
Finally the bus that was riding Sri and Bu Lik Sumilah arrived in Jakarta.
But Bu Lik Sumilah and Sri did not go down at Pulo Gebang terminal.
Because of Sumilah's many luggage, Bu Lik Sumilah got off before the bus headed to Pulo Terminal.
And at the place of decline Bu lik Sumilah, it turns out that someone has picked him up.
"It's been a long time Yo, waiting for him?" asked Bu Lik sumilah to Karyo who became his right hand.
Because Bu Lik Sumilah was a one-child widow, a woman who attended a favorite school in Jakarta.
"Ndoro Juragan not long ago, not yet to stay!' said Karyo who smiled.
"Why not get your hair bleached?"canda Bu Lik Sumilah while checking her luggage.
"Well don't Ndoro, I don't have a wife yet, if the hair is gray yes no girl who stopped by ndoro." joked Karyo who finished raising all together on top of the pick up car.
"It could be you!" said Bu Lik Sumilah while inviting Sri to get into the pick up car along with him.
"Ndoro, who's this pretty girl?" ask Karyo who opened the door and got into the pick up car.
"This is Sri, her house is close to yours!"said Bu Lik Sumilah who introduced Sri to Karyo.
"I Sri Sutini just call Sri, mas" said Sri while reaching out her hand and Karyo welcomed her as well and introduced herself.
"I am Karyo who is acutely single is looking for a companion who can be invited in likes and sorrows do not need to be beautiful which is important to be able to cook for not me stingy but because I am not yet a conglomerite eh conglomerates. Just call me Karyo" Karyo replied with a smile and started the pick up.
"Long is like a train! ha.ha.." joked Sri while laughing.
"What name is Yo talking about? ha.ha.." asked Bu lik Sumilah who was also laughing.
"Yes both, who knows if Sri wants Kayo to take him to the guarantee! ha.ha.!" karyo said with a laugh.
"Okay, I'm here to avoid collateral. In fact, Karyo went to the pelaminan!" sri Culpur while smiling.
"Well, why not get married? is he unemployed?" ask the curious Karyo.
"No, he's got a job other than a vegetable trader he's also a farm consultant in my village. He is an agricultural engineer who is also the son of the village chief in my place." replied Sri who looked forward.
"Well, good at that! why don't you want to be with him? is it less handsome or is there something else?" asked Bu Lik Sumilah who listened to Sri's story.
"He's a handsome Bu Lik, only Sri will want to go to school and find work first. I want to make money for myself!" sri said while looking at Bu Lik Sri.
Suddenly Karyo sings a mixed sari song that was once a hit.
🎶Sri Minggat🎶
Sri, when is bali kowe
Kowe lungo ora says goodbye to me
Jarene neng market, pamit tuku trasi
Nganti saiki kowe durung bali
Sri, opo kowe
Janjine sepidupati
I'm ora nyono kowe arep lungo
Loro atiku, atiku loro
Ndang.. Sri lank..
Ndang.
I'm loro mikir kowe
Ono ning endi's..
Ndang.. Sri lank..
Ndang balio's.
Tego
Kowe left me
The Yen pancene Sri
Kowe eling me
Ndang balio
I miss half dead
🎶🎶🎶
"Mas Karyo, Sri ya nyindir!" sri Culpur while smiling.
"No! Just sing it. he..he..!" answer Karyo.
"Don't listen, he's like that!" said Bu Lik sumilah who patted the back of Sri's hand.
"Yes Miss Lik!" answer Sri.
Meanwhile, Karyo continues to sing her favorite sari mixed songs.
Tibalah Karyo sang a song that made Bu Lik Sumilah turn to Karyo.
🎶Sumi🎶
Kowe pancen ayu.
Yen kowe nguyu
Lambane sigar jambe
Dik. I have a crush on kowe.
Opo kowe wis ono sing
Wis. ono rong sunday.
Ono jero dodoku
Sumi Sumi pancen
Wonogiri original deso flower
Sumi Sumi pancen
I swear I'm tresno sliramu
Sumi Sumi pancen
Wonogiri original deso flower
Sumi Sumi pancen
Wani swore my gravel to the hammer
Opo mas kowe pancen tresno
Atiku iki hesitated
Pancene tresno
Lamaren marang wong tuoku
🎶🎶🎶
"Huh.ha..! Ms. Lik also got hit" Sri said with a laugh.
"Try graying, at the end of the day ask for a salary up! he.he..!" guess Bu Lik Sumilah who chuckled.
"Who knows, I got a bonus. It's good enough for Sri dating!" karyo Kelakar.
"Hmm.you yes!"
"Sri, don't be considered her talk!" said Bu Lik Sumilah.
"Yes.iya bu Lik, Sri knows how!" said Sri who reviewed the smile.
Before long they had arrived at a house that included a large for the Jakarta area.
A house with a spacious yard, usually for embon-empon sunbathing to be made of powder and a house that is divided into four houses.
The front house is the main house in Bu Lik Sumilah, the middle house is in the form of rooms for the residence of employees and the back house is a production house or kitchen. This is where the process of making herbs and to cook every day.
Another house next to the kitchen, which is as a storage warehouse for empons and also equipment for selling herbs such as bottles, jerry cans, buckets, baskets of bamboo and others.
"Sri come with me!" said Bu Lik Sumilah who stepped her feet and was followed by Sri.
They're heading to the middle house.
"Sri, you slept with Minah in room number two!" said Bu Lik Sumilah who was standing in front of the room with the number 2.
"Yes Miss Lik!" said Sri.
"Tokk..tokk..tokk..! Minah, this is Miss Lik Sumi!" said Bu Lik Sumilah while typing the door of the room.
"Yes, one minute!" voice from inside the room.
"Simplified.klek..ceklek..!"
There was a woman who opened the door from the room in front of Sri and Sumilah.
"Mom Lik is home?" ask the woman who opened the door to room number two.
"Yes, and you will sleep together Sri ya!" said Bu Lik Sumilah while patting Sri's shoulder.
"I.iya Ms. Lik!" said the woman.
"Minah, this is Sri and Sri, this is Minah!" said Bu Lik Sumilah while introducing the two.
And the two became acquainted with each other by shaking each other's hands.
"Sri..!"
"Minah!"
"Sri, you go in and rest first. And start working tonight!" said Bu Lik Sumilah.
"Yes Bu Lik" replied Sri.
" And Minah, you'll tell me about the rules here!" said Bu Lik Sumilah.
"Yes Miss Lik!" answer Minah.
Bu Lik Sumilah then left the second house and headed to the main house.
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