Ride in Bed

The Kwak Trio Kwak

Roxas picked up a paper containing expressions of maas requests and regrets from his three friends. Then they all prepare to go home. Bobi came out first, he had to hurry home because he had to pick up his sister back home. The Goddess, Roxas and Micky soon catch up with him.

“Rox...lo still take additional lessons with Rian?” ask the Goddess while stepping foot out of the classroom.

“Iye.”

“Ah.. I can not nebeng, dong.”

“Mayan, Wi. I can dapet eat for free if les same sir Rian.”

“Mouthful food in the brain, lo.”

“Kaga can eat me. If I metong, you kaga have a good friend plus my rich handsome.”

“Bener, Wi. Let's just say Rox took lessons with Rian. This is his chance to get out of the relegation zone. Why is it the same with Mr Rian?”

“I'm really happy with everyone.”

“Do not do that, Wi. Remember, the difference between love and hate is thin, as thin as a nose,” Roxas said.

“Bener, Wi. If only there were two boys left in this world, the plug ama sir Adrian. Who will you choose?”

“Gue mendingan bundir.”

“If I obviously choose Mr. Rian, then. My life will be assured, a full stomach of money has. From the same Tili, which there is nusahin.”

A kick landed on Roxas's ass, the culprit was none other than the Goddess. The young man rubbed his buttocks affected by Beckham's kick, but so did not discourage his intention to keep disturbing the friend.

“Gue vowin lo bucin acute same sir Rian!”

“Amit-amit jabang bibeh!”

“Do not do that, Wi. Mr. Rian is handsome, fortunately you have a model partner for him. But Mr. Rian who anyep anyway if dapet elo, hahahaha,” Micky further aggravate the atmosphere.

“From on lo jombi, mendingan bak Rian. Still mending me same mate Pak Rian than the same Bobi or maman hahaha sir.”.

“That's great, rich as there are other men in this world. Than him, mending the same guy who met yesterday in angkot. I'm handsome, friendly, not rich model of our homeroom class. Ganteng not how much but his style songong abis..”.

The goddess continued to throw a sentence that cornered Adrian. The girl was unaware of the sign language Roxas and Micky gave her. Because he continued to babble, Roxas immediately interrupted the speech of his best friend.

“Wi.. already napa nyerocos mulu rich mom-emak running out of shopping money,” Roxas trying to divert the conversation.

“Lagian elo also started. Listen to the name of Mr. Adrian tuh make me darting plus down bero. Mending singles for life rather than the same sir Rian. Model man he mostan so bujang weathered later. Where there is a strong chick same creature rich nyebelin her.”

“I'm also sure, there are no strong men living with you.”

GLUE

The goddess was silent to the sound behind her. Roxas and Micky just fell silent in place. Fortunately, both of them managed to silence their mouths just in time. Adrian walked over and stood before his three disciples. The goddess turned her eyes the other way. Don't want to meet with his homeroom teacher.

“Why every time I meet the three of you, my ears and mood instantly do not feel good.”

“I too, sir,” reply Dewi slowly but still caught by Adrian.

“Where are your letters of regret?”

Roxas handed the sheet of paper in his hand. One by one he read letters of regret of the students of the abuser. Adrian's forehead crinkled while reading Micky's writing. Only Bobi escapes his criteria. The rest were deemed not to meet the qualifications.

“Tomorrow at half-seven you should already be at school, and meet me directly in the teacher's room.”

“Who sir?” ask Roxas.

“Yes threesome, trio kwak-kwak.”

“Trio kwek-kwek, sir,” ralat Micky.

“Trio Kwek-kwek it one male, two female. But this is two boys and one girl, so trio kwak-kwak.”

“We are wrong especially?” pissed Goddess.

“Don't ask too many questions, just live your final sentence tomorrow. Come Roxas.”

“Siap sir.”

Striking her feet, the Goddess walked away. His heart was really arrogant because it was still not completely separated from the punishment of the homeroom class. Micky followed his friend to the school gate. Roxas and Adrian take opposite directions. Both are headed for the teacher's room.

“Now learn math again, sir?”

“English.”

“Ngga want ah, sir,” Roxas stop his steps.

“Why?”

“Duh, sir. I was told one container math instead of asking to learn English. Give me sir, really. My tongue does not fit English.”

“You're not ashamed of your face, what? Bule's face but can't speak English.”

