LITERACY
PART 44'S
Arka and Delan arrived at Agatha's house almost simultaneously. Indeed, after the final lesson bell rang, the three rushed to their respective destinations and could not turn back together.
Arka busy basketball practice, Delan is busy completing Mading because tomorrow the schedule has to be updated. As for Agatha, actually the girl was not busy enough, but since today her house will be the arrival of a special guest, so she has to prepare in advance.
"Sore bang," said Arka to Mahardika who happened to be relaxing on the porch of the house.
"Who said this is morning, Ka?" reply Mahardika with a super annoying look for Arka.
"Cih, in baikin wrong, in jahilin also wrong." grumbled Arka.
"The Esa's there, Bang?" asked Delan who immediately took a sitting position next to Mahardika.
"So, just entered briefly, he said take what it is not know me his name. Any promises?" mahardika asked casually, inversely proportional when talking to Arka.
"Eh, bang. When are we going to play basketball again?" ask Arka.
"My males, Lo play it suck." said Mahardika.
"Daddy, suck. Lo haven't seen my skills now," Arka's murmur did not accept anyone underestimating him.
Five minutes later, Mahesa appeared from inside with a laptop in her right hand and a cake jar in her left.
"Eh, is it old Lan?" mahesa asked as soon as she saw that Arka and Delan were joking with Mahardika on the terrace.
"Neither mas, just nyampe." Sahut Delan kalem hotel.
"Well, this time you make cakes what else mas?" ask Arka pleasantries, then without shame directly plucked the pieces of cake in the jar Mahesa. They are indeed happy to gather in agatha houses like this, in addition to shade because there are always good foods made by Agatha's mother. Arka and Delan can also chat about various things with Agatha's sisters.
"Kue mother emang never failed to taste, mantul" said Arka on the sidelines of his kunyahan.
"Based on the burden, dateng-dateng knownya humpang eat Mulu." said Mahardika, but not Arka name if he cares.
"Udah, this is a bang. After all the mother always makes a lot of kok," lerai Mahesa who is sure if not immediately stopped both will end long because of the stubborn nature of both.
Arka sneers triumphantly at bela by
"Eh, bang." call Arka after a moment of silence.
Not intending to reply, Mahardika only answered through the glances of her eyes.
"Gue has a question, it's important" said Arka with a serious mimic.
"What questions?" asked Mahardika who seemed to be taking her seriously to pay attention.
"Later if for example Lo dies, Lo want to be buried or in gradasiin?"
Arka nodded.
"Kalo Lo mas, want to be buried or in a gradation like bang Dika?"
Mahesa and Delan who were busy discussing something on his laptop also shifted his focus to Arka and Mahardika.
"Where, what was that question?"
"Amit-amit is this, but for example, suppose yes, tomorrow mas die, the mas want to be buried aja or in a gradation like bang Dika?" ask Arka again.
"What gradation is it, Ka?" the brain of genius Mahesa suddenly digresses if it has met Arka.
"That's loh mas, if we die and the body is burned to ashes, and the ashes in taro dalem tong so that it can be taken anywhere" explained Arka.
"Ohh, what does fermentation mean?" Mahesa nodded as if her answer was correct.
"Fermentation, tape times mas." hit Delan while chuckling at the end of his sentence.
"Keep what dong?" ask them compact.
"Cremacy" replied Delan.
"Well that's what I meant earlier, deliberately diplesetin bit so that you can see Lo in what focus you have," said Arka.
"It could have been Lo cebong aer," said Mahardika upset and threw some pea seeds at Arka because he did not want to admit frankly his ignorance about the cremation.
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