Maidatul Khan's
Chapter 28: Gang 3
Do you think going to a party doesn't need a new dress?
Datul was almost half-stressed to death at the thought of that. Not added how later he covered the pimples on his face. Alamak, where Hamam ngancem does not want to be friends. Losing that handsome friend to Datul Kayak would lose the treasure. Although never at all found treasure Karun anyway.
Therefore, Datul did not think twice when invited his friend to work in a food stall. I don't know if later asked to be a dishwasher is okay, the important thing is wages to buy a new dress.
Her name is Siti, a friend of Datul High School who is equally as lucky because they have not got a job since graduating from school.
"Siti, which side is the stall?"
Datul was getting tired, the sun was also participating to make Datul who was walking, sweating as well. I use a lot of perfume.
"I also do not know for sure, if you see from the address, it is not far from here huh"
There was one thing that stuck in Datul's mind since then. "I did not see any stalls, even from earlier there were only houses with strange pictures. So then, why do we all pass people concerned anyway?"
"It may be that for them the pictures are art, or this alley will be made like a rainbow village using the concept of the mural, if the people on the mural may be because we are beautiful" answer Siti plain. Both have minimal experience.
Beautiful in the view from the end of the ale-ale straw? Datul sneered, then asked again.
"Oh yeah, what's the salary for UMR? just found out that I work in food stalls there are those who dare a salary that big"
"Yaaa, the mother who has a stall actually said that's kog, it was already a phone call"
Maybe Siti understood that Datul was worried, again the girl tried to convince Datul.
"Don't worry, if it's not suitable to just go home, it's important we see the work first"
They're walking into that alley. The more entering, the row of houses lined up increasingly dense only. In Datul's shadow, maybe the food stall was big enough that even a big salary offer was impossible.
"Where is the stall, lest we stray"
"You called that mother again"
"It's me calling, I hope the pulse is enough,"
Siti deals one number, profit instantly in the lift.
"Hallo MAK, THIS IS ME ALREADY IN GANG THREE, WHICH SHOP IS IT???"
Datul said Siti, her mouth was protesting because Siti called in a loud tone. Siti did not budge, still talking loudly until the veins on her neck were visible.
"KOWE NANG NDI?!" (where are you)
It turns out that the one on the phone is the same. Datul who became their listeners talk tired himself.
"GET IN THIS ALLEY!"
"HLAYO ANCER - CANCER MU NANG NDI!" (where are you)
Siti scanned around, no address board or building name means there. Yes already the one in Siti's eyes striking she mentioned.
"NEAR THE TWO-STOREY HOUSE, PINK, THERE IS A PICTURE OF BARBIE, THERE CONTINUES TO BE WRITING, Eeuumm... BARBIE'S HOUSE..."
There is no word from across. Even the sound of brebek-brebek is not clear.
"MAMA, DID YOU HEAR ME???"
"YO!!! CREW!!! WES CEDAK KUI, MLAKU STRAIGHT CITIK, TEROS NGULON, TAK ADANG NANG NGAREP KIE" (Listen, it's close, straight path a little, continue west, don't wait ahead)
"O... YEP, YEAH... WE GO AGAIN" Siti'S end.
"Say Mak e, we just keep turning west a little, wait, come on!'
"Thank God it's close"
In his heart the two were excited again. Their hopes are huge. Two and a half years unemployed, not only a matter of no income, but also full of the sneers of relatives or neighbors julid.
While walking Datul squeaked. "Siti, that's Barbie's house means selling Barbie dolls, right?"
"If I had the money, if I wanted to buy Barbie dolls for ponakan, buy it there maybe more murce"
"Yes kali." reply Siti briefly.
Just turning west they have been greeted by a wave of the hands of thick-bodied mothers with bright red hair.
Datul gulps. In his mind mothers with such appearances seem fierce and chatty. Terrible, could-can every day Datul eat ati further bronchitis.
They also approached. In both minds there may be the same question mark. Where's the food stall? Why just a blue tent?
Additional information, this Siti met the red-haired stocky woman yesterday while riding the busway. Keep chatting briefly at the end with a job offer at the stall with lucrative wages. But if the stall was just that kind of tent. Cook yes the mother can teach UMR, for two more people.
They greeted the mother and then sat on a long bench in front of the stall.
"Meh ngombe opo tak gawekno" (want to drink what not to make)
"Ga bother Mak, this knows my friend, his name is Datul" Datul nodded politely.
"Messel must, mlakune rene rodo adoh yo" (must be, the way here is a bit far)
"Lumayan Mak, we just entered here this time, like the population is quite dense yes Mak, but the houses look quiet, there are people hanging out just a few of them just right in front of there" Datul let Siti do the talking. He became a follower as usual.
"Come on, kene rame nak bengi, wes do kesel liter bengi, yur yahene wayahe do turu leren, kesel nak mekangkang" (Yes, here it's crowded if the night, already tired of staying up, stay up late, so it's time for bed rest, tired mekangkang)
Sek, Datul digested Mak e's last words. The mekangkang? What kind of job is that?
"Hlah, what sale is Mekangkang? sahut Siti represents the mind of Datul.
The mother even laughed. "Haha...Dodol apems!"
Datul imagines selling apem while mekangkang. Pantes tired! Why don't they sell while sitting down?
"Piye gelem kerjo nang kene? Died in the afternoon behind bengi.. rame warungku iki sampe jam loro isuk, sometimes until the hour papat Yo seh ngedoli wedang" (Where do you want to work here? leaving in the afternoon home at night. crowded stalls I'm here, at two in the morning, sometimes until four o'clock ya still buy a drink).
"Pulange malem what time is Mak?"
"easy to mengko kui, delok sikon, important gajine gede nak crewmu pinter nyambi"
"Your girl will fuck UMR, wes anyway percoyo"
Datul and Siti grimaced. Increasingly doubtful. Although innocent but the name of a human must have a hunch when in the danger zone.
"Sir, what does nyambi mean? we work in a stall usually help, if asked to cook pyambi sorry can't?"
"Ora-orah! you cheladeni wae nang ngarep, ono dewe kitchen business" (No, you just serve in front of the kitchen business there later)
"But, koncomu kui facie Kon ndempul sing kandel, acne severe yo" (your friend told distinguish the thick, severe acne yes)
Datul aghast, sales at the stalls should look beautiful too huh?
"Where's Tul, take this?" whisky Siti.
"My song, kayane Mr. ga will not ngijini if the return sampe malem, not to mention if asked until two in the morning, I could follow in the fry with his crackers, Sit"
"Hmm.. I also, where if I get a baduren night breeze I like to relapse suddenly, can scratch all my body catfish"
"Piye? the gelem?"
"Diamond.. eummm...."
Datul and Siti looked at each other. I want to be sad but not good at it too.
Seriate....
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Where the hell are they? my kog even the ketar-ketir 😁
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