Jamu Ma'am Up Level

Jamu Ma'am Up Level
Sri Minggat



The wall clock shows 02:00 in the morning.


Sri woke up from her sleep and was about to perform the night prayer.


The girl stepped out of the room and headed towards the well.


After leaving, Sri then went back into her room.


He took the mukena that he used to pray, and Sri began to perform night prayers.


"O Allah, if the decision of the servant to leave this house is true, show him the easy way. Aamiin ya Robbal alaamiin." do'a Sri after evening prayer.


"Oiya, usually there are pick up cars sellers know who pass by, they will routinely go to the market every three o'clock in the morning. I got in that pick up car." said Sri, who then put her face in the backpack.


Sri wrote a letter to her parents, which she placed on her desk, and the girl walked out of the house through the window of her room.


After closing the window of his room slowly, Sri slipped out of his yard and stepped into the usual road through the pick up car the seller knew.


Arriving on the road, Sri turned to the right and to the left. Afraid that people will see it.


Not long after Sri saw the spotlight of the car lights from a distance.


"That must be the pick up car the seller knows!" mumam Sri's.


The girl waved her hand, and the car stopped.


"Arep Nyang ngendi nduk?" ask the driver of the pick up car.


(Where are you going?)


"You go to the market sir, I'm coming!" answer at once pinta Sri.


"Oh Nyang market, ndhang mlebu!" said the driver.


(Oh to the market, fast in!)


"Jo, move Nyang mburi! kene ben danggo gendhuk ayu kui!" exclaim the pick up car driver to the person next to him.


(Jo, move to the back! here let's wear that beautiful sister!)


The one called with Jo obeyed the driver's orders and he got off the pick-up car and went back up again to the back with buckets that contained a lot of tofu.


The car then departed at medium speed along the village road and some Menik then headed to the highway.


"Kok bring a backpack, do you want to wander?" ask the driver.


"I.iya sir! bored at home, want to find experience in a big city" replied Sri who was a little nervous.


"Good, now it's the age of women's emancipation. So women do not be monotonous at home. The woman tomorrow, if she has children, is the first teacher for her children" the driver said with his eyes fixed straight ahead.


"Yes" replied Sri who commented on her thin smile.


Half an hour later, they had reached the city market.


"If you take the bus to Solo terminal, just wait in front of Nrimo meatball stall. Usually there is a mini bus majoring to the terminal Tirtonadi (Solo)" explained the driver.


"Thank you sir!" sri said as she stretched out her hand and gave


the fare on that driver.


"This is sir to buy gasoline" said Sri while giving some ten thousand bills to the driver of the pick-up car.


"Here, don't pay. Mending to make more pocket money on the way later!" said the driver.


"Thank you again, sir!" said Sri who then stepped her feet towards the place where the driver showed.


"Sri..!" suddenly someone called the girl.


Then Sri turned to the source of the voice that called out to her.


"Oh my God, Aryo! How do I forget that Aryo mas always goes to the market to sell his vegetables!" murmured in Sri's heart.


"Eh my Aryo!" sri answered a little nervously.


"Where are you going Sri, dawn-body like this!" ask Aryo full of probes.


"Eh, anu.di told mom to buy a terrace." replied Sri originally.


"Oh this, want to return some friends clothes. Tomorrow Sri starts pingit, so I'm returning it now but it's not time for pingit!" sri replied again with her.


"O so!" aryo who still does not believe.


"Aryo...!" call a market trader who will buy vegetables that Aryo brings.


"Yes!" answer Aryo.


"Sri, you wait a minute!" aryo said to Sri, and Sri nodded.


While Aryo is busy serving his vegetable buyers, Sri slowly leaves the place.


Meanwhile, Aryo, who was a few minutes later, had finished serving his vegetable buyer, was about to meet his fiancee who he left earlier.


"Sri..! where were you, did he buy the trays first?" ask in Aryo's heart when he did not find sri in the original place.


Aryo then serves the vegetable buyer back.


While Sri is now in front of the Narimo meatball stall.


And before long, the mini bus majoring in Solo stopped in front of Narimo's meatball stall.


Sri rushed up and sat down next to the window facing the Narimo meatball where Sri was waiting for the bus.


"Alhamdulillah, take the bus!" sri said in her heart.


Fifteen minutes later, the mini bus drove down the highway towards the city of Surakarta.


"Mr, where's it coming down?" ask a mother who is sitting next to Sri.


"Oh, Tirtonadi Bu terminal" replied Sri.


"Where's mom coming down?" ask Sri.


"Oh, down at Telukan market" replied the mother earlier.


"Oh, near ya Bu" Sri replied.


"Yes, the mother's kiosk is in Telukan market, so yes down in Telukan market. Cook down at the Tirtonadi terminal! he..he..!" joked the mother and it made both of them laugh.


Before long Kernet bus pulled the passenger fare.


"Where's Ma'am down?" ask the kernet bus.


"The Market is done!" the mother replied, giving her five thousand dollars.


"Ready ma'am!." replied the kernet. Then it was Sri's turn to be withdrawn bus fare.


"Where's the little boy going?" ask the kernet.


"Tirtonadi Terminal!" sri answered while giving one sheet of twenty thousand.


"Good!" answer the kernet, which then the kernet pulled the fare on the other passengers.


"Pasar Telukan..pasar Telukan..!!" exclaim the bus kernet that tells you that it has arrived at the Telukan market.


"Mother come down first, son! be careful on the road. Don't trust new people!" the mother's message.


"Yes ma'am, thank you." said Sri.


And soon the mother got off the mini bus. And he waved his hand at Sri, the girl also waved her hand at the mother who was outside the mini bus.


The mini bus that Sri was riding was traveling at medium speed to the city of Solo.


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