OJO NGONO MAS

TRINKET SHOP INCIDENT

Somewhere else.

Frans Albronze's family has arrived in the town where Dewi Sri lives. They stayed at a hotel closer to his reach to Mr. Broto's village.

The father, son, and mother were sitting on the sofa on the balcony of the hotel room. Lucky Frans' only son. Thirty-years-old now, visibly annoyed at feeling the need to be stranded in this small town, leaving her job piling up.

"But, is there no other way? should Lucky marry Broto's son, pi?" lucky asked with his face bent.

"The fire told you. Because Mr. Broto is you can still live until now Lucky" replied Frans reminded his son again.

"hhh. kolot once" murmured Lucky smiling skeptically.

"Not a colossus of luck. Your papi is right. If Mr. Broto doesn't help your papi by lending you money, maybe your mom and you aren't there right now"

Melani's mother Lucky chimed in, feeding oranges into her mouth.

"We can return the money ten times, mam. Why bother with this?" Lucky was getting upset.

"Lucky!" frans' voice began to rise. " Not all problems can be solved with money"

Lucky melengos's. Seemed unacceptable to the decision of his papa.

"Bapi has promised Mr. Broto to marry you to his daughter"

"It should have been canceled, pi. Mr. Broto's first daughter was married, so Lucky did not have to marry his sister too, right?" Lucky is still tight.

"The father never said he would marry you to his first child. But with his daughter, Mr. Broto, that means with whoever Mr. Broto's daughter is"

"ck..why does it have to suck like this"

Lucky clucked in annoyance. Not only for the reason of his papi's ridiculous agreement, Lucky does not want to marry Mr. Broto's daughter. But more precisely, because Lucky already has a lover of the heart. But papi and his mom never agreed.

"Lucky, you can't"

Melani stroked Lucky's back. Trying to make Lucky's hardness of heart somewhat soften a bit.

"You know, just because papi lost Mr. Broto's address so you haven't married his daughter yet. If only Mr. Broto had not moved house, surely papi has married you from the first with his first daughter" Frans explained.

Lucky just shut up. Glanced at his mama who was still stroking his back. Doesn't want to argue with her papa for respecting her mama.

"We've got here. Don't give much more reason, Luck. Your age is well worth the household. What are you waiting for?" Frans looked at his son sharply.

"But you know that Lucky has Amira" Lucky replied as his face glared in the other direction.

"You know, too, that papi disagrees. From childhood you have been a match with Mr. Broto's daughter. So, yes it is. Papi doesn't want your excuse anymore. Anyway, tomorrow we have to come. Tomorrow is your engagement day. period!"

Frans stood up. And left Lucky and his wife. Lucky's anger rumbled. Her heartache at hearing her papi still does not approve of her relationship with her lover Amira.

"Luck, right your papi said. What else are you waiting for? Want to wait for Amira too?" ask Melani.

Lucky could only throw his breath in annoyance.

"You're after Amira. Amira is not married yet, is she?"

Melani clasped the hand of her son. Understand Lucky's feelings.

"Lucky get out first, mi"

Lucky came out of his mom's room. Melani just let Lucky go. Lucky wants to calm his heart. Hot embers that burn his heart need to be cooled with fresh air.

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Nunik was waiting for Sri across the street. Standing in front of the shop of Mr. Narto. Sri asks him not to go into the house because he does not want his mother to get in the way if she knows Sri will come out tonight.

Sri settles beside the house.out from the window of her room which happens to be an untested window. Be careful not to let anyone see it. Because many families gathered in his house.

Feeling the situation was safe, Sri ran small towards the front gate of the house. But baby, the action is in pergoki welas.

"Sriii.. Where are you going?" yells welas.

"By mbaaakk!"

Sri did not press Welas. Afraid of his action, Sri ran to the road. Nunik is ready on the motorbike that has been lit. Sri went straight up to the boncegan and Nunik directly tancap gas.

"Sriiiiiii.." cried Welah at the fence of the house.

but alas, Sri and Nunik have slid away.

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It is similar to the way Nunik drove his motorbike fast. Sri always looked back, afraid that someone was chasing them.

feeling safe, Sri told Nunik to slow down the speed of his motorbike.

"Are you actually going to ngopo Sri?" tanya Nunik was still focused forward.

"I want to buy dentures, same big fake moles" Sri replied somewhat tightening her voice that was lost due to the roar of the wind.

"looohh... What are you doing?" Nunik was astonished.

"Make it tomorrow nik"

"yes, but for opo after Sri?"

"Udah cepetan. You'll see tomorrow"

Nunik didn't ask anymore. I don't know what Sri will do tomorrow on her engagement day.

