Old Love Early
TMALINGS
These few days when it rains, either drizzle or heavy rain. For sure when we came home our clothesline was lying in the front seat of the room, not knowing who was kind because the other room boarding house was not ngaku. We thank you, just want to know the guy.
Some of my clothes are not dry, especially my short jeans and some underwear.
I made an emergency clothesline on the front porch of the room using raffia, because otherwise it could be tomorrow I do not wear clothes in hi hi hi hi.
" Why Din, how about going up to the ceiling?" ask Mas Sikro when I want to tether the rope on the ceiling.
" Mas emergency clothesline" I replied.
" Well yes. Ntar nebeng ya" Mas Sikro's grin
" Can, ... wani piro?.." my god. Sikro passed by and laughed.
My idea turned out to be brilliant, another boarding boy in the follow-up made an emergency clothesline. As a result our boarding house is a slum refugee shelter. Full of clothesline crantelan.
The next day the child of the boarding house was horrendous with the cry of the Deni.
" Wahhh where are my clothes? woooiii wake up .. we're missing out"
gubrak .. gedubrak .. almost simultaneously the door of the room door on the opened. We are boarding children if you wake up on slow aka noon. It's still at 5am.
"Huaaaa ... my jeans ilaaaanggg" cried Nitha (she's the youngest among us, but when it comes to guys she's the most experienced. She is 18 years old and married and has one child )
" Mosok sih .. ojo ojo duweku yo ilang (cook anyway .. do not mine also lost) Si Ambar immediately panicked while checking his clothes.
" It's maling kebangeten deh moso my CD is pasted" I grumbled.
" Opo Din's? CD'S?" Mas Sikro chuckled
After the incident Deni did not dare to stay clothesline until malem. Her shirt's almost gone, it's a week's clothesline.
Two days later Madam Dewi the Mother Kost nyamperin we were joking, in her hand carrying some clothes.
" Cahhh .... Whose shirt is this? Kok nglumbruk on the water tandon decket" We immediately rushed to the Mother Goddess.
" Thank God my jeans are back" said the Nitha.
" The others have Deni tuh" said Iwan Temen Andi's room. Coincidentally Deni is working again.
" Mm .. Dewi Nemu daleman isn't it?" I was disappointed to be embarrassed.
" Who is this is all that is there, what is there to, clothes can get to the water tank?" ask the Goddess
" There was a vane two days ago" replied Feni
" Why don't you guys report?" sorry Mother Goddess.
No one talks between us.
" Eh, yes the water tank is located in the mother house, right? means the thief has access to the mother house dong" analysis Anwar after mbak Dewi left.
" Yes too, Mas Nino time anyway? very little work" I said. Mas Nino is a super busy person, almost a week we occupied the boarding house has never even once chatted with him. The type of business is many, there are hotels, angkot, photocopies, and boarding houses. So there is no way he is lacking our clothesline.
" Eh, or Mang Jajang huh? wouldn't he open the cafe through the mother's house?" Nitha nimbrung after soaking her pants that had been found washed.
"It can be tuh" replied Mas Sikro. I just kept quiet to hear them analyze the people they suspected. I until this moment thought, if only my CD was missing CD someone else did. Why would the thief take my CD any evil purpose to me or just happen to be my CD teramnil. But almost all the clothes that were taken met, except my CD and two pieces of Deni's shirt.
