Maidatul Khan's

Chapter 59: Ridiculous

Maybe this is the second time Datul made Mr. Farkhan's eyes glazed over. First when he got a job at SPBU and today when one motorbike is still wrapped in clear plastic it is hanging in the living room of their house.

"Father is proud of you Tul"

Jeez, even though Datul only bought a new motorbike, it has not perfected the name of the nation, it is also still nyicil pay. But the father had said something too dramatic for Datul. Inner Datul so flushed. How useless he has been this whole time.

"Tomorrow to make Tul rice, to the neighbors"

"But tomorrow Datul is still working sir"

"Oh yes ding," Mr. Farkhan was silent as if thinking for a second.

"then go to Minem"

Mbak Minem is selling ice next to Datul's house. Ah Datul forgot, there did take orders as well.

"May sir, Datul itung first our neighbor how many"

"Just the threat from the end of the alley to the end of the west alley there must be given all Tul"

Datul grimacing. I don't know how much money I have left in my wallet. Can not be loved by a kind neighbor, who likes julidun at skip. Hihi. which there later Mr. even a lecture. Auto search for the debt.

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The next afternoon, Datul distributed rice as a holiday tradition in his village. It is said that if it has not been bancaa'i when buying a new motorbike, it could be wretched or at least fall and the motor is chafed. If his destiny falls, he falls. But it's okay, the name is good tradition, consider alms, later if not lived even in neighboring ghibahin, it's not so good in the ears.

"Wah Mbak Datul new bike cie. sometime bonceng is Mbak"

That's Datul's good-natured, toothless cousin Zida. His teeth were white, though his skin was thin. Datul grinned until his eyes were in line.

"Did you dare meet the angel Izrail emang?"

Zida's clenched Datul's shoulder. "I'm not saying it, Ma'am"

"Hahaha, it's over, I'm still riding the bike amateurs,"

Datul stopped laughing as one of his other cousins approached. Remember Ella uler keket? His person.

"That's happy he can already credit the motorbike"

"The brand is if I am not level yes, but it is suitable if Datul Mbak who bought, cheap anyway"

"Dih Mbak Ella, shirk kali ya... shirk boss?! say dong.. papale, papale paaaleee..."

Datul just let Zida and Ella jambak-jambukan. It's too tiring to serve Ella's mouth. Datul returned to work directly for rice wrap. Has not had time to fill the stomach or straighten his legs to rest.

Hufftttt. Okay Datul accept, wide ass even bahenol. Hihah....

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There should be a lot of practice on the road. Minimal street alley village.

Datul recalls a message from his great tutor. Hamam Amirul Mukminin's. So now he's telling me he wants to buy a sanitary pad at the stall. Because he wanted to test ride the motorbike, as a result he looked for a stall that was a little far away. In the next residential alley.

"SNOW!"

Call one of the girl's neighbors. Datul did not dare to look at the goods for a second. Afraid of the ozeng continued to fall into the gutter. Let it be considered arrogant. In fact, he himself felt like a copet pig that could not look back on the road.

Meanwhile Mas Hamam was busy at the health center where he did research. Today's agenda is to share questions about public health services in general. He should be done with that one. But because the answers were empty yesterday, Mas Hamam was forced to repeat again from the beginning.

Mas Hamam's phone in his pocket felt vibrating. He stopped distributing the sheets of paper and walked away, looking for a corner so as not to disturb the others. Moreover, loudspeakers were heard buzzing in the ear many times, when the registration officer called the next patient's name.

"Hiya Hello..."

"What's? graze people?"

"Kog can?"

"Okay, I went there directly, in the housing near our village right?"

"Okay, okay Sadewa gang"

Mas Hamam hastily left the public health centre. That's a phone from Datul. The girl sounded extremely panicked. Mas Hamam who feels like he is a teacher Datul would not want to be responsible for his students who he considers stupid.

Twenty minutes later, Mas Hamam found Datul sitting on the ground. That girl looks fucked. Her knee-length pants are dirty there's a dirt stain. His feet are straight with flip-flops broken one. Above the left temple Datul is also plaster attached. Mas Hamam is still confused. While beside him was an old man whose hair was full of gray. Then where's the guy in Datul's drag? Did Datul get hurt by falling?

"Jeez, Datul, your bike is fine, right?"

"Is there anything that's abrasive on the bike?"

Not angry because what was asked first was the bike, Datul even grumbled. "Yah Mas Alhamdulillah very much his motorbike is not why, I was also stubbornly afraid of the motor is scuffed, not yet started nyicil"

They fit in this.

"Where does the man you're dragging? taken to the hospital?" Datul has not been able to answer let alone storytelling.

