I'm Not Tarzan

2.Puham

Not only did it feel like the eyes were just closed to the sound calling from behind the bedroom window made a shock to wake up. With a nagging feeling in the eyes of **T**name also opens the window.

Almost lost his drowsiness due to glaring.

Almost screamed backwards through the window, seeing the masked head of the ninja go straight out when the window opened. Tama massaged her chest holding back her shock.

He let go quickly to the floor.

"It's so lazy you're Tama! I haven't been up this afternoon!"

The sound behind the brown skull made him climb back up his bed.

" Yes! **A**pa You didn't hear?"

"Listen to Mr. Amin! Today, no download!" Like lazy to see the moustache of Mr. Amin who just opened from behind his skull.

"Firstly! I just got a call, we're downloading today!"exclaimed Mr. Amin annoyed.

Tama immediately woke up, not because of the knock of Mr. Amin's hand on the window leaf, but the smell of Mr. Amin's wet skull made him want to close the window again. The head of Mr. Amin is no longer visible.

With a sense of laziness he closed the window. Approaching the door of the room that is still closed, take the towel hanging on the door and open it.

They looked as if they were black in front of the door, with their hands ready to knock.

"We're going to download, emmmhhh! Not fruit!"

Mr. Amin was sitting in a chair.

Tama closed the door of her room by holding the vapor in her mouth.

The words of Mr. Amin are common He heard. In addition to any fruits work, as long as it is a download-downloading event Mr. Amin will definitely support it.

Only download videos on the internet that he has never invited.

"Have you been bengkoang sir?" Seeing Mr. Amin who was igniting his chariot. A puff of smoke seemed to fill the jungle on his lips. Can people smoke out of whiskers? Can run all dandruff. Amused in his heart to see the smoke Cigarettes like stuck on the sidelines of the mustache Mr. Amin.

"Yiyyyyy! Come along, I'll know for myself!" By sucking his clove back. Tama widened her lips, the word was also definitely spoken if she asked.

Covering his mouth with a towel, he sat beside him.

The pungent aroma of Pak Amin's kretek made him cover his nose as well.

Mr. Amin looked at him.

But there was no word to him to quickly take a shower as usual.

Just saw the clock, almost nearing the number eleven, approaching lunchtime. Of course that makes Mr. Amin not in a hurry to tell him to take a shower and immediately go to work, said Mr. Amin if it will work. .

"I go home first, after lunch you come to my house!"

Tama only noticed Mr. Amin who sucked his clove by walking out of the House.

As usual, he expected it. Mr. Amin won't let his pouch tear with the rice wrap.

Tama covered her face with a towel, closing her eyes again.

Almost morning He could not fall asleep, Chat WA of someone he did not know disturbed his mind.

Only Mr. Amin used to do his work, but he has passed it because when Mr. Amin is not as thick as his mustache.

"Yes!"

It was almost a towel that covered his face he threw out of shock.

"My secrets are left behind!"

Tama closed her eyes in annoyance, Mr. Amin deliberately left her cretek to wake her up again. Things he would often do to her if she fell asleep.

"Tama remember Tama! After lunch!"

The voice of Mr. Amin was heard at the door.

"Yes!"

Tama opened both her eyes by poking.

"Yes Sir! Yepyahoo!" Excited by going back into the room.

Drowsiness and exasperation that very much makes it so hard to throw his body on a mattress that is not soft.

"Step again! Climb again!" his sleepy grouse on the pillow.

The sound of the cat meowing in the kitchen sounding hungry made his eyes open next to each other.

"Yes!"

Now both of Tama's eyes opened both, quickly He woke up and quickly ran towards the kitchen.

His grandmother must have been angry, he forgot to boil water for a drink that every day is done every morning.

Tama rubbed her eyes which still felt sore.

The sound of the cat meowing was standing on the dining table with the open serving hood leaning against the wall.

It seems like her grandmother will eat.

"Yeah, haven't you boiled any drinking water?"

Opening the kettle.

Tama rubbed her hair with a towel like a person who had just been shampooing.

"Not yet Nek," he said like lazy.

"Until when do you keep your lazy Tama?"

The Grandmother by taking the Water placed in a bucket of old House Paint.

Tama widened her lips by turning on the stove.

