
I noticed from afar a middle-aged man, his body was tall, brown skin was ripe, a thick mustache across, wearing a long-sleeved black shirt, peci and also sarongs.it looked sangar and serem, and, Similar Matt beken. Walk slowly forward the motor towards the terminal. Behind the Father's back, there is a beautiful view that cools the eyes, radiated dazzling glare. A beautiful girl with long hair unraveled in the tight wind of a fast passing tronton car.
-Where are you?I have arrived at the terminal
a message from Viska.
- In front of you, in the food stall "Mbadhog wareg"-
My reply was quick, when Viska saw me, I immediately waved my hand.
"Wooh! it looked fierce also this Mr. Viska" my inner being, as they entered the stall, then sat in front of me. I shake hands with prospective in-laws by putting on a cheerful face, even though the heart cries Gunda was out of breath, afraid and panicked if it is really beaten in the terminal.
"What do you want to eat, sir, Vis?" just polite.
"Ohhh, don't drink enough. Sweet warm esteh" always while smiling pretentiously familiar. I'm just dumbfounded. Where there is warm sweet esteh. Mumet didn't.
While enjoying a glass of esteh plus fried food that has been presented in front of us, you began to express the max. Deg-deg an dong me, cold sweat began to flow wet the armpits.
"Gini nak Pras, Mr. here there is a little need to be with you" he did not continue his speech.
"What do you need, sir?" I started to worry, afraid that later his father Viska talked about pregnancy. I was just waiting for an answer from Mr. Viska. I saw that He was also a bit agitated and confused to continue his talk. Kulirik Viska also kept silent and bowed her head down.
Well, my feelings are not good. I got a tonjok.
As a good and responsible man, I ventured to admit that, I am the father of the child Viska is born with.
"Yes sir, I already know the max of the coming of the Father, and I will-" I have not finished my talk.
"Ohhh, thank goodness if you already know son, you only need 400 thousand. Hahaha" he replied with a carefree laugh.
"Well!! four hundred grand?" I'm surprised the dumbass still doesn't understand.
"Yes son, I borrowed four hundred thousand"
"Ohh, it turns out the need to be in debt to?"
JEDDEERRRR, I pat my eel, I elus my chest is relieved.
"Why Nak Pras? later if Viska payday, your money will be behind it" he said a little lethargic.
"Oh it's okay sir, there's a pack, just relax" I replied sumringah, then I grabbed my wallet in the back pocket of the pants. I took out four hundred thousand pieces of money, then I handed them over to Mr. Viska. With a smile he received the money I offered.
"Finally thank you, Pras"
"yes sir it's okay" Kulirik Viska, and I rolled my eyes. He just smiled shyly.
"Yes yes son, I beg you to leave"
"yes sir, I also want to go to the sub-district, there needs to be a little" I replied lying. My heart cheered happily, finally my handsome face is not slapped.
Some days I got word from Viska, that she'd been on the moon. Not because of drinking the herbal medicine that I bought, but because it came out on its own aka come irregular months. Duh, confuse the uninvited guest himself, but always come every month. Just make a hanger.
Now we meet often, In addition to the tightening scene that we often do in the hotel, we also sometimes just a regular walk, because there is no money to make a check in. Yes itung-itung as a variation let's not be bored, I said one day. At first Viska did it by force, because she wanted to keep her promise to me. Now he asks himself to meet, just a road or snack.
Until one day my phone rings.
wing..wing.
I opened it and read the message.
I miss you, I don't know why I love you now
weeeh, lhis, what dream I had last night, now she dares to express her feelings. Without a second thought, my good nature came out. Uh, my buayaknya is out.
I miss you too, the same way you feel right now.
I don't know why, I feel uncertain, ever since I recognized you dear.
shadowed, your face in my eyes until touched by the beautiful taste in the heart.
I hope you understand how I feel, who now misses you.
Verily I have fallen in love, oh, beautiful when with you, do not waste my hopes and dreams
Sleret.I sent a message of seduction, a piece of Malaysian song. May she not know the verse of the song, and may it melt her heart with my spare change.
-Gombal
in response, I just smiled amusedly. I keep getting the message back.
-mukiyo
*flasback done*
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"gold, if there is money there is a kitchen and bathroom in renov, let it be clean and not rundown" said Fatimah, my wife.
"Yes brother, I won't hold on for a second. You keep the candles" I say relax.
"If you make a date with a girl there is money, but if you make the needs of the house say there is no"
"yes later do not find, who knows someone who threw his money in the street" reply still keep santuy.
"Mas, mas, the house is still not clear shape gini, you like to play girls continue, I am embarrassed to be made gossip of the neighbors"
my ears are getting hot, the saben of a wife's scolding.
"you're good at the hotel, while I'm at home, taking care of the child, nyuci, cooking" his grunts began to complain.
"yes means you are famous among celebrities, in fact you are in the neighboring gosipin to" I said.
Crepul-crepul, cigarette smoke I exhaled into the air, sinambi enjoying the babble of the wife.
"The neighbors are also on ngledekin, he said I'm now skinny dry, not to take care of"
"it's okay, what matters is all fat kids" I said again.
Sruuuppp, I sip coffee that starts to cool, then I suck my cigarette with pleasure.
"you were invited to talk can be serious no mas anyway?" the story while netekin my little daughter named Aini.
"May you, if I'm not serious, there's no way I'm marrying you to"
bekk, a small cloth throw right in my face, I picked it up and I noticed, it turns out that Aini's peed-up pants. Pantesan a little smell of pesing.
"gemes me, every time he is spoken to, he replies digress" he said furiously. I cleaned my face with the sarong I was wearing. I approached my wife, carrying the dirty Aini pants that had been thrown into my face.
"Dik, don't be rude to your husband, that sin. I also want to have a nice house, and have other luxury items. But it all takes money. What husband doesn't want to make his family happy! if you are despised, in the gujing, in the demeaning of the neighbors, not necessarily the life of the neighbors is better than ours. Just imagine and you see, are there any of our neighbors whose lives are as relaxing as yours? wake up as you like, momong also I help, most I leave work at nine and twelve o'clock at home, and momong again help you. Look at our neighbors, especially women from the morning there are workers and others no one is unemployed like you dik, you should be a lot grateful, our lives are better. What if we starve for neighbors? didn't you? what if our child is sick, a hobnobbing neighbor? not really, right? let's just say the neighbor's mouth is our motive. We are the wayin, the judging neighbor and the gosipin. It's normal" I said in a long way, my wife just silently listened.
"it's been there in Aini's kelonin room, it's replaced by my kelonin" I joke, I pinch my wife's pug nose. He stood up to my room and I lifted up my first son, the sleeping Ghibran beside where I was sitting, and I moved him to the room beside my wife. there are still traces of mats on the cheeks made to sleep earlier.
I went back to the living room, continued my activities, enjoyed a cup of coffee and took a sip of my favorite cigarette.
"It's true also my wife's words" I muttered to myself. I see my house is still very messy, the floor is still ground, the building is also still in the form of a red brick arrangement not yet in plaster.
Ting tung, Ting Tung. My phone is ringing.
- Mas I need help, in the park. hurry!-
A message from my men, which I told to be the security of the park area.
"What's wrong with Tomy, otherwise it's impossible for her to ask for help" I thought. I immediately took the motorbike in the trunk, immediately sliding after Tomy who was having problems.
continue to support my work and do not forget to follow yes brother, thanks.