Perfect Son-in-law

The Little Kumal

Long journey taken. The ocean did not sleep like Mada who reached snoring. He wakes up with a full mind. Great hope in his chest. Hope to find his little son-Sagara.

The city that was headed has arrived. The ocean observes two people in front-Pepeng and a driver named Anton. They alternated the steering wheel began to look tired.

“Ton, Peng, find a place to eat first!” Samudra. Can't be selfish. Driving for long trips will drain energy.

“Ready, Boss!” Pepeng. No longer did he call Master, Samudra did not like the call.

Scrambles of buildings were observed, none of which fit according to the Ocean. The one appointed by Pepeng was again rejected.

Until then a place caught his attention. “That's there aja, Peng.”

Pepeng looked at the index finger of the Ocean, then turned to the place where the superior meant. “Okay, Boss.” Then cringing in wonder.

What he suggested was so many elite restaurants from Western to Japanese, but the one chosen by Samudra was actually a Javanese restaurant. Pepeng thought the rich man, Samwise Will, was reluctant to greet the traditional.

If it is said to be stingy, the Ocean is definitely not like that. I don't know, maybe it's a matter of taste, Pepeng thought.

The car is parked well.

The ocean has even come down without a door open. He went in first and chose the place as he wanted.

Mada immediately followed the Ocean after Anton woke him up.

“Some cake kalo mo eat!” reprimand him at the relaxed Ocean with a glass of water in his hand. The face as a patch of scrambled hair has no effect on stomach affairs.

Pepeng and Anton sat down. Leave one seat empty because the table is large enough.

The food that was ordered came eleven minutes later.

They started eating without talking.

In the third bribe, the attention of the Ocean was stolen by two boys of different height who he saw from behind the glass. His heart imagined, what if the little one was his son. He will completely finish Rohan with his hand.

“Lu why, Sam?” tanya Mada with her mouth full of rice.

The ocean turned her head at a glance, then refocused on the two children outside earlier. “Again,” the answer is short.

Mada followed his line of sight, but did not reach, because Anton's head was blocked. He banged his shoulders, decided the bodo period and then continued the eating ritual.

The same minute, the tide of the Ocean eyes narrowed. Two young men put their hands on the two children while occasionally pushing their bodies with a rough clash. Anyone would know, they were stupid slackers who usually just robbed others of their rights.

“Cua out.” The ocean stood up after putting a spoon on a plate that still left a lot of food.

“Where are you?” ask Mada.

“There is a stretch of business doang," replied Samudra as he chipped quickly to the outside.

The three people left behind looked at each other, then both shook their heads and shrugged their shoulders. The food was still very much, and they had to spend it.

Outside, the Ocean had stood near the four different generations of people who were at odds, but not too close. Satisfied laughter rang out from the mouths of the two young palm-smiths, the Ocean responded with a fed up smile.

“Haha, that's the cake from earlier!" exclaim one of the missiles while pushing the shoulder of the little slums who almost cried. They left and turned into an alley.

“Our brother, Brother Banu.”

The older-age child may be about ten years old, pulling the little one in his arms. “Nothing, than we are beaten, mending us love," he said. “Now we are cramming again aja.”

“But it's ready to malem, Kak.”

The ocean clenched its hands. The sad voice of the child touched half of his soul. With quick steps, he chased the two young man palak past the two small victims who were dumbfounded. They must have thought, an actor just passed by.

The backs of the two young men were already visible.

BYE!

“AWWWWHHH!” One high groaned in pain. The ocean just kicked his ass to the electric pole.

His short friend was surprised then immediately turned around. There was a tall man in a cool suit, standing staring at them as if he was about to swallow.

“Who are you?" He asked stammeredly with a trembling body. The dark aura of the Ocean felt like it was burning the heart.

“Balikin money those little kids, trus apologize, prostrate at their feet.”

“I?” The ocean smiled wryly. “It doesn't matter who I am!" His face turned dark again. “Do what I told you earlier. If not, you will go home with crooked legs.”

“CUIH!” The tall boy spit on the ground near his feet. “Enak only! ... KYAAAKK!”

CRETAS!

“Aaarrggh!”

The ocean wants him to fight?

The dream!

Not yet had his punch hit the body part of the Ocean, his hand had been grasped and twisted until it cracked.

“You participated in my request?”

“Iya, Om, yes! Forgive me!”

Only then did the Ocean release it - in a crude way. The child's body was pushed to hit the body of his friend who was afraid but did not run away too.

“Balikin money those kids, trus prostrate at their feet!” reset Ocean.

“Yes, Om!” Both of them were fast. Back to the place where they were eating the two little boys.

The ocean followed from behind.

The two young men were confused. The kids weren't there. They're already gone.

“Where are they?” The shorter the more frightened the Ocean will actually torment him.

The ocean looked at. There is a bad taste tickling the heart.

“They uda go, Om.” The tall one said with his head bowed in fear.

“I know. Your job is to find them until they can return their money.”

Not daring to argue, the two immediately nodded.

“They must have been to the red light," whispered the short one. But the ocean could hear it clearly.

“I'll monitor you!” he firmly warned, then slammed run into the resto.

There Mada and others are still busy eating dessert.

“Sam!” tegur Mada's.

Not many words, the key to the car on the table grabbed by the Ocean and then returned to the outside. “Gua unplug stretch of doang. You can wait here" he said.

Mada, Anton and Pepeng were shocked.

“Sam! Where you going!”

Mada got up to chase, but before that he turned to Anton and Pepeng. “Chill here first.”

The two men understood.

Before Samudra skyrocketed, Mada had first entered the car. “Enak just want to leave the cave!”

Not shredding anything, the car immediately drove the Ocean as fast as the wind.

A WUZZZ!

“Jirr, what's your trance anyway?”

“Diem lu, Mad!”

Mada mingkem for a moment.

The red light that the Ocean was aiming for, according to the directions of the street children earlier.

He felt a strangeness in his heart. Like an urge to get closer to the little shabby.