
A loud snoring sound came from next to Butet's seat, making Butet's face look irritated. Butet turned to his side, looking at a man who was asleep with his mouth gaping.
"Groooookkkkkk, Grokkkkk, Groooooook!"
"I'm checking out what cake this guy is, 2 days 2 nights I can't sleep on for him." Butet Mumam.
Butet saw saliva flowing in the corner of the man's lips.
"Omakjanggg! disgust me time!" Butet muttered again.
The bus turned sharply, so all the passengers were drawn to the left. Including the man who was asleep. The man's head was comfortably rested on Butet's shoulders.
"Yahoooooooo!!! Aaaaaaaaaa!!!!!" Butet was hysterically screaming. Throwing the man's head rough.
The man woke up and looked at Butet with annoyance.
"Why! How come my head you refuse (red-resist-toyor-hempas right)." Said the man with annoyance.
All the passengers turned towards Butet and the man.
"Kok you're so pissed! I'm the one who's upset lay! You drilled over that mouth of yours. Can't stop me you made! Scold your work. Belom has your real intentions! the donkey of my clothes you made! bauk so my clothes become, Hoekkkkkkk! (Red-you're upset too! I'm upset bang! you sleep so noisy that your mouth is. I can't sleep because of us! you always snore. Not yet your saliva! get hit by my shirt! the smell of my clothes is, Hoekkkkkk!)." Butet said annoyedly, while holding back vomiting.
"Yes the kek gini naek bus, how else? if you're uncomfortable, naek the plane there you are!" Said the man with annoyance.
"Dad, how come you're the one who betekak lay! be polite you're a little! it's wrong of you too, mintak maap not you. Want you to wash my clothes that bauk kenak ngences you bauk b*ngke it! (Red-loh, so you're the one who made the bang! be polite a little! you're wrong, you're sorry. You want to wash my shirt off, which is exposed to your saliva, which smells like that carcass!)." Butet said no less upset.
The bus, too, came to them.
"Why Brother? Bang?" Ask the kernet.
"This is because of him, my head was rejected!" Said the man.
"Let's make me reject his head! the guy he touched on my shoulder. Didn't you disgust me!" Say Butet to the bus kernet.
"Udah is Kak, Bang, don't make a fuss, pity the passengers who laen her." Say that kernet.
"Where am I no big bang, cobak you think first. Bauk b*ngke time ngences him this..! (Red-how I don't make a fuss Bang, try to think first. The stench of this shitty carcass of her saliva.!)." Butet.
"Move the chair away from me." Connect Butet again.
"The bench is empty again. Udala, hold it there. (Red-there are no more empty benches, brother. Never mind, just hold it there)." Said the bus.
"Sampek Jakarta has been killed I was made ngorok same ngorok him! I haven't made it two days! (Red-Till Jakarta was killed I because of his saliva and snoring! It's been 2 days I can't sleep because of him.)" Butet.
The man stared at Butet sharply. The kernet is back to the front.
"Someone wants to move here weeeeee...!" Ask Butet to all passengers.
All the passengers whimpered and pretended not to hear Butet's question. Butet fell silent and immediately threw his gaze out the window.
"I'm sitting with this guy. (Red-Emaaakkk, damn I'm sitting with this guy.)" Her muttering.
Butet did not expect this unpleasant event to happen. In a fit of annoyance, Butet pulled out his parfume and sprayed it onto the shoulder of his shirt which was exposed to the saliva of the man sitting beside him.
Because Butet's parfume is so hard on his scent. Makes the man and some of the passengers there feel nauseous.
"Hoekkkk! Hoeeeekk!"
The man sitting next to Butet, vomited because he smelled Butet parfume which stung and smelled like car smelling orange. Between the smell of parfume and the smell of musty bus blend into one.
The man vomited right at Butet's feet. The man's vomit landed on Butet's shoes.
"Yes Lordnnnn! Youuu yaaa!" Say Butet while glancing at the man.
"Hoeeeekkkkkkk, Hoeeeeeekkkkkk!"
Some of the other passengers also, after spewing their stomach contents.
"Bau your parpum, it's more nauseous than my ngences. Understand you! (Red-Scented of your perfume, more nauseating than my saliva. Understand you!)" Said the man.
"Where's your vomit cake? dirty so my shoes! (Red-this is your vomit how? My shoes are dirty!)" Butet said no less gas.
"You're that pain!" Said the man.
"Omakjangggg, ask for your betumbok yes! Furious me! (Red-Goshaaaaa, abstain from you yes, my emotions!)." Say Butet while grabbing the man.
Even the plagues cannot be avoided. Finally, Kernet intervened and moved Butet to a spare seat near the driver in front.
Butet looked very upset, he took off his shoes and put them into a plastic bag. Butet does not wear shoes. He could only resist being annoyed while staring at the streets in front of him.
..
Day 4 passed. Butet has now set foot in Jakarta. Butet who wore flip-flops that he bought around the bus stop restaurant, got off the bus.
Butet stood with his waist shuffled while waiting for all the cargo of the passengers' luggage to be unloaded from the trunk of the bus.
Butet looked at the man who was fighting with her sharply. The man threw away his gaze as Butet looked into his eyes.
"I'll shut you down when I see you again. Look at. (Red-I'll beat you up if you meet again. Just look.)" Butet muttered with vengeance.
Butet's belongings were out of the bus's trunk. Butet collects his belongings and carries them out to the terminal.
"Rambutan! Rambutja! Senents! Senents! The pot! The pot!" Shouted the metromini kernets that were around the terminal.
"Ish strange times, he sells rambutan but rhino he brought his rambutan. That one again, I already know it's Saturday at Senen's say. It's also, sell the pot but nothing on the pot. (Red-Ih, that's weird, he sells rambutan, but doesn't bring rambutan. That one too, already knew it was Saturday, he said Monday. That's again, selling the pot but not in the pot.)" Butet Mumam.
Butet also approached a taxi driver who was driving outside the Rawamangun terminal. Then, he gave the address of Kost Putri which became his purpose to live in Jakarta.
After putting all his luggage in the trunk, the taxi also, left the terminal to the Princess boarding house.
"Welcome to Jakarta Butet, soon your language will change to you I lu I like the tipi tipi. (Red-Welcome to Jakarta Butet, soon your language will be changed to lu I I kayak on television-television.)" Butet muttered while smiling to himself.