Jamu Gendong - Young Widow Gebetan Brondong

Jamu Gendong - Young Widow Gebetan Brondong
Chapter 88. Graduations




Seconds by seconds passed. Leave stories and memories of the past and open new pages. Worn sheets should be used as lessons while new sheets that are still clean white deserve to be painted with ink-ink goodness.


Byurr!!!


"Cnrngghhh ... Bang Pandu!!!"


Banyu's body jumped instantly when the cold bathroom water began to seep into the pores. His consciousness seemed to be forcefully withdrawn which was previously in the cradle of a dream. Now, he sat down while rubbing his eyes that felt still very heavy.


"Why are you still relaxing like this, Banyu? Have you forgotten what day it is?"


Banyu responded casually to the question posed by Pandu, even he still had time to yawn which was a sign that he was still being wracked by such intense drowsiness. In fact, the body that has been wet from being watered by Pandu does not make it quickly move from this room.


"Now Saturday, Bang. Usually Saturdays like this I also wake up in the afternoon."


"Ckckckck ... wake up in the afternoon? You want your efforts for three-and-a-half years to be in vain just from waking up?"


"What are you talking about Bang? Three and a half years? What attempt? I'm still unemployed Bang!"


Banyu's eyes were still closed, but he could still respond to Pandu's words. Even he still had time to pull the blanket while leaning his back on the headboard of the bed.


Pandu shook his head. Although his sister was once amnesiac, but in fact the matter of waking up this afternoon he never forgot. And this is all inversely proportional to his habit when he was at the Prasojo residence. When in the middle-aged man's house, his sister was without being awakened was sure to wake up early.


"Today you're graduating, Banyu!!! Do you want your efforts for three and a half years to be in vain just because you woke up bad luck, huh?"


"What's? I'm graduating?!" Banyu rose from his position. And now he got off the bed and stood in front of Pandu. "Why didn't you wake me up from earlier Bang. If it's like this I'll be late!!"


Pandu was stunned to hear Banyu's words, his sister could blame him. "Well, from now on I said that I didn't wake you up Nyu!!"


With wide footsteps Banyu waltzed away leaving Pandu. He grabbed the towel behind the door and rushed into the bathroom. With duck style, he took a lightning-fast shower so as not to be late to attend the graduation event.


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Around the building are seen dozens of florists who have lined up neatly peddling their merchandise which is certainly very identical to this kind of event. For them, today is one of the opportunities to be able to earn a lot more than ordinary days.


The front area of the building seemed to be transformed into a sea of humans, because hundreds of people were seen passing by here. They are certainly relatives of graduates and graduates and also their close friends.


Satisfied with celebrating with his friends, Banyu chose to sit under a shady tree in the corner of the building. There is a happiness that he feels when wearing toga clothes like this. Finally, his struggle for three and a half years paid off with the title of S.Kom embedded behind his name.


"So, after this what's your plan Nyu?"


The question of the papa successfully tickled Banyu's hearing. This is one of the circumstances that make fresh graduate students like him feel dilemma. After graduation, he was confused about what to do. It feels like he is becoming an enhancer of the burden of the state because he does not have a job.


"Banyu doesn't even have any plans yet Pa."


"Help Papa in the office how? Let you and your brother stay under Papa's watch. And can continue Papa's business."


Banyu just smiled clumsyly. Being involved in the company of the Papa who is engaged in property is not interesting at all. He wants to go to find a job that suits his passion.


"Neo is not interested in Pa."


"Then, what do you want? Are you unemployed in time? It's a loss if you're unemployed Nyu. Better come with Papa."


Banyu could only waste a slightly rough breath. At the moment he is very confused about what he should do. "Pa, Banyu think again. It seems that Banyu currently wants to visit Mr. Prasojo's house first. Itung-itung bertilaturahmi while refreshing."


Herlambang can only cluck slowly. He knew full well that his son still held a taste for one of the women who lived at the foot of the Slamet mountain.


"Want to stay in touch or want to meet the lady who sells the jamu gendong?"


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