They stopped at a row of shops on the side of the road. next to a convenience store there are selling trinkets.

"Come on Nik"

Sri invites Nunik into the trinkets shop. Looks like the knick-knacks shop is about to close. The shopkeeper was about to close the door.

"It's closed mbake. Tomorrow again" replied the shopkeeper.

"Oh maaass. I need a really mase"

"Misone of yourselves. Coming malem-malem. It's closed mbak"

The shopkeeper doesn't want to know anymore. Continue to lock the shop door. He's tired already. Malas served Sri.

Sri scowl. Can't persuade the shopkeeper. Approaching Nunik who is still standing not far from his motorbike.

"It's closed, Nik. How's this Yo?"

"Yo wes Sri. yuk, muleh" Nunik invited Sri home.

"Iissshh. I have to get Nik's teeth"

"Well. trus piye? ne wes' shop is closed"

Sri limp. The shop has only one in its place. If anything, it should be to the city. And that's not possible. It's already night.

"Yo wes. yuk go home"

Sri decided to go home. The one in search can no longer be found. climbed into the biker.hugging Nunik's waist and leaning his head on the back of his best friend Gung.

But, just now Nunik running his motorbike, from the back of a car hurtling into the back of Nunik's motorbike. Making the motorbike in the ride Nunik oleng and mired to the side of the road.

daarr...

"Oh!!"

Sri fell on Nunik, while Nunik fell forward. Overlapping each other with faces docked.

the owner of the car came down. ran a little to help Sri and Nunik who fell over each other. And the shopkeeper who walked not far from his shop also rushed closer.

"sorry miss. You guys okay?" tanyakanya.

"aduuuhhh.. ssshhh"

Sri and Nunik grimaced with pain. Sri's hand was scratched because it was holding her body, while Nunik, her knee was also abrasive.

"Are you okay, miss?" ask the car owner again.

Hearing that, Sri looked at the car owner angrily.

"miss. I'm not miss! Don't you see what, if we both bleed?! still more" hardik Sri.

The car owner looked surprised to see Sri's anger. He glanced at his car for a moment. Then I looked at Sri again.

"I'm sorry, miss"

"Eh, mum. Don't just apologize. This is a wound" said the shopkeeper defending Sri and Nunik.

"Yes, this is a person... It's not that the responsibility even says he's not wrong lo mas" Sri peppered.

"But, that lady who did not pay attention to the road" continued the car owner again.

"Have a son to say! Mase who hit. Cook in front but don't see? Mase sengojo Yo??" Sri glared furiously.

The car owner felt cornered. The shopkeeper also stared cynically at him.

The rear car door that hit Sri and Nunik, opened. They all looked in the same direction. It looked down a gallant man with a cold face walking towards them.

the man stood right in front of them. Nunik looked at him. A handsome man with sharp eyes and a perfectly handsome face, stood in front of them.

"Master" the driver of the car bowed respectfully.

That handsome guy didn't touch her. Making the driver of the car shriveled in fear.he guts saw the gaze of his master as sharp as a dagger.

"You hurt miss?" he asked with a stunning baritone voice.

Sri quickly regained consciousness hearing the man ask. While Nunik was still staring in amazement with open lips that had been drooling so fascinated.

"Mase see this? this wound, it's bleeding" Sri replied while showing her the wound and the wound on Nunik's knee.

"I'm sorry my assistant is not careful" he said.

"I hope you didn't raise this problem for the cost of treatment"

The man held out his hand full of money. Sri and the shopkeeper, looking at the money in the man's hands.

"Take it. Don't you want to get compensation?" he said again thrust the money closer to Sri.

Sri is offended. It's easy for this guy to solve problems with money.

"eeehh... Mase ngeremehin I Yo?" Sri stared defiantly.

"sorry. I don't have much time. Accept this"

the man pulled Sri's hand and put the red money wedge away. Then leave them, and get in the car again.

Sri's bosom. Angry at the man's arrogant attitude. Sri looked angrily at the driver of the car. But the man could also only smile clumsily. Nodding looked at Sri, and then left just like that.

Sri's anger intensified, when she saw the car moving away from them.

"heeeyy... Ojo cocky yooo.." He shouted at the car that had driven away.

"Nonsolid weeesss.I guess I just njaluk (ask) duwhite opo, Yo" Sri curses annoyed.

Seeing Sri pecking, the shopkeeper nudged Sri's hand.

"Mom"

"Open?!" sri was still affected by his anger.

"Wes mbak, Ojo nesu (angry). Mbake still needs trinkets anyway?" tanyakanya.

Sri just nodded. The shopkeeper glanced at the money in Sri's hands then smiled cunningly.

"Come shopping mbak. The shop is open again"