"Just think, today don't work Nek."

"Lantas, are you free to wake up during the day?" By placing a medium-sized kettles on the stove stove.

"But Mr. Amin said, this afternoon Tama works Nek."

Tama holds her beloved cat, black with white that dominates her body.

The type of wild cat that He kept, and named Si Puham, although originally his Grandmother who gave the name based on the abbreviation White and black.

"Sir, aren't there any fish?"Tama looked around at every parcel her Grandmother took out of the small sack.

"Today let the puham eat tempeh, the money is mediocre Tama!"

The Grandmother folded the sack up to the size of a Writing Book.

Tama widened her lips by rubbing the head of the puham.

"Today anchovies are rare, we eat tempeh."

Tama by carrying the puham into the living room.

"Tama, when are you gonna shave your hair?"

Noticing Tama's unraveling hair almost past her shoulders, it looked ruffled.

The Grandma took a deep breath.

Tama's only granddaughter is very difficult if asked to cut Hair.

His small body is almost like a woman, sometimes even if at first glance his face looks like a woman.

The voice of Si Puham meowed.

Nek Imah soon followed Tama.

Basimah is actually the name of Grandma Tama, but most people call her Nek Imah.

Nek Imah looked at Tama who sat caressing the head of the Puham.

There was a sound of Si Puham meowing again, with a jump near the feet of Nek Imah.

"Kum!" Call Tama.

The Puham again meowed by stroking Nek Imah's feet with his head.

"Tama, shave Tama!"

Nek Imah was still standing observing Tama.

Tama rubbed her hair with a towel.

"Let's go, Grandma," he answered like laziness.

"Later? Until when do you look beautiful like that ... You're not, Tama's man?"

"Many Nek, long-spirited boy."

Tama saw her Grandma.

"Yes Tama, but the impression is blurred, what else do you often climb trees."

"Keep Grandma wants Tama to appear Diplomat that? Kan, not worthy of Nek," said Tama like to be understood by his Grandmother.

Grandma let go of her heavy breath.

Tama immediately smiled.

"Sir, what if Tama's hair stays long?"

Tama stood up to her Grandmother, holding back Si Puham who meowed at her feet.

"Quiet Grandma." Tama's smile was thinly lipped red.

In fact, the thin and red Tama lips are very similar to a woman.

"Grandmother has taken good care of Tama, so don't be afraid of anyone saying that Tama is not in Grandma's care." she explained again.

Tama's red smile grew more and more like a girl.

Grandma let go of her heavy breath again.

The sound of meowing returned.

"Hungry?"

Tama brought her lips closer to Si Puham's.

As if understanding what was said, the Cat with White and Black color returned to meowing.

"Miss?"

He looked at his grandmother.

"Tell him, not yet cooked," said Nek Imah by walking towards the back.

Tama stared at her Grandma's steps limply.

He was tired because he had not eaten.

"I haven't eaten either."

Tama when she saw her cat looking at her.

Suddenly Si Puham revolted, immediately jumped out of the House.

Tama chased.

"Kum!"

While running.

Tama stopped his run. Standing glued in front of the stall, rubbing his face with a towel.

"Buck!"

His heart voice with face started to fidget.

"Eh! Tama, want to pay the credit?"

A girl dressed in High School with tomboyish hair came out of the stall and by holding Si Puham.

Tama rubbed her face hard with the towel back, while swallowing her saliva.

Seeing the face of the Puham who was meowing.

"That's ..my cat is foraging."

Pointing to Si Puham.

"Kasiiihann!"

Approaching the Tama.

Tama covered half of her face with a towel.

"It looks like he's mad at me, because I haven't fed him yet" Tama said behind a towel.

"It's so cruel?"

Tama turned her face to hear the girl in front of her by stroking Si Puham's head.

"Okay, it just so happened that my mom was frying fish so you just went to my house."

Tama's hand was held back to stop and take the Puham who was immediately brought back into the stall by the tomboy girl

"Yes! You can take her home, after your bills have paid off!"

Tama remained silent.

He felt sluggish all over his body.

His heart began to blame the Puham,

if only his beloved cat did not run to Warung Gingsul. Surely he will not be charged.

"Knee!A quail! Just know if people have debt!" He grumbled back home.

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