Not as Beautiful as Angan

Meet old friends

With in between by Jati sir using his motorbike, Cempakapun went to Ujung village, the village where his beloved friend used to live during school.

After going around asking questions here and there, Cempaka finally found the address of his best friend's house.

Rose still lives there with her parents.

"Assynoltom..." Said Cempaka, after arriving in front of the house shown by a young mother of her neighbor Rose.

"Thank you mbak, have delivered us" said Mr. Jati.

"Together sir, I excuse you Assalamualaikuum" said the young mother, leaving us both in front of my friend's house.

"Waalaikum... "The answer from inside the house painted green apples.

"Simplek!..." I heard the sound of the door opening.

And, a young woman in pure white appeared from behind the door. Not wrong again, he is Rose, his friend Cempaka, his old friend during school at SPG.

"Cempaka?... You're Cempaka, right?" Excited excitement.

He immediately approached us who were standing at the end of the porch of his house.

"Yes I'm Cempaka, how are you ? I miss once" cried Cempaka as he poured into his arms Rose, his best friend.

"What wind brought you here?... How areyou?... Did you come to see me on purpose, or... You just stopped by?" Cercar with a few questions.

"One-one dong asked her. Which question should I answer first?..." Cempaka

he opened his eyes to his friend.

"I saw you in front of me" he said, grinning the horse. It is characteristic to feel guilty.

"It is definitely not a hurricane nor is it a wind*****pile.

I say, Thank God, you are as good as you can see. And also I came here on purpose, to your house, not just stop by. But... I want to

stay in your house, that too if you allow it. Hows it?... Are you satisfied with my answer?" Cempaka with a long length.

"Is that what you're saying?

You want to stay at my house?" The rose was so bright after hearing the answer from his best friend.

"Who met a friend, to forget his own father, to forget the same who nganterin" Mr. Jati teased his son while showing a sullen face.

"Huh!... Astaghfirulahaladzii...

Oh Allah... Forgive me father, I forgot, so happy to meet this friend of mine" Cempaka immediately let go of his embrace Rose, and immediately approached his parents.

Roses also immediately follow Cempaka, approaching Jati sir.

"I asked ma'af sir, I didn't

care about father. How is it, sir?... " Say the Rose while shaking his hand, Mr. Teak. He seems to feel guilty.

"Nothing... You also understand. You're just kidding. How's your mother's father?" Mr. Jati smiled at the guilt-ridden behavior of the Rose.

"Alhamdulillah.... Same mom is healthy. Come sir, please come in, let's just talk inside" said the Rose, as if to atone for her guilt.

"I don't think you're gonna tell

we go in" said Cempaka as he pinched his best friend's nose.

"You!..." The rose swerved while pulling the hand of her best friend.

They followed his best friend's steps, entering his beautiful home.

"There is a guest apparently" said his mother Rose as she sat in front of her guest.

"This is Rose's best friend in time, and this is his father. Mamah reminded me of the time there were three friends of the Rose who had never done schoolwork and rapped here?... Nah!... This is one of them" Rose explained to her mother.

"Oohs... Da... My mom remembered "

He looked at Cempaka.

"Look, ma'am, we came here to bother the family here. Previously we asked ma'af. Because it does not give news first" said Pak Jati.

"What's troublesome?" Rose's mother asked not to understand.

"You're assigned here?... Then you're gonna stay at my house for a week?... Is that so sir?... Cempaka really is that right?" The rose immediately nyerocos again so happy.

"That's also if you don't mind...

And, if not make a family hassle here" said Cempaka.

"Absolutely no hassle!

In fact we are very happy to hear it, want a month or a year also we do not mind" said Roses and his mother.

"Brothers... You're gonna stay with me, what was my dream last night? This morning got this good and pleasant news" Rose hugged Cempaka again.

"Then, I picked Cempaka. Earlier I apologized that we had inconvenienced the family mother. And mumpung not yet hot, I beg you to say goodbye, later InsyaAllah next week I am here again to pick up our son" Mr. Jati please leave.

"We do not mind sir, greetings to mother yes sir" said his mother Rose.

"Cempaka, you go home first. You're fine here huh!... Don't upset me..." Mr. Jati advises Cempaka.

"Good sir" said Cempaka with a happy smile.

"I'll leave my son, ma'am, excuse me. Assalamualaikum"

Pak Jati said goodbye to his family Roses.

"Be careful here!"

"Yes sir, you are also careful in the way yes" said Cempaka spoiled.

"You're doing it over there, right?" Ask Cempaka after Jati sir's back is not seen again.

"Yes... Since coming out of spg until now" Sahut Roses.

"Would you take me to that school?... " Cempaka pleaded.

"No way!... Just find it yourself"

Sahut Mawar surprised Cempaka.

"Huh!... You don't want to banter me?" Cempaka looked very surprised, he did not expect to get such an answer from the Rose.

"Huus!... The rose!... How do you talk that way?" Her mother flicked her nose Rose with a fit of anxiety.

"Ha... Ha... Ha... You're fooled!...

I will not do that to my friend, do not cry!... It will be beautiful to be gone!" Seloroh Roses while hugging Cempaka who looks shocked.

"You!... Just piss mom off. Let's bring your friend in, don't you keep joking, pity" said his mother Rose.

After asking permission from his mother, Mawar set out to drive Cempaka to meet the principal, who happened to be his house next to the Ujung Jaya school.

Ujung Jaya School is not far from the house of Roses. If taken by foot it only takes about five minutes.

Mr. Hamid, the headmaster of the school at Ujung Jaya received it with pleasure.

After enough discussion, Mawar and Cempaka returned to his house Mawar to prepare for the needs of tomorrow.

"We ate meatballs first yu!" Roses invite Cempaka to stop by first to the meatball stalls.

"You remember our favorite. I guess you don't like her name anymore

meatballs" Canda Cempaka.

"There's no way I've forgotten that good food. Except... If the price is too high. If you remember meatballs or again eating meatballs, I always remember the same vein that can make your teeth split into two ha... Uh.huh..."

The rose reminded those memories while laughing crazily.

"Ha... Ha... Ha... You remember the looks of it!... Damn it!... Fucking urate meatballs. Until I hurt and bleed my teeth because of the goddamn veins, so the meat is not spent" Timpal Cempaka while laughing anyway.

"Is here the urate meatballs are naughty as well?... If I'm naughty, I don't want to ah! But, there's another meatball, right?" Cempaka scared.

"Here the meatballs are fine, tender and tasty, do not make the teeth split in half, will not make customers feel stale" said Rose, while pulling his hand Cempaka to the meatball shop that was in front of his eyes.

Not much more story, both of them immediately eat meatballs that are said not to make customers kapok.