
"Your cost jl. Which side of Kartini, Sin ?" asked Bu Ratih because he had entered Kartini street, "it was Bu in front of the minimarket after the red light." The answer is a bit stammering because of the cold, he is not used to being hit by a car AC.
Just then the car entered the queue at the red light which was slowly filled with large trucks of freight . To fill the silence of Bu Ratih radio play .
Judging from the voice of the radio announcer was young and full of spirit, like there was no sleepiness slowly seducing .
Among the short journey, he has played two songs keroncong that make the listeners more sleep .
"Enak ya come home from work at this hour there is a keroncong song like this, the soul feels on the verge of consciousness and dreams," said Bu Ratih while continuing to close his eyes enjoying the song . "Yes ma'am, but unfortunately can not enjoy the song" said the driver.
"Why ?" the driver smiled and said "danger Ma'am, time to bring the car while sleeping ." Seeing from his attitude to others, Mrs Ratih is indeed a good person. Rarely does a driver dare to joke with his employer .
Until at the stall the sleepiness still gnawed at his consciousness, "nearly ten..," lay his body on the thin mattress . He took the time to report the good news to his brother, Sinta did not live with Devi because he wanted to be more independent and free even though the distance was not up to a kilometer.
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At exactly ten o'clock, the mysterious young man came back after a long time did not appear. Because this is the umpteenth time Devi chose to ask for help from her neighbors.
Tok..tokkkk.
"Yes just a little bit ." The voice of the middle-aged man who was very hoarse said, "sir, please sir!!!, In front of the house there is a suspicious young man." While rearranging the sheath scroll the man saw in an instant who the suspicious young man was .
"Try if he suddenly enters your house how ? , you can't fight." That sentence left Devi with no reason to refuse anymore. "There!! , Don't forget RT sir too."
After gathering time, there was a person who pretended to approach . Feeling disturbed by the young man immediately turned on his motorbike, maybe so panicked that the motor could not turn on so it made him panic more. One who tried to approach him accelerated his pace further, but the young man's motor was already darting .
U...!!!!!!
The young man was playing proselytism in the middle of the road that night, fell down to the rudimentary helmet attached to his head slammed . The three people who had been waiting at the end of the road blocked the young man with wooden beams . Because of his increasingly suspicious attitude one of the people gave a raw bogem when he was about to run away.
The man's punch darted against his chin, cheek, and temple in a single blow . Instantly the young man fell back on the streets, before another time came .
Luckily the RT chief there could be the youth's savior . "Hold sir, hold !!!." The two people closest to him held the young man's hand, "he has not been proven to be a criminal, so hold his emotions." The RT chief reiterated his remarks.
They gathered at Devi's house, while at the cross-question the young man was given medicine by Devi . The wounds on his elbows and knees were quite wide and spewed out a lot of blood, let alone bruising the raw bogem scar. "Well, look at sir's agate in imprint ." Knock someone over there.
A person who feels himself sir Di said "in my hand a pain especially in his temple ." Welcomed another laugh . ✓
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