Love and Last Memories

Chapter 420: Your spirit is my spirit as well

That morning, at what time, the Sultan and all his friends went to the front of the street to find food that could satiate their stomachs, but of course it was at a fairly cheap price, but with portions that can indeed spoil his stomach.

Incidentally there are ketoprak sellers who pass in front of them all, and then they also stop the growth rate of ketoprak sellers, because they want to buy the trade.

"Change, wait .. ," cried Alamsyah.

Instantly, the ketoprak seller stopped the speed of the wheel. He then pushed his robot to approach them all back there.

"Luckily, I'd like to order ten of his armpits, Bah, all made the same Bah, don't be too spicy okay," sultan said politely greeting the tough man while occasionally inviting him to talk.

Sultan was envious of the spirit he had, even though his age was not young anymore, but his spirit still accompanied his young soul.

He stood beside her and saw her making ketoprak for all his friends there. It seems that the ketoprak has its own recipe, so no wonder when he smelled it, the fragrance of simple food was already smelled very delicious.

"How long has it been selling ketoprak?" sultan asked him still using his low tone.

"Over the decades abah sold this ketoprak along with his late father abah first," replied the ketoprak seller very gently to the Sultan.

"I'm envious to see that you can still walk gallantly like this."

"Whatever the reason for the age of abah is no longer young Den, different things with the age of aden who is still young like this."

The Sultan held his shoulder and laughed along with him. He is a man who is always familiar with anyone, as long as someone feels comfortable when he really approaches him.

10 Ketoprak orders he made very quickly. The Sultan then told all his friends to take their own ketoprak order.

He did not want to trouble him, not because he was old, but the Sultan only wanted to see how barren their nature was, and how good they were all.

The Sultan ate a simple meal near the seller directly. The Sultan prefers to talk with him alone, and especially he seems very comfortable when he talks with the Sultan.

Who knows Sultan can get more lessons from him to follow his example, how he should have a hardworking nature like him.

"Well, do you use homemade recipes or buy? it feels different to me eating ketoprak made by someone other than abah, this is delicious Bah," Sultan said while judging that his homemade ketoprak was really good when he ate it.

"Thank you Den, I'm glad that someone likes this ketoprak," he smiled at the Sultan.

He thought, apparently there are still young people who want to talk with him. He felt that the Sultan was indeed a man who was easily familiar with whoever it was, and especially with people like him.

The Sultan and his friends had eaten the ketoprak until it was not left. He then asked the price of the ketoprak to him. And after he found out the price of the ketoprak was only 10 thousand, he also paid more money to him as a token of gratitude.

He also had asked the Sultan to wait for him because of the money he gave more than 10 thousand, but the Sultan immediately left while saying goodbye from a distance of the road, that the Sultan told him to keep it.

Meanwhile in the room kosan, where they are all waiting for the presence of Mr. Mukhsin, who, because he will invite them all to go to the place where they will all carry out their prakerin duties tomorrow.

Some of the cigarettes they've burned and they sucked deep. Being away from family is not an obstacle that they are worried about, and even they have been expecting this to happen from a very long time.

And of course they've all been filing it since they've set foot in 10th grade BCK.

"Tan, Mr Muh, have you not?" asked Azmi who was tired of waiting and wanted to leave immediately to visit the place.

"Not yet Mi, just wait a little while longer," replied the Sultan in brief and did not want to give much answer to him.

Dimas lay on the boarding floor while enjoying the breeze from the fan, while nature and her other subjects prefer to play online games.

Azmi and Sultan sat outside the room still enjoying cigarettes in the morning which began to change that time.

At about 10 o'clock, Mr. Muxin called the Sultan and told him to meet him in front of the street.

The Sultan immediately called all his friends so that they could follow him to meet him in front of the road there.

It was a bad time for the Sultan, who when he was about to approach his teacher, Rere called him instead.

The Sultan ignored him for a moment, until the time was really a little conditioned. And anyway he thought, why Rere always comes at a time when he does not allow him to talk with him.

"This is bego! why did he just call me, when this morning there was a longer time, but why did he like to call me at a time like this?" he said in his heart while putting his phone back in his pants pocket.

Rere exclaimed in annoyance, beginning to suspect the Sultan, but he did not want to ask much, and he should be able to keep his jealousy for the good of the Sultan as well.

"Your custom is mah dah Sultan! do you have a minute for me, hmm? hold Re, do not be angry, maybe he had a meeting with Mr. Mukhsin," Rere said in his heart, but now he was confusing the Sultan's behavior, he said, who now often disappeared without giving a news first to him.

Sultan along with all his friends began to enter the car that Mr. Mukhsin was driving, he drove his car while telling a short history about the Company.

All of them could only listen to him without refuting him. And he said that this is the first day for Mr. Mukhsin to make a joint agreement with HRD in his company.

Therefore, Mr. Mukhsin ordered all his children to keep the good name of his school so that other classmates could do PKL there as well.

Their real purpose is not to carry out the prakerinnya in the Company, but they will all carry out the prakerin in Banten, namely in the Merah Putih Cement Company, not but in Pt. Prima Component Indonesia.

Maybe it was the destiny that God had given, so that they could map their history back in school, that SMKN 4 Sukabumi City had stepped in and studied there.