Hanifa For Devan

The ideal of Aunt Canteen

"Bi, splinter! It's too late!" devan shouted at the door.

"Behold Aden," replied someone who was now walking in a hurry towards him. Maybe because of his weight that has not come down, so he looks a little tired when the distance is only a few meters.

"It's the cure." The middle-aged woman who had just come out of the kitchen handed a plastic bag to the man in front of her.

"Yes, I went first Bi. Assalamualaikum" he said before wearing a helmet.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Be careful Aden, don't speed! Later hit people.”

With the entrance schedule that is only a few minutes away, making Devan not heed the advice of the woman. He continued to ride his bike with above average speed. As a result, his black ninja motor successfully grazed someone's arm.

"God. Even wear hit people's arms again it's a motor, ah!" He nags himself. Shortly after, he got off his bike without opening his helmet first.

"Mother isn't papa, right?" devan asked her to help her victims pick up some of the plastic strewn about her.

I assure you, people are asking for compensation. Devan murmured in his heart.

"I'm okay. Next time, if you bring a motorbike to see the road, Mas," said the girl in a long headscarf.

"Some, Ma'am also if the road is using feet, do not use eyes," replied Devan without knowing the composition of the words he just said.

Well, what am I talking about? Tau ah, I'm late. He is monologuing in his heart.

After collecting the plastic scattered earlier, Devan immediately handed it to the owner. Without any more babibu, Devan immediately climbed back on his bike and left the girl who had just fallen victim to his carelessness this morning.

It took him fifteen minutes to get to school. As soon as his favorite motorcycle was parked neatly, he immediately ran to the field.

"Thank God the sports lessons haven't started yet" Devan murmured with breath still gasping.

"Slow again lo?" ask someone who patted her shoulder.

He looked up and raised both eyebrows. "Almost" he answered.

"Yes already. Go straight to the field yok!" bring a man of that age.

"okay."

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Half an hour in the field, all students were allowed to rest and change their clothes. Arjun and Devan choose the cafeteria as their resting place, after moving from the dressing room.

"Bi, the drinking water is two yes," Arjun told the canteen guard. But one of the young women who came was the first time they saw the woman.

"Here you go, Mas" said the woman handed him two bottles of mineral water. "God willing."

"Why Mother?" asked Arjun astonished to see the change in expression on the woman's face earlier.

The woman who was two years older than them did not answer. His mouth was still open while holding his cheek.

"Van, that's why?" The figure asked only raised his shoulders.

"Hellow. Ma'am?" Arjun shook his hand in front of the woman's face.

"Good God, I'm sorry. I often salfok if I see mas-mas saucy. Hehe," replied the woman grimacingly. It made Arjun and the friend beside him shake their heads.

"Oh Allah, sirain was possessed."

The woman smiled, then turned her gaze towards Devan. "Mas Devan just finished the sport huh?" suddenly tanyanya.

Hearing his name being called, Devan was shocked. "Do you know my name?"

The woman smiled wider. Errata. Almost laughed. "Yes know that. That's his name clearly on his nametag."

Devan just smiled clumsyly. "Oh, yes. Ja. I forgot.”

"Oh this Mas Devan, handsome-looking really forgetful anyway?" he said the woman put her hand out.

"Know Mas Devan. My name is Siti Zubaidah. Just call Zu, or neng Zu or whatever. Call your wife too" he continued laughing.

Arjun and Devan who had been shocked by the woman's outstretched hand, compactly raised his eyebrows.

"I-iya Ma'am, greetings," replied Arjun clenched his hands together in front of his chest. "Sorry Ma'am, before halal men and women are not allowed to touch each other." Arjun.

"Oh, sorry," said the woman immediately pulled back her hand. "Btw, I'm only 20 years old, Mas Devan. My home address is on Mekarsari street no.03, RT 01, RW 02, Kampong Kembang Dua. The house fence is brown, and the door is blue."

“Next month I want the entrance exam cooking course, next month I plan to apply to be his wife mas Devan. Can ndak?"

Devan who was still confused only scratched his head that was not itchy. Honestly, right now he doesn't know what to say.

"Jeez, Devan is very gemsh, yes. It doesn't have to be that way, my face. I'm just kidding."

"Oh, I thought you were serious."

"That's how it is, too, Mas Devan." Said again.

It makes Devan a little uncomfortable. Fortunately, Bi Iyah the canteen guard immediately came to his rescue.

"Zopedah, here you are apparently?! Sana baliin keep the canteen. Mom wants to go out and buy some necessities for a second."

The woman nodded at the words of her mother.

"Ni son, instead of helping mother even busy gombalin people. Whoa, piye iki?" namel Bi Iyah again.

The woman just snorted. "Yes, Mommy."

After Bi Iyah left, the woman named Zubedah was still standing in front of the desk of the man who had just entered the idol list. After their drink ran out, the woman moved out of her place.

"Eh, Mas Devan is going to class?"

Devan nodded and smiled slightly. "Yes, Sister Zu. The bell is coming in soon.

"Subhanallah ... It's good-looking, nice, discipline again." Zubayak. Before the two teenagers actually left, he called one of them again until their movement stopped due to his call.

"Mas Devan, Zu has a puzzle for Mas Devan."

"Think what Mommy?"

"Micin, micin what are so many rivals?"

Devan shook his head, indicating he didn't know the answer.

"Love you. Eaaaa .." said the woman with a small laugh.

Arjun who heard that wanted to laugh. Buset bye, I guarantee abis this Devan will have diarrhea a week, haha. Arjun chose to laugh inwardly.

"Zubedaah!" call Bi Iyah from outside.

"Yes, yes, Mom! Mas Devan, Zu said yes."

Devan nodded expressionlessly. Then immediately walk away from the canteen.

"Keren dah lo Van. So target mbak-mbak. Hahaha ...," Ajun laughed.

"Heh, funny huh?" devan said annoyed.

I don't know what other misfortune he's going to have today. After hitting people, now he has to face the same canteen. All of this made his head hurt.

Wait for. That's not the girl just now, is it? Inner Devan instantly stopped his steps after seeing someone. Arjun who was still laughing also directly hit Devan's back which stopped suddenly. His laughter stopped at that moment.

Bruk!

"Ouch!" Arjun rubbed his jidat. "What's the point of stopping suddenly?"

Devan did not answer, his eyes were still focused on watching the student walking with a friend.

"Lo see the chief Rohis again?" asked Arjun who was looking at the same object.

"Chairman Rohis?"

"Lo must be surprised, right, why that chick could be the chief rohis?" Ask Arjun and instantly get a nod from his sohib. "That chick was appointed directly the same Headmaster."

Devan was quite shocked to hear Arjun's reply earlier. He could not believe that the girl who was the victim of his carelessness was a spiritual leader.

Oh, my God, I have more problems.

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