Prince Gesrek

Prince Gesrek
New recruits



"Tingky Vino."


"Gibransy."


"Lalajun."


"City ...."


"Telecunguk .. telecunguk .. hoy .. bamboo propeller ...."


The four young men laughed happily, just like the Telettubies now they were going everywhere always the four of them. In addition to the presence of Juna who had been thought to be cool by the students, it was not much different from Deden and the duo cunguk. As a welcoming of new members in their friendship. Now, Deden, Juna, Gibran, and Vino hold an impromptu cartoon theater that is housed in Pak Kasim's kiosk as its centerpiece. They can suddenly become Doraemon, nobita, suneo and Giant, suddenly also become Upin, Ipin, Jarjit, and Ehsan.


The students in the Canteen were endlessly laughing at their behavior. Key and Viera were also sitting in the front seat, appearing to be holding back a laugh. However, Viera occasionally closes her face embarrassed by her boyfriend's behavior.


"Hey, guys. Urang Denpin and this is Junpin, we are the twin brothers" said Deden who now acts like Upin while pointing at Juna next to him." If that's Gibran bay, next to Vinrit."


"Wrong! Is wrong! Wrong!" timpal Juna responded, he immediately got a puzzled look from Deden.


"Se ... late in the morning, buddy," Gibran said, impersonating Ehsan who was leading his friend when the teacher arrived. "Daddy, daddy. Son Handsome ...."


"Wrong! Is wrong! Wrong!" timpal Juna responded again.


"Bodo very!" meet all students in the cafeteria simultaneously.


"Two squeaks, not good to be called Vinrit." Vino showed his face, the students were wide open to hear him. "I swear not very good mixing my name with jarjit, so feel called my Jin iprit."


"Wrong! Is wrong! Wrong!" timpal Juna again responded.


"Lo don't get me wrong, Jun. Never licked aloe vera, have you?" vino said, sticking out his tongue, he was still annoyed to be called Vinrit. "I want to protest!"


"What the hell is a maneh, Vin? They get each role. So fucked up, right."


"Wrong! Is wrong! Wrong!"


"Nih the Juna is very good at dialogue, wrong, wrong, doang," said Vino pointed to Juna who displayed a plain face."I'm a jarjit, can't bounce, Karsum!"


"Jude, we eat that. Our goal to the cafeteria is to eat, why so maen drama impromptu try?" gibran proposes and is met with a nod by his friends, with the students cheering in disappointment as the theater comes to a standstill.


"Woy, go on dong!" one of the students shouted. He could not accept seeing Deden and his friends who had sat down to get ready to eat.


"Who said it, Woy?" tanya Deden stood circulating his gaze, then he smiled sweetly. "Sorry, yeah. If we continue the impact in the future is negative, because we rese if again laper let alone baper. So Woy Deden, Woy Juna, Woy Vino, same Woy Gibran can't go on." Deden explained as he pointed at his best friend one by one.


"What's wrong, Woy Deden?" ask other students.


"Because it is not gini, so it must be so. so aja gini so that, because it is forced so much." Students have difficulty understanding the language Deden speaks. For a moment everyone was silent thinking about the meaning, they forgot about the theater.


"What? How do I not understand?" viera asked still trying to digest the words when Deden was already sitting down.


"No need to think, the important thing is to eat calmly," replied Deden without burden.


"When is it sane, Den?"


"Unsane people try. Ganteng, yes. Funny, yes. Im-, uh, Key." Deden stopped his words when he realized Key was asking, his face turning red in light of yesterday's incident at Key's house.


*flashback ON*


Deden drove the bike slowly, he sat very front on the motor until it created a large enough space in the middle. Sometimes Deden shook his head, his face unceasingly met red considering the events of the wet Key shirt earlier.he who usually can not stay still, even did not make a sound until he reached the house Key.


"Thank you, I'll turn the sweeter back" said Key after arriving at the gate of his house. Deden simply nodded in response.


