Replacement Boss In The Inn

32. Naught

The wise-looking old man looked at Ossa regretfully at the door. Feeling compassion but unable to provide any meaningful help.

"I'm sorry, Ossa. You only have that fund. If at any time necessary. You just come. Perhaps Mr. Karman is willing to be instilled with that amount" said the Imam once again before the two young guests actually passed.

"Yes, sir. I am very grateful. If Mr. Karman allows it, I will come again yes, sir," Ossa greeted politely.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat. Come, sir," said Ossa and Mita to Imam.

"Wa'alaikumsalam!" greet the Imam while continuing to stand at the door of his mansion. Looking back at Ossa with great pity. Not expecting if the family of Mr. Alip, his father Ossa has entered into the vile trap of Mr. Karman.

Mr. Imam really understands the nature of Mr. Karman. Moreover, because of his son, Gandy still has an interest in wanting to have Ossa as his wife.

Still fresh in the memory of Mr. Imam, how used to like his son, Indra on Ossa. However, knowing that Gandy was also targeting the girl, the Imam implored Indra to surrender and retreated slowly. Mr. Imam does not want to have business with the family of Mr. Karman which must be a long tail.

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Ossa invites Mita to stop for a while in angkringan village which closes at midnight. Young people there partly recognize Ossa. They reminisce happily while chatting for a moment.

Mita resigns slowly while taking Ossa to the corner table outside. Feeling uncomfortable, because Mita knows if they are carrying alcoholic beverages.

"How is this, Mit?" ossa complains after Mita actually sits on the chair. Mita just returned from making an order to her already well-known angkring kang.

"Yes, I think anyway Mr. Karman who wants to receive sixty-five million installments, Oss," said Mita complaining. Ossa was scooping his face repeatedly.

"Yes," said Ossa softly with a head that felt pain and twitching.

Mr. Imam only has a cash balance of fifty million. Ossa alone has thirteen million savings. And Mita can add as much as two million rupiah from a struggling savings.

The combined funds are still far from the total debt on Mr. Karman which he claimed as much as two hundred and eighty-seven million rupiah. Ossa believes that Mr. Karman is unlikely to be kind enough to receive installments that are far from the total amount of debt.

"Oss," called Mita as she shook Ossa's shoulder that was resting her head on the table. Ossa raised his face and looked at Mita dimly.

"Quick up, we're going to the beach, yuk.. You want to, Os?" ask Mita. Want to entertain a little friend. Ossa just nodded.

"But not rame, Mit? I'm scared you know... A lot of criminals now" complained Ossa with a doubtful face.

"Indeed yes. But cook paranoid so. At Karang Ginger Beach beach, it is now a twenty-four hour rame. Many tourists rent cottages there. The sales last night were also many. Take it easy, Os," said Mita.

"Much progress yes, Mit," Ossa said in response. Mita nodded.

"Ho oh, Os. Actually, it was also the contribution of Gandy. He is one of the holders of coastal tourism and Jateng pantura. Last month he went up the post." Mita announces to Ossa while sipping warm tea until the last drop.

"Moncer was also her career, Mit. Who would have thought that he would be so stupefied. It could be behind that corruption was terrible. That's why he's excited" Ossa said in a cynical response. Putting the newly moved cornet skewer into his mouth.

"Yes. I don't think I'm going to die," said Mita with an amused mimic. Ossa shuddered too.

Mita asked for food bags on the angkring kang to pack skewers that had not been eaten. Just want to take her to the beach. Ossa added several types of puncture, then paid all bills to the angkring kang.

Mita did not immediately run the motor towards the beach. But stop for a while to his house, take one grain durian fruit to add provisions on the beach.

Ossa was very happy. Even though his head was in a complicated mess, it was still a supply of entertainment he got from Mita. Eating durian on the beach, it has been more than two years has never been done by the two of them.

Karang Ginger Beach is a marine tourism that is very attractive to visitors. Besides being beautiful with decent facilities, Karang Ginger beach is quite easy to reach. Very close to the city center. Even the distance from the city square Rembang, it only takes twenty minutes to reach it.

Ossa and Mita had been sitting in a leftover gazebo they had rented from a beach handler who stood guard there for the night. Although Mita also knows him, but disinclined if everything is free. Because, they both have free tickets when entering, and free parking also motorbike. Those officers, Mita and Ossa are familiar.

"Ahh, very nice, Mit..This is the latest durian you planted first?" ask Ossa. It is very fun to separate the meat of durian fruit from thin seeds with teeth and mouth.

"Ho oh, Os. Montong durian. This is the first time the fruit appears. Lucky you're Os, can feel it." Mita's mouth was as busy as Ossa's.

"You didn't sell it, Mit? Expensive right?" ask Ossa. Observing for a moment the characteristics of the fruit skin.

"Lumayan is expensive indeed, Os. Small as this, it could be a hundred thousand more. But this is my first harvest, so we'll just eat. Only three come out as a tree" explained Mita.

"Hopefully in the coming season, you can harvest dozens of durian montong fruit, Mit. It could be a sudden millionaire" Ossa said with a glare. Imagine Mita bathing durian harvest.

"She.ha.ha.." Ossa laughed to himself suddenly.

"Aamiinu. Uh, what's the matter with you, Os?" ask Mita in surprise.

"I want you to hoard durian fruit, Mit," replied Ossa while trying to pack the rest of his laughter.

"Durrect friends," greeted Mita with a smile.

"Already, don't be too much of a dream. Nih spend it if you can," challenge Mita while thrusting the rest of the durian fruit on Ossa.

"Well, five of my seeds. Can't do it, Mit," Ossa refused.

"Sama" said Mita.

Mita understands. He feels the same. His stomach was full and warm. The two of them had just burped almost simultaneously. Durian montong does have a very thick fruit flesh with thin seeds.

Feeling safe, the two walked closer to the beach. Walking combing the sand in the dim is its own preoccupation. The sweep of the big waves also occasionally approached the feet of those who were naked. Ossa and Mita are not too close to the waterline. Although they are also beach children on the coast, it feels wary also with tidal waves at night.

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Early in the morning, Ossa had slid across the highway to the center of Rembang with the sidekick, Mita. Only difference, this time Ossa who hugs with Mita who is behind. Because, Mita does not have a License to Drive SIM C motorbike. Ossa already has it.

Ossa had his own motorcycle while still studying and studying. As a beloved accommodation that goes everywhere with him. And it turns out, it has been sold forced by the mother because of the economic needs in a very desperate time. Although it feels sad and disappointed, of course Ossa felt no heart to be angry and sulky. For the old man has bought for him.

Now, in the house of the cousin who migrated to the city of Ossa and Mita are located. A successful cousin as a grocer in the big market of Rembang city. Ossa hopes to get a loan from his cousin. Which has been considered successful by all members of their extended family. Yet....

"I'm sorry again, Os. Your mom just bought a house here. Transfer away. So there's only three million left in savings. Hows it? You want to, Os?"

That was the answer from his older cousin. Pakdhe's son from the father's side. The only family to be labeled has been successful. While the other brothers, both from the father and also the mother, all are still equal to Ossa's family. And especially, mothers and fathers have tried to find loans to them and everywhere, but the results are always the same. Naughtiness!

Ossa again hugged Mita with a feeling of emptiness restless. Given that tonight Gandy and his father will definitely come home.

Ossa was frustrated. Thinking about the possibilities that will happen to his family and himself tonight. Start trying to imagine a little, how life will be lived later. If Ossa had to marry Gandy eventually...

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