry, but he was. Fucking Oon. If I were Nining, I would be mad at him. If you need to go to jail let it be broken. Delicious pinjem but do not know manners.” Sri was so happy to laugh at Nining who was so good.

Besides Nining, Sri will definitely get into trouble. Where there are people who just keep watching his belongings borrowed by others when he himself is in need. Nining is good and second to none.

***

“So all this time who hitchhiker in front of it Sri? Why didn't he talk? He should have spoken so I know. Uh, wait. Isn't her clothesline still good, huh? Why is he lying?” Nining began to suspect. He who initially took it for granted, now began to be unwilling. Sri's reason was far-fetched, Nining couldn't believe it.

“I have to put together a plan to be able to sunbathe in the morning and the night can be folded. If I think it continues, my clothes are not dry. Rainy afternoon, morning wear. Cannot be banned. What do I do, dong, this?” Nining was looking for a good idea without having to reject Sri blatantly.

“Aha. I have an idea. Hope this idea works.”

Nining had a good idea, he applied it in the morning. Right after the dawn prayer, Nining came out to hang her clothes. He hopes to dry his clothes in the morning so that the afternoon can dry.

“Mba Sri? What's here?” nining asked as soon as she saw Sri in front of her house.

“Eh, Mba is awake. Here, Mba. My clothes are not real yet. I'm sunbathing here, huh, Mba? Mba sun it up in the afternoon. If it's my turn in the morning, yes, Mba. Thank you.” No matter allowed or not, Sri immediately install the iron clothes and dry the clothes until finished.

“Udah done, Mba. I'll take a break, yeah. Thank you, Mba.” Sri went and let Nining bengong.

Nining could not say anything. He's like bewitched. No rejection even if he objected. Nining cursed herself.

“Bego-bego-bego. Why did I let him hang his shirt again? I should have been able to refuse. Aduh .. not dry anymore,” complained Nining regretted everything.

“Eh, wait. I have another way. I'm sure tomorrow will work.”