Mother Devi who heard the sound of a motorbike directly approached the two students in front of the gate.


"Where have you been. Just got home at this hour?!" Mother Devi's face looked angry, she crossed her arms in front of her chest.


Deden and Key immediately looked down in fear, the gaze of Mother Devi was very sharp and piercing.


"What have you been doing?" mother Devi asked still angry. "Your hair is wet too, Key?"


No one dared to answer. Key who just opened his mouth just gave his intention, uh, meaning to undo his intentions and choose silence, he did not dare to fight his mother. As long as you know, the anger of Mother Devi is more creepy than the shaman with the tiger.


"Deden!" mama Devi asked for an answer.


Deden was still silent, still afraid. Deden glanced at Key for a moment who was slung back by the trousers.


"Dedent! Answer!"


"Mandi, bun!"


"Mandi? What's that supposed?"


"Eh, that's not it, Bun."


"Keep, what!"


"Wet, Bun. Water."


"What?!"


Deden was frustrated, on the one hand he could not speak on the other he had to explain.Deden had an idea, he began to demonstrate with the movement.


"Daughter?" ask Mother Devi to try to answer.


"No, Bun. No," said Key, giving instructions.


"Friend?"


"A little more, Bun. A little more,"


"Friends?"


"Yes!" Deden and Key are ria-tos. Mother Devi smiled happily because she managed to answer.


Deden formed a circle with his hand, he showed that he was turning the tap, then he turned his hand like he was spilling water.


"Water excision?" asked Mother Devi guess, she more eagerly answered.


"A little more, Bun. A little more,"


"Will water intentionally?!"


"Yes!" Deden, Key and Mother Devi are now talking to each other.


"Oh so there's a jahilin Key, huh?" said Mother Devi understood.


"Yes, bun. Bener that," said Deden smiled with relief, Mother Devi's face was not as scary as before.


"You're in, Key. Clean your body first," said Mother Devi who replied nod by Key.


"Thank you, Deden," said Key, entering his house with a laugh.


Mother Devi again showed a sharp look towards Deden. " Be careful if you take anything Key, mother immediately marry!"


"By, Mother!" deden said spontaneously closing his mouth. Deden cursed at himself who spoke without his embarrassment.


"Hahaha .. take care of Key well, just calm down later mother of marriage."


"Right, Mother?" tanya Deden still doesn't believe it.


"The first school was real! You still in high school to get married?"


Deden was just a whimper, scratching his non-itchy head. "Hehe .. yes, mother."


"You wanna stop by first?"


"No need, mother."


"Mother go in first, yeah." Mother Devi enters the house, Deden sees the door of the closed Key house.


"Yes! Ijo lamp of the future-in-law. Fun ... hooray. Woo!" Deden danced indistinctly in front of the gate of Key's house, thankfully no one passed by.


"Dedent! Don't make a dance performance in front of your mother's house."


Deden was surprised to hear the mother's voice but there was no figure. Deden was very embarrassed.


"Sorry, Mother."


Deden immediately got on his bike, almost Deden lost his balance and fell when he was about to ride his bike, he drove away from Key's house.


*Flashback OFF*


"Eh, we'll have a pheonix meeting, right?" asked Deden to switch the conversation, he still did not dare to look at Key's face.


"Oh, yes. You two should come!" juna warned me.


"Ready, at the cafe deck where Deden works, right?" ask Gibran to make sure.


"Yes" replied Juna.


"Can girls come?" viera asked still curious.


"Lo diem at home, Fir'aun. There you will be a straight road that turns curved," chimpal Vino replied Viera.


"Lo thought I was fucked. The shroud!" Viera stared intently at her new boyfriend, he ate the innocent meatballs ferociously.


Since Viera and Vino's relationship even more unfavorable, there are only small things that are fussed. There was only a couple of Fir'aun wearing this shroud.


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Hy gaes happy reading! Do not forget the chrysanthemum as well, sorry author if there is a wrong😂


Urang \= Me


Maneh \= You


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