"Khem...! Mas, I'm the one who's in this Mbaknya's drag"

"Eh..." Hamam. Old man full gray as beautiful as once, even more angry Datul.

Because it was old Mas Hamam corrected his call. "So, what's sick? anything abrasive? or is the bone cracked?"

"Send, ndak! I'm fine kog. Precisely the injured Mbaknya like, try to check him first" Mbah old look worried to Datul.

This is Mas Hamam more confused, who hit, whose victims? Absurd all. "What's really wrong with why?"

"I told you popo, just a little surprised earlier"

"Oh... Mbah I'm sorry for my friend's mistake, he was careless, maybe Mbah wants to be brought home, let me take a friend"

"Bah rumae wong situ tok le, already Mbah want to pee this, you take care of him, from earlier do not want to wake up"

Mas Hamam immediately took out his wallet. Pull one red note from there. "Instead, this is a strap of love for a massage maybe there is a sore leg or his hand maybe"

But the truth is that money was also received. Pinter euyyy. Hamam ikhlas kog suwer! that money is still a little on appeal Datul later reported by the police if the victim does not receive.

"Bah, I apologize once again" said Datul still in the same position.

Old Mbah who has pocketed red money feels like a young person. "Have nok, tomorrow through here again huh... hehe..."

The wind never changed. Mayan a hundred thousand can buy coffee a month.

Then the old Mbah sauntered away from Mas Hamam and Datul who gawked with their mouths open. Good thing there are flies through them already mingkem.

"Udah Tul, when do you want to suck there huh? wonder me!"

Datul even squeezed his stomach while grimacing. From his feet he saw fresh blood flowing. Mas Hamam was wide-eyed.

"What are you? why is there blood there?"

"Where, where's it hurt? you can move your legs, right? try it on gerakin!" Mas Hamam's voice sounded panicked. Afraid that Datul's leg might be broken.

"Hush! diem Mas's! I'm not okay, I just can't stand right now"

"I help you stand up or I'm taking us to the hospital right now!"

"Know that money was mending for you to seek treatment,"

"Calculated. People have been given to their father"

"Judgingly, Mbah was even excited which is hoping tomorrow in your drag again"

Datul grimaced again as his stomach felt in the squeeze. "Mas. auchhhh.. syakitt!"

Mas Hamam was already crouching, "Let me carry"

"No, I really am..."

"I-i"

"Why you?"

"It's not blood wounds, really,"

"But menstrual blood, hehe. I leaked Mas, was a plan to buy pampers"

Mas Hamam is broken. Half dead he's worried. Datul this is mengeprank or how the hell.

"Astaghfirullah, forgive your servant's sin, O Allah,"

"Heh, Datul mentul-mentul! bad luck, I've been hanging from earlier, it turns out that even the idea of dirty blood, ckk!"

"Yes maap"

"Then the quarry wakes up, why is your temple?"

"If this acne scars erupted last night Mas," very lightly Datul by the way, whereas in the thought of Mas Hamam Datul templenya nyium asphalt.

"Mas I'm T, ashamed to stand up, ashamed at seeing people"

"Otherwise it's a T? speaking of which, you've made me 100k tombok"

"Break it! just think about it!"

"Yes, he is standing still!"

Datul tired standing, in addition to his stomach cramps on the first day of kayak gini, he was also uncomfortable himself. Not knowing what his pants were, the kayak kebols sitting on a rocking eek were possible.

Without Datul prediction, Mas Hamam released the chocolate hoodie that Datul recently saw in using Mas Hamam. Then painstakingly tied the hoodie around Datul's hip.

"Eh Mas, it's dirty" Datul Mleoot again.

"Udah don't have to be a pussy. The important thing is to close first, besides you this mens what a miscarriage anyway! can deres gini to luber-luber"

"Mas's mouth! in your hamili I have never been kog, even accused of miscarriage"

"Your mouth Tul!"

"Haha..."

Then they laughed together. Mas Hamam got Datul the way to his bike. He will take Datul home first with his bike, while Mas Hamam's cool bike is placed on the side of the road. Safe.

"Thank you Hamam, you're the best!"

"Don't ride a motorcycle!"

"Not going to be kapok, anyways I should have not ration earlier, yesterday was already a joke"

"Chose, your fate is always bad!" the Ejek Mas Hamam. Datul sneered in his heart.

Yes, I used to feel that way, but since I knew Mas Hamam, I don't seem to know him anymore. Hamam is my luck.

"Thank you, my hoodie, I'll return it tomorrow if I don't wash it"

"Not to be returned, even if I just bought it last week,"

Datul is lucky again.

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