Replacement Boss In The Inn

29. Carib Friends

Three hours later..

The taxi at a comfortable pace brought Ossa forward to the small town of Rembang in his hometown. Approximately three hours, Ossa enjoys a morning sun-studded journey through the beautiful pantura land route once again.

Sadness along the way and occasional cries are loyal travel companions this time around. It is very contrary to the feeling of pleasure when wading through the streets with Zoan a few days ago.

The grief is so great that Ossa himself is not sure what causes most to his heart. Either the call home to get married to pay off the debt that turns out to be increasingly mountainous. Or the sadness must leave the master who turns out to keep asking him to be sent back.

For Ossa, it's better that Zoan doesn't care or want him to come back. The pinta Zoan actually makes Ossa's heart feel very weak. Ossa's obedience and submission to filial piety to parents as a child, just like being highly tested.

But who is Zoan...? Only a rich man hires himself and gives him wages every month on time. And worse, Zoan is a handsome bad man. Just like that the advantages.

While his father and mother, of course, are the most meritorious people of all time with a love that is not fulfilled by all the words for him.

Thinking like this, made Ossa get his spirit mountain back.

"Sir, stop by my friend's house for a minute? I will increase the argos, yes. You're in a hurry?" ask Ossa politely to the taxi driver.

"okay, neng. No problem. Zoan has done enough. Even if you want to return from Rembang to Semarang, you do not have to pay again, neng," welcome the taxi with a happy look. Looking at Ossa from the hanging glass above him.

"Thank you, sir," said Ossa was not excited. Sahutan kang taxi about Zoan, just make it so sebak.

"Sama-sama, neng," said the taxi kang nodding.

Kang taxi was very responsive when Ossa said the direction of the alley and turn to go to his best friend's house. Mita, best friend since childhood who owned in the hometown.

Ossa and Mita are distant neighbors but very close friends. They live on the coast of the coral Ginger. In the district of Rembang which is located approximately two kilo meters from the beach. Ossa and Mita's parents both have shrimp, crab and gamat ponds, although the pond is not large.

Mita is Murniati's niece, a member of the maid gang at the inn with Ossa. And it was Murniat who brought Ossa to Mr. Arzaki's inn two years ago.

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Exotic-skinned sweet girl who was busy sorting shrimp, seemed surprised to see who came. Didn't expect that this morning the sidekick had been in front of him.

"Ossa,,?!!" cute girl who is none other than Mita. They smile at each other.

"Eits,, wash your hands first, Mit. Amis,,!" sergeant Ossa. Mita struggled to hug, while her clothes were wet and the smell was fishy.

"Ish, Ossa! Even going to Jakarta is arrogant!" grunts Mita.

However, the girl quickly turned around and went to the back. His house looks empty. The front door is always closed. Only the back door where Mita disappeared was the door opened.

Morning like this, surely both of Mita's parents are on the move in the pond. Same with the routine activities of Oqtissa's parents. The garden is a second home for them.

Mita is not just washing her hands. But also take time to take a morning shower and change clothes. Now it is very fragrant and they are hugging each other.

"You said you were going home, I don't think today, Ossa," Mita said, bringing her sidekick into her home.

"Yes. I have to go home today. The last deadline is tonight" said Ossa Gontai. Mita sat next to him.

"I really don't know if your father still has dependents on the Imam's family. I've already paid off. I think my family alone has a debt to the Imam" Mita said with a pity.

"I thought so. It turns out that father's debt is getting more. That much, Mit..." Ossa complained of despair.

"Then how. You send money every month, Ossa.." Mita muttered in confusion.

"Last solution? What,,?" ask Ossa curiously. Looking at Ossa who looks cute with his eyes.

"Married to his son" said Ossa lirih. And Mita could hear a little.

"Married to her son?! Not wrong, Oss?! The Imam's only son was married. Even his wife is pregnant now. Not wrong, Oss?!" mita was surprised. Ossa was also confused.

"Then who does my mother mean as a leech, Mit,,?" asked Ossa confused. Mita frowns grimly on her exotic forehead. The girl's facial skin darkens, because too often going to the pond helps parents. Mita is a tomboyish coastal girl.

"And the Imam, though he owed and there were flowers, the man was tame, Oss. It is not possible to be forced," said Mita analyzed.

"That's, Mit. I became willing when forced to accept my mother's request to go home and get married. I thought I was married to Indra mas, son of Imam who kiyut and cool it."

Ossa spoke with a smile. Contrast with his eyes that are still clearly puffy. Forgot for a moment on the tightness in his chest. It was not Ossa who was smiling. Even Mita laughed.

"So secretly you became like the same mas Indra? You feel more like Gandy at that time? Ha,,ha," Mita said, echoing her laughter.

"Hush, Mit, don't blur the disgrace of doong,,!" scold Ossa is worried. Beside Mita's house is a village road where the residents passed by.

"I don't like the same thing as Indra. But... If I am forced to marry her, I will not refuse. He's a good man" Ossa said. Mita nodded and still smiled.

"It's not okay. But also rich! But again, Indra was married almost a year ago. You wandered too late. And your own fault, choose Gandy..! Turns out,,," Mita grumbled regretfully.

Ossa this time listened to Mita's words carefully. His face was serious with a frown. Something was on his mind.

"Mit, lest the man who lent my father money one year ago," Ossa said. His eyes widened looking funny looking at Mita who also gaped for a moment.

"The Gandy family,,,?!!" shout them in unison. Ossa shook his head several times.

"No, Mit. No way," Ossa argued. I don't want that prejudice to be true.

"Yes, Ossa. That's very possible. Some neighbors also borrowed it to Gandy's father. Gandy's father, hundreds of millions of them. As for the Imam, he only lent under a hundred million. Can't be more. Your father's almost three hundred million, Ossa,,!" mita confirmed their analysis.

Ossa felt that his body was more lunglai boneless. A glimmer of hope that if he receives an arranged marriage with Indra, he may be happy then, feels lost without rest.

The shadow of Gandy's name, his face and figure, made Ossa's body feel feverish suddenly. Trying to deny himself that Gandy is not the man who will marry him soon.

"Mit, I'll go home first. I have nothing to lose by stopping by your place. If I go straight home, I could be in a great shock or even in a coma" Ossa said. Pouring the package containing souvenirs on Mita.

"Eh, yes, Oss. Sorry, my gass is up. Rarity again. So I'm not giving you a drink. The shop next door is closed, too,"

"Tomorrow to come again. I have durians in the garden. Later in the afternoon I picked," said Mita seemed to feel guilty.

"It's okay, Mit. I'm not thirsty. My drink's still in the cab." Ossa said while standing up. Prepare to go home soon. However, in addition to feeling curious, but longing for parents and their twin sisters is also very passionate.

"Oss, if you don't get here, I'll take the durian to your house tomorrow morning. You're doyan, right?!" mita exclaimed from the terrace of the house. Ossa had almost opened the taxi door and now turned to him.

"Yeah..! Really doyan..!! Iwait!! Don't Pehape in me, Mit,!!" yell Ossa smiled. Yang then had time to wave at Mita before opening the taxi door and getting into it.

The driver drove off in a taxi with Ossa to the passenger's house, which was now pounding. I can't wait to get home and meet my beloved family.

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