My Secret Bodyguard's
Section 47 Jengkol vs Petai
Sunday morning, Dale was already hanging out at the gate, waiting for Andrea who was wearing shoes.
The plan is they want to run. Who first reaches the gate of housing, can duren montong.
“Come on, Neng. I no longer want to eat duren montong.”
“The song, kayak can run only,” ledek Andrea.
“Do not weaken the crumbs, Neng. Look, I was once a running champion in my country.”
“What run? Running from reality?”
“From the pursuit of the army, hehe .. the last one was saved by his grandfather Neng.”
“Hahaha, recalcitrant anyway?”
“I don't want to be put in a instigator group, I want to be a helper.”
“Weiiss, steady, have principle."
“All you want to test the strength, yesterday just ate jengkol much more.” Dale showed me his arm.
“Assalamualaikum.” Greetings Bi Cicih from outside the fence, surprising Dale who is still stomping his biceps. “Neng want to jog?”
“Iya, Bi, come in! Bring what it is, Bi?” Andrea was also shocked to see Bi Cicih as if carrying a bunch of green snakes.
“Taraaaa ..” Bi Cicih brandished the green snake he was carrying.
Dale jumped up, clamped on the mango tree, then darted away.
“Hmmmpph ...” Andrea held back a laugh seeing Dale flirt as Bi Cicih pointed a few petai boards at her.
“This aunt brought pete, happened to be a tree near the house is bearing much fruit, Neng.”
“Wahh, but I don't like petai, Bi.”
Andrea dyed towards Dale's run.
“Masa? I like it?”
“Ngga knows, Aunty just take it inside.”
“OK, Neng. Mom already left?”
“Have, this morning. I jog first yes, Bi.”
“Iya, Neng.” Bi Cicih in.
Andrea starts to run, passing block after block of housing that is still quiet, while looking for Dale.
On the front block, right in front of a skewer house Andrea saw Dale was hanging on a cherry tree.
A vegetable wagon was underneath, blocking the sleepy vegetable maker with his back propped up on the tree. He was shocked to find Andrea there.
Andrea pretended to observe the cherry.
“Search for cherry, Neng?” ask the vegetable maker while cleaning the cane.
“Iya, Mang. Why sleep here?”
“Perum is still quiet, Mothers are not yet awake.”
“Be careful, Mang, says the cherry tree people many waiters.”
“Indeed right, Neng, this is the waiter.” The greengrocer pointed at himself while chuckling, laughing at Andrea's words.
Dale smiled sneered, he was throwing a vegetable with a cherry. "So brave," he murmured.
Yoke!
"Ouch!" The vegetable man looked up. “It's mature like it is,” said.
Yoke!
Yoke!!
“Aduh!” shouted again. This time he was a little shivering. “Already ah, want to ngider,” he continued. He pushed his wagon quickly.
Andrea grinned to see the greengrocer on Dale's prank.
“Feel, already spelled out, don't believe.”
After the greengrocer left, Andrea waved her hand telling Dale to come down.
“You're afraid of petai?”
“That's my enemy.” Dale grimacing.
“But same jengkol likes.”
“Not like, it's stamina enhancer, Neng. A kind of vitamin when strength is drained. If pete, it could even weaken my strength.”
“Ooh, yes we are, we are racing right? Change costumes oruh, jogging time wear school uniform.”
“OK!” Dale immediately changed clothes. Following Andrea's makeup.
“Don't wear pink bandana too times, you're a guy.”
They started running. Andrea was running at a constant speed, the movements of her horsetail hair were also rhythmic the same.
While Dale ran like a cat chasing a dragonfly, intermittently silent, then moved again. His knees suddenly went limp.
Andrea did not hold back amusedly seeing Dale lag behind. “Says champion run.”
“This seems to be because of pete earlier.”
“Don't blame the petai, just because you're his friend!” Andrea laughed loudly.
Dale, the lethargic one. “You're really limp?”
“Iya, Neng.”
“Ya already, rest first.”
They were looking for a good place to rest.
“Today you don't need to follow Mom.”
“Why?” Dale asked with a dull breath.
“Ngga nothing, these few days he's okay right?”
“Yes, he's fine, Neng.”
“I've started to accept kok, if Mom wants to marry again.” Andrea spoke as she stretched out her arms several times and breathed out.
“Iya atuh, everywhere is also a child who must obey parents. Indeed Neng can prevent Mother if you want to marry again? He is a parent.” Dale was getting bored, even though he was just walking.
“Iya, hopefully my stepfather candidate is as good as Dad.”
“Neng is sure you want to have a stepfather.”
“Yes too anyway, not necessarily.”
Dale stopped, he bent down, his hands holding increasingly limp knees. “Capek, Neng,” said.
Andrea stopped, looking at the exhausted Dale. “New run just suck, the habit of milling anyway.”
“Neng forgot yes, I just met pete.”
“Iya, continues? Want to find a jengkol first?"
“Iya, I have to find the jengkol again. Is there anything I can stay?"
At the security guard post, they stopped, straightened their legs and wiped away sweat.
“Ngga. You will go to the clinic again. This afternoon Ren went there. She said her mother asked her to go there. How to know Ren needs help. You're great, Dal. Ren's mother gradually improved, already willing to talk to Ren and his papa. How the hell is it?”
“Ah, I just talk from heart to heart. All this time, Ms. Aini needs support. It needs a man who listens to his outpouring, not one who always denies it."
Andrea nodded. “It could be anyway, Ren and his papa are too forcing Aunt Aini to forget Marvel.”
“Well, that's what makes Bu Aini such unsupported, whereas if from the beginning they obey and understand his feelings, it will not be as heavy as his depression. I didn't come as a Marvel doang, really, Neng. Sometimes Ren, sometimes he's his papa. In a day it could be how many times I go there.”
“So?”
“Yes, let Bu Aini feel always supported and cared for.”
Andrea was moved by Dale's efforts, he was completely reliable.
"Aaaah, Dale, you're the best." Andrea held up her thumb.
“Nation sit, Neng?” suddenly the rice man sat down and kept his wares near Andrea. The aroma of nasi and other side dishes rippled, including jengkol stew.
“Wahh, there are jengkol stews. You want, Dal?” andrea accidentally offers Dale.
The rice-smoker looked at him in wonder.
“Ngga, Neng. Jengkol for me is not a mature jengkol, but jengkol picked directly from the tree. If the jengkol ripen later pee I smell.”
Andrea laughs. “A raw one doesn't smell? Same time.”
The rice-smoker was astonished to see Andrea laughing. He closed his wares again, then left in a hurry.
“Eh, Bi! Wanna go where? I want to buy rice, ” cried Andrea. The rice-smoker didn't want to hear, he kept walking fast.
“Maybe he thinks there's a new madman.” Dale laughs.
Andrea just realized, the sitter thought he was talking to himself.
“Padahatan tuh breakfast rice uduk hot, same egg balado and tempe oreg.” Andrea gulped. His stomach began to sound, like a kukuruyuk sound.
“I look for breakfast to the big road only, you directly find jengkol!” continued.
Dale nodded “Iya, Neng, I jogged him into the forest only,” he said as he bolted.
“Eh, good at it, it's not a jog!” Andrea yells. "Don't forget to bring duren montong! You lost run." he shouted again.
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