Jum Wo Ai Ni

Jum Wo Ai Ni
Heru Prasetyo



"You!"


"Yes me." The man smiled very broadly.


"Jeez, this is really you. Kok ya handsome really, different from the time SD used to be," said Juminten, he was still amazed at disbelief.


"It was then, now it's different. But you haven't changed, just add it."


"Add what?"


"It's more beautiful." A successful word makes Juminten shy conch.


The man again smiled seeing Juminten's cheeks blushing red. Today he was really lucky, being able to meet his childhood friend and love.


"Isok ae." [It could be."] Juminten hit the man's arm strongly.


"Adoh Cumcum, sick tau!" squeal the strong-bodied man. He grimaced as he rubbed the former Juminten punch, for the size of Juminten energy woman is quite large.


"Hehehehe ... By the way why are you here?"


"I'm assigned here" he replied. Juminten's tiny mouth was O ria.


"There yok, to suwen in kum ko sikil ku ranggen." [There yok, later on soak my feet hit by water fleas." ]


The man pulled Juminten by the hand, taking him away from the beach. A small stall selling young coconuts became their destination.


"Coconut milk two," the man said.


"Yes, please wait a minute." The man nodded, still holding the woman's hand.


He brought Juminten to sit on a tree that had fallen, or indeed deliberately placed there. Juminten pulled his hand from the man's grasp, the man smiled then sat down next to Juminten.


"I was confused to know when you suddenly moved, I took nyamperin to your Mbah home, you know," said Juminten with a straight look towards the sea.


The male's heart was flowering, hearing Juminten looking for him. Yeah, they were friends in SD. At that time Juminten was 3rd class while the man was already 6th class. However, because their body size is almost the same Juminten does not call cak or mas, he only calls Heru.


Heru Prasetyo, a man who used to be small, wears thick glasses and a school hat that is worn upside down. Now, it turned into a tall and handsome figure. The man stared intensely at the sweet lady sitting beside him, unaware of the silver-colored ring that coiled around the woman's ring finger.


"Are you really looking for me, Cum?" Juminten turned his head, he looked at Heru with a mouthful of five centi manyun.


"Yes yes, if you do not believe you can ask Mbah bejo. You know my friend climbing guava sir RT, there is no you I so never climb again, no one supervise the situation," Juminten said reminiscing about their past.


"Yes, Kirain is worried about me. It turns out you just want to invite me to help guava." he said with a disappointed look.


"Excuse me this is his dark water." the seller gave him two coconuts already in the hole and was given a straw.


"Thank you, sir" said Juminten. The middle-aged man smiled with a slight showing of his head.


"Hahaha .. That's it, I'm worried. You don't go to school for a week, nothing. Where were you at that time?" juminten asked seriously.


Heru let out a long sigh, his clear eyes staring far away. Juminten carefully awaits the story of Heru while enjoying his coconut water, honestly he was curious where Heru had gone all this time.


"I was picked up by papa, forced to follow him. Even though I refused, Papa Sama Mbah even had a fight. I had to come because I could not bear Mbah being yelled at by Papa."


Juminten patted his little friend's shoulder. Heru turned his head, smiling bitterly in light of his dark childhood.


"Her patience, but what now? You still coming with your Papa?" Heru.


"I'm free now, live what I want."


"Good, I'm glad to see you're as happy as you are."


My happiness is incomplete without you Cumcum.


Heru did put his heart on Juminten. He used to consider Juminten his best friend, but the more he grew up Heru realized that he liked Juminten. The sweet girl who had the mole was always seductive in Heru's dreams.


Once he visited his Grandfather's house, hoping to see Juminten again. Unfortunately, the Juminten family has moved. Heru also lost track of Juminten.


"Heh, howdy, eat yuk laper."


Sroots


Juminten sucked out his coconut water, until it was gone unceremonious. Heru immediately spent hers, then paid.


The two also walked down the beach at their feet***g, looking for a lunch menu that would fill their hulls.


Meanwhile on another beach in Bali. Dylan walks with his girlfriend, Jessica. Yes, the woman did not want to miss the opportunity to shop in Bali. He even died his job in Bandung.


"Honey I want it dong," he whined spoiledly.


"Emh ... Do you really need that?"


"What the hell, if you don't want to buy by talking directly," said Jessica with a high tone.


"Jessica, keep your voice down." Dylan turned to the left, some of the branded outlet visitors were looking at him.


"Why embarrassed? nyesel I followed you here. Do you know, I'm willing to leave work for you! but you're the same as me, hiks ..."


Jessica's crocodile tears began to break apart, making Dylan unable to bear to see her. Especially when they are in the crowd, Dylan is getting all wrong.


"Ok ok sorry. Thank you for taking the time out for us, don't cry anymore." Dylan tightly hugged the red-painted haired girl.


Jessica grinned in Dylan's arms. He knew this nurse would never fail, the slender man had a soft heart and was easily touched.


"That's your excuse, I'll be sad."


"Yes ..iya sorry." Dylan rubbed Jessica's hair with a pity.


The woman with the thick make-up pulled herself slightly away.


"But buy that." The eyes that were wearing anti-tsunami eyelashes were blinking spoiled.


Dylan nodded in agreement, as soon as the woman rushed to the thing she wanted. I don't know where that sad face went.


After shopping, Dylan drove Jessica to the airport. Jessica has to go to Jakarta for a photo shoot tomorrow, whether it's true or not she's the only one who knows.


Dusk began to greet, Juminten returned to the villa with Heru. He told Mr. Abib to return to the villa first, he could not bear if the middle-aged man waited too long.


Heru's black-colored car, started to enter the villa's courtyard. An oriental-faced man greeted them with a sharp, razor-sharp look.