Red Hooded Girl

Deca Research

"Huu... Huu.... Huu... Hua... Why is my fate always like this. Huuaa..." Sol cried after arriving at the contract.

"Prophe Sol," said the God to calm his friend.

"Lord, if you haven't been able to give me a mate, please just match my friends" Sol said.

"Originally lo. I already have Neng Mina," the Lord.

"Prophe Sol, we are happy. I'm also now single,"sahut Jejed.

"Say you have Jed's girlfriend?" ask God.

"Udah breaks Wa. Because of different beliefs," Jejed said with a pushy look, remembering his bitter love story.

"If the business is different, the faith is very difficult Jed. It will be difficult to move on to marriage. Patience to Jed." God patted the shoulders of his two best friends, trying to give them strength.

"Yes Wa. I am the same as her different beliefs. I'm sure that I'm handsome while he's not," said Jed who produced a toyoran from God.

"Huaon... I've never felt the same boyfriend's weekly night," complained Sol still with tears.

"Gue has also long felt Sol's weekly nights. Is it still the same?" seloroh Jejed's.

"Sunday night, Friday night and other nights it feels the same," said God.

"Gue would be ashamed if there was anything that happened. I'm always confused he replied," lamented Sol.

"If there's a weekly night. You better pretend to be a budeg. Don't answer," chirped the god.

"Haha..." God and Jejed compactly laughed.

"Truck with my time. Huuaa..."

"What is the envy of the truck that is holding, if Ferrari just looks cool alone," said Dewa.

"Eh, it's God's word." Jejed.

"Many prayers Sol, may be met with a mate." The gods advise Sol.

"Gue never broke up praying Wa, but it has not been granted as well" lamented Sol.

"It must be optimistic Sol. Remember, if your prayers have not been answered, be patient. And remember that the one who prays is not just you" said the god.

"Udah ah, I want to go ngamen first. If Sunday night is rame, and many are giving money tips for me. Let me buy you guys lidi-lidian deh," continued Dewa.

"Ih, lidi-lidian, what the hell? Martabak atuh Wa" Sol protested.

"Well, if martabak can calm your soul that is lost, I will buy it. By the Way if eating martabak I always inget lo Sol," said Dewa.

"Why? It must be because I'm sweet, right?" reply Sol.

"Not, because the slash and the width are exactly lo," licked the God.

"Haha..." The power of God made them laugh together.

*****

While elsewhere.

Deka was sorting out the clothes he was going to wear. A hoodie sweater, and torn jeans on the knee became his choice. Clothes like this really aren't her style. Of course because there was something he was planning until he chose clothes like this.

Samsul's story last night, about the God who was married really made him curious. And tonight he plans to investigate.

Is God really married? Who's wife? Where do they live? Various questions were present and disturbed his mind during this week. And tonight he'll investigate. To answer those questions.

After being sure of his appearance, Deka rushed to the Beretos Cafe using a rented motorbike owned by one of the motorcycle taxi drivers who used to run in front of the housing complex where he lived.

He was fooled several times every time there was a woman who approached God. She thought she was God's wife. Until then it was disputed because the woman who approached God turned out to be a cafe visitor who wanted to request songs.

Until the cafe almost closed, he found no sign of his wife Dewa was in the cafe. He left the cafe just before the cafe closed. And also had time to ask the security guard about the exit of employees.

He was already sitting on his bike, preparing to tail the God. The net is more alert when finding the figure of God out of the door and then go to the parking lot of the employee motorbike. It was not difficult to recognize the God, because his sister was still the same figure as he knew her. God's appearance has always been that, wearing his favorite jeans, t-shirts, and denim shorts.

Not long after, the God has put forward his motorbike and swiftly Deka tailed him behind. Until then the God motor drove towards a village that was not so foreign to him. Is not this the village of Cibening, the village where Mimin lives. His inner.

And he was even more astonished when he found out that God stopped his motorbike in front of a container next to Mimin's house. So Dewa lives in the contract of his father Mimin. He murmured in his heart.

He kept watching from afar, to find out who his sister's wife was. But instead he saw Jejed who opened the door for the Gods. After waiting for a long time and no sign, a woman was there. He also decided to go home. Perhaps later he could pry information about the Gods to Mimin. Of course Mimin knows the Gods because their residence is next to each other. How thought.

Inside the contract.

"Wa, you buy martabak no coffee," Jejed complained.

"Well, did the coffee run out?" ask God.

"Yes, there's nothing left."

"Oh, yeah. Then I go to the shop first, buy coffee," said the god.

The god went to the shop to buy coffee. Had thought to ride the motorbike, then he paused and chose to walk because the distance of the stall is also not far from the contract.

Unfortunately, the shop he went to buy coffee was closed. Until he continued his steps towards the Madura stall that would still be open. The shop is a long way from the town. He had to pass through several houses, then pass through a ball field and a banana garden. And he walked on foot.

"Mom, buy coffee," said Dewa to the shop owner's mother.

"What coffee is Ka?" ask the shop owner.

"Black coffee is just as good" replied the Lord.

"What's a small big coffee?"

"The big one. All the same mosquito repellent, ma'am" he continued. His life now fosters new experiences for him, now he became familiar with mosquito repellent. Without mosquito repellent, the sleep will not be sound, because it is busy hitting mosquitoes.

The owner of the stall took all the items mentioned by God, then put them into a black swipe bag. "This, Ka."

"So how many are you all?"

"Everything thirty thousand."

The god handed over a fifty thousand piece of money to the stall owner. "This is Mom, the money."

"How much are you guys?" tawang stall owner.

"No ma'am, I don't smoke."

Then the owner of the stall handed over the change to the God. "Here, you change."

"Thank you, ma'am" said Dewa, accepting the change.

After the stall, the god immediately returned home. But on the way, between the ball field and the banana garden, he was intercepted by a man he did not know.

"Lo whose name is God??!" ask the man. From his intonation, it sounded like not a question, but a threat.

"Yes, I'm a god. Why her?!" salak the God who does not want to lose.

Bugs...

Without warning, the man dealt a blow to the belly of the God. Made him fall to the ground, because he did not expect the man would give a crushing blow to him.