His wife, Mr Guru ?
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The gaze of the two was broken by the arrival of the impromptu photographer who forced Arka.
"This is my phone, "he said.
"Oh yes, thank you !" Arka clenched both her hands. Shania laughing.
"So, I'm ashamed !"
Arka regained the breadcrumbs and handed them to Shania, not caring about Shania's laughter.
"Yu, get in !" bring him back into the train car.
Shania sat down and opened her sweater, feeling the weather was hot and sultry.
"It was so hot, "he fanned his face with his hands.
"Where's your hair ?" ask Arka.
"In the bag" he answered. Apparently Arka immediately unzipped Shania's sling bag, because this girl was troubled with a drinking bottle in her hand, while Shania was sipping her drinking water, Arka took the role to tie Shania's long hair.
"Thank you, "
The train began to move from its silence, little by little began to increase speed. Not only the station is good, but the settlement of its citizens also looks attractive, the village in the swamp, complete with ponds and hut houses. Shania's eyes follow the activities of its citizens who are cleaning pond ponds and tidying up the net of the pool divider, while her mouth is engrossed in eating mocca bread. Arka glanced at the black clock on her wrist.
His hands never separated from the phone, as well as a laptop that is faithfully carried anywhere. Now he puts it in a suitcase with his clothes and Shania. Shania opens a complicated girl, who carries a lot of clothes everywhere, she is quite simple.
The clock has shown 4 o'clock, which means they will soon reach the stop station.
"Pasarturi ngggeh, "asked one of the other passengers when he saw Arka had started to lower his suitcase.
"Nggeh ma'am, "while Shania, the girl tidied up her clothes which contained many crumbs of chips and bread, and cleaned up the junk of used food.
"Yo, have arrived in Pasarturi, pay attention to goods, do not let anyone be left behind including garbage brought, thank you for using the services of KA Argo Bromo Anggrek, " said one of the conductors.
"Udah nyampe, "Shania nodded, she carried a green bag of a million people, whose contents had been consumed a lot, to make it easy. While Arka drags the suitcase and the other hand embraces Shania's shoulder as if she does not want to separate.
"The embrace of rich gini teletubbies mas, "the sneer of Shania.
"Let's not run away, "
"Who would want to escape in the village of people, ntar that there are rough !" the strangeness.
"You don't let it get cold, "it's his alibi again. It seems like Arka has a lot of reasons to give if Shania sneers at him. The two walked on the edge of the platform, towards the exit.
"What are we going up to the mas house ?" shania asked.
"Udah was picked up by Mas' cousin, Nanang's name, he's still in college."
"Ohhhhh, "
Arka's phone vibrated, Nanang's name was on there. He asked the position of Shania and Arka now.
"Mas !" the cry of a man, a little cry, maybe his jakun has not grown bigger so that the bass voice is not clear yet heard, maybe it is the original sound like that. The 20-year-old waved at the station exit door. Arka nodded and pointed towards Nanang, "there."
The short-haired young man, with a thin mustache and dressed in a maroon red T-shirt and blue levis pants was smiling warmly, tidying up his hair welcoming Arka and Shania.
"Mas, "he salim takzim.
"Nang, have you been waiting ?" ask Arka.
"Sir, mas.baru !" yells. Then his gaze turned to the girl who was embraced Arka, he gasped to see this beautiful and sweet girl was the wife of his cousin kaka. She is too young ! nanang's first impression when he saw Shania.
"Juice, mas !!" I'm Nanang on Arka.
"This is Shania, my wife.."
"Sha, this is Nanang Pak'lek's son Parman's sister's mother, "Arka turned her head, Shania mangosteen mangosteen.
"Shania, "
Even Shania's voice shook the heart, according to Nanang. Don't let him like the beautiful girl in front of him. Come on heart, can work together.beautiful girl Surabaya is a lot !
"Angsal so pundi, nopo tiang putri teng capital, niku ayu ayu kaleh clear ngono tho mas ? Nyuwun curled up the pados to," asked Nanang chuckled then raised his eyebrows during the last sentence.
(Dapet from where, what chick in the capital, beautiful beautiful clear so, mas ? Ask for help finding dong,)
Arka shook her head and pulled a slanted smile, for the sake of hearing Nanang's silly question, while stuffing the suitcase into the trunk of the car, while Shania ? do not ask the girl directly waved to the camera, do not understand Nanang's words. Same is the case with hearing the lattice of the trigonometric formula, make a quail.
"Don't be weird, here are also many Nang, want to find a rich how ?! women are all the same, the court is still that too !" kekeh Arka's.
"Sha, "Arka told Shania to get in the car first, as well as Nanang who had entered the driver's seat.
"Blue !!" dings a little hard, so that the car door closes perfectly.
Nanang started the car engine and turned the steering wheel away from the station.
Nanang occasionally glanced at the lyrics towards the front rearview mirror to see Shania and Arka.
"Mas, is your house far away ?" ask Shania.
"That's too, " answered Arka.
"Tomorrow to take Sha to the road mas, want to know how rich Surabaya atmosphere ?!"
"You know the atmosphere of Surabaya, or want a snack ?" ask Arka. Shania laughed crisply, Arka knew the mode, the girl preferred to look at the view of the evening street outside the car glass window.
"Ihhh ko tempeh ! Rich psychic, mas his son mama Loren well ?!" seloroh Shania laughed. Nanang giggled. In addition to her father's puolll, her voice is beautiful, Shania is also her son is happy to joke. Definition of the prima donna of the heart. If not married, he may soon have a new status as a player. Arka smiled, as long as she knew Shania she always recorded in her brain what are the likes and habits of Shania, and food is on the first list.
"Mas.mas.." called Nanang, Arka turned her head.
"Opo ?"
"Yakin, no nek ning ndeso enten krank niki ngoten must be directly excited podo gowo kebo kanggo dowry," Arka chuckled silently, hearing Nanang's admiration, he admitted that what Nanang said was true.
(Keep assured, if in the village there is something like this for sure on the heboh want to bring buffalo all for dowry)
"Saben dinten must daleme rame, karo wong sing arek nglamar, I yo included," Nanang laughed, including Arka who laughs, but Shania ? the girl again knitted her brows inexplicably.
(Every day his house must have rame same suitors, including me.)
"They say what the hell ! Both cool, I'm already rich in beans on the cake, gnawing on the fringe !" her cheeks bulged in annoyance.
"Mas, what are you talking about, from that laugh mulu laugh ! Don't use the Javanese language why sii ?! I don't understand !" the strangeness.
"What is it, said Nanang house people have been impatient to meet you, "he replied lying, while Nanang giggled at Arka's lies.
"Sorry yo mbak, " said Nanang.
"Mas, must bangke podo heboh nek ndelok garwone sampean, said the boy. Nopo mbak Retno !"
(Mas, definitely later on the scene dehli see wife mas, still a boy. Moreover, mbak Retno !), Arka just smiled to hear the sloppy Nanang. Retno.hm.he and Retno have no relationship, from any time and until any time. Retno is just a distant brother who happens to be together often when in the village first.
Frustrating. Shania prefers to see her social media accounts rather than being a loyal listener but does not understand the problems discussed.
His eyes just stared bitterly, when he saw Cakra upload photos of him who had done administrative selection, seen he who holds several sheets of health screening tests in Dispora with several hundred other children who escaped.
"Gue has chosen, may this be the best !" the girl closed her eyes, closed social media and turned off her phone.
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