Enyong From Garong Village

Chapter 6.

"Wow, Mr. De, we're in trouble, look there," said Yuliet to slow down his car because in front of him a group of young men were walking without fear approaching the pick-up car he was carrying.

"Do you want what they are?" asked the coffee maker was furious with the horde of young men who blocked the speed of his car. The coffee shopkeeper immediately hid his small bag containing the money from the sale of his coffee under the chair he sat with his wife.

"Let, let's back off! We turn around, it looks like they're delinquents trying to be unkind. Let's not say they're the begal."

"Waduh ... can't Mr. De, look behind!" Juliet tells the coffee man to look back.

"Huh ... Who else are they? The insolent! It's us dead" said the coffee maker looked angry while hitting the chair he was sitting on when he saw behind him there was also a group of men wearing all-black clothes, they look older in contrast to the people in front of him who look still ABG.

"Waduh sir, piye iki sir? Call the police, sir!" the landlord's wife ordered with a voice trembling in fear.

"Oh yes Mom, I almost forgot," the coffee mongrel reached into his pants pocket to retrieve his phone which he had stored in his pants pocket. Quickly he called his best friend's number, a police officer in the area. Just finished calling his best friend to ask for help, there was a sound of buzz from outside.

Brak ... brak ...

"Get out woy!" snapped a teenage girl with hair in one tie, looking disheveled wearing long jeans torn to pieces of her knee while hitting the front of the car using her palm. The woman is Enyong, he was assigned by Mr. Rohman, the father of Enyong himself to lead his friends who are also the same age as Enyong, while behind the car there is Sony and his friends, the senior garong from Garong Village . Mr. Rohman deliberately divided his men into two groups. Enyong's group consists of young people and Sony's group consists of experienced seniors.

Enyong's voice that was so loud in addition to the loud sound from the front of the car because Enyong had kicked him very strongly made the three people in the car jerk in shock, the coffee man peed in his pants. Not much to say, Enyong friends immediately opened the door of the coffee man's pick-up car by force and pulled the body of the coffee man to get out of the car, from the side door a young man also pulled Yuliet's hand and pushed her roughly out of the car.

"You Mommy ... get out on your own or we force it out like the two of them!" snapped a young man staring intently at the wife of the coffee man.

"I .. yes, son, don't hurt Mom" said the wife of the coffee man in a dotted voice, her body shaking violently in fear. He got out of the car with his heart racing, his body shaking violently. When just stepping out suddenly ...."

Brug ...

The middle-aged woman immediately fell to the ground. He fainted scared.

"Mom!" yelled The coffee racer immediately approached his wife followed by Yuliet. They lifted up the middle-aged woman's body.

The young men were seen indifferent to the middle-aged woman, the wife of the coffee man. They messed up what was in the car.

"Duwit what?" The coffee maker pretended not to know while glancing at the chair he was sitting on earlier. In his heart he felt relieved that the begals did not see his bag which he had hidden under the chair.

"Hem ...." Enyong smiled thinly while following the direction of the two eyes of the coffee manager who had been caught by Enyong was glancing down the seat beside the steering chair. Groped under the chair and ...."

"Don't .. don't take the bag, I beg you," cried the coffee bellow took off his wife's body and ran over to Enyong. He did not think that the teenage girl could find her bag that he had hidden. However, before the coffee shopman reached Enyong's place, the young men of Enyong's friends immediately held him.

"Take off, you bad boys," cried the coffee maker again while trying to take off the clutches of the young men whose appearance was like a delinquent. Seen aunts and noses of those pierced wearing earrings shaped like rings. Some wear jackets, some only wear long torn jeans and T-shirts only with the sleeves rolled up to the upper arms.

"Rif, how long have you been!" the coffee mumbled seemed restless waiting for the arrival of his old friend, a police officer who had served in the area long enough.

Enyong and his friends laughed out loud after seeing the contents of the bag belonging to the coffee man. " Bravo .. aje gile, we can take a year off, hahahaha!" enyong shouted while laughing out loud at being followed by his other friend.

"Lock out of here, look .. It looks like our action was known by the police!" yelled Sony who was already beside them along with his group, the senior garong were already very reliable while pointing towards a few fully dressed policemen with their hands each holding a gun. Without them knowing it turns out they have been surrounded by several police.

"HEY ... YOU BETTER GIVE UP BECAUSE YOU'RE ALREADY IN THE BRACKETS! They could hear the yelling from someone not far from their current existence.

"Sst .. shit, this must be your job, right, you piece of shit!" gerutu Enyong was not polite at all to people older than him while pulling the collar of the shirt worn by the coffee man. The police deliberately parked the car a little far from the scene, they ran so carefully without making a sound so as not to be aware of its existence by the garong.

"Hahaha you guys are so stupid!" jeered the coffee maker while smiling sinisterly staring at Enyong who was currently gripping tightly on the collar of his shirt.

"Basar old bangka heads plontos" said Enyong while removing the collar of a shirt with a rough coffee.

"Wes, don't panic, it's Abah's business and your fathers, your spiel goes sono!" the order of Mr. Rohman who knew was in the midst of those who looked panicked. Seen the men of the same age as Mr. Rohman who also wore all-black clothes stood gallantly, ready to face the police members who turned out to be quite a lot. There was no fear in their faces.

"Huh .. You're that guy, right?" The coffee maker widened his eyes feeling surprised when he saw a man dressed in shabby black who had stopped him to ask.

"Hello sir, it's good to see you again" said Mr. Rohman, grinning at the coffee mogul with a frightening look.