“Don't blame my face, sir. Emang from my childhood was taught to speak Sundanese with Indonesian. It's only natural that I can't. Atuh sir, do not learn English,” Roxas voice sounds sulking.

Adrian smiles thinly at Roxas's behavior which reminds him of Aditya. The sister often sulked like that if invited to learn a lesson that he did not like.

“You want to work and not graduate school later?”

“Then learn English. That's one of the skills you must have. Try me want to hear, what word do you know.”

“Ngga much, sir. Most just teng kyu, gud morning, gud afternun, gud nait, oh no, oh yes, oh God, oh God,” Roxas immediately smothers his mouth so say the words that he often heard when he was stealing see the adult film scene.

“Aaaaaa.”

There was a cry when Adrian reached his ear. While continuing to pull Roxas' ears, Adrian continued to step towards the teacher's room. With a step, Roxas followed the teacher.

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At six o'clock, the Goddess came out of her room. Her body was wrapped in a long-sleeved white shirt, a long gray skirt, complete with an instant white veil. With a bag on his back, he walked out of the house. Seen on the terrace, his mother was serving several buyers.

“Wi.. tumben clock so neat,” reprimand Nenden, mother Goddess.

“Iya, mom. Today should come to school early.”

Nenden gave her two packs of yellow rice bought by her neighbors. After giving the change, the forty-one-year-old woman took five bento containers filled with yellow rice and side dishes. He approached the child who was sitting sweetly on the chair on the porch.

“This brings you to eat with your friends. Oh yes, that's the rice thanks to your homeroom.”

“Ngapain mommy love to my homeroom all?” the tone of the Goddess sounded sewot.

“What's wrong with giving to your homeroom? You also like to bring food for whom, I forgot his name.”

The goddess saw the contents of the bento given by her mother. Four containers contain yellow rice, egg balado, stir-fried vermicelli and cabbage, dried tempeh, sambal and cucumber slices. One more container contains nasi uduk, sauteed vermicelli and cabbage, dried tempeh, sambel and cucumber slices. To make him dongkol, bento containers for Adrian added fried chicken by his mother.

“Mother is not fair. I'm given by telor, make Adrian sir given fried chicken.”

“Ya fits. The eggs are made from chicken. You guys are smart students because of your teacher's upbringing, so it's suitable if you love fried chicken.”

“Ish..”

There was a hint of annoyance from the Goddess. Nenden himself did not bother with the child's prostration. He was already intending to give a special breakfast to his son's new homeroom teacher. The woman with a simple makeup, but still looks beautiful had heard the story of the homeroom teacher from Roxas. Think of it as a thank you for teaching your child's best friend extra lessons outside of school hours.

“Wi.. want to leave now?” ask Herman, the father of the Goddess. The man was ready to get out of the house for a living. There was a small towel wrapped around his neck.

“Iya, sir.”

“You're with Roxas or want to come with me?”

“Sama mr. I'm afraid the hejo broke down again.”

“Hahaha..”.

Herman laughed when he heard it. He did often get a story from the child that Roxas' favorite motorbike which is usually called the hejo often demoed the owner. Strike work because of lack of gasoline intake or ask for service.

“You call Roxas first. Pity if he picks you up here.”

“Iya, sir.”

Dewi pulled out a Chinese phone from her bag. He quickly sent a message to his best friend not to pick him up. After sending a message to Roxas, the Goddess immediately stood up. He was still waiting for his father who was saying goodbye to his beloved wife.

“Don't forget to eat yes, kang,” Nenden gave a plastic bag containing a pack of yellow rice, fried foods that he made himself and a place to drink water filled with water to his husband.

“Make Goddess and her friend use a nice container. Turn to use rice paper,” protest Herman.

“Later to spill if use container. It is safer to use rice paper when making akang. It's not a matter of the container, but it's important the taste of the food. Nasi uduk special use love.”

Herman's smile rose to hear the floundering of his wife. Nenden grabbed her husband's hand and kissed the back of his hand. Herman replied with a warm kiss on the forehead. The goddess simply rolled her eyeballs, a sight like this had been common since childhood.

“Come, sir.”

The goddess interrupted the affection of her parents. Before leaving the house, the girl kissed the back of her mother's hand first. Then along with Herman walked to the angkot parked next to the tenement house he left. Just as the Goddess was about to open the front door of the angkot, one of her neighbors came closer.

“Pak Herman directly pulled right?” ask Neni's mother.

“Iya, mom. But I want to take the Goddess to school first.”

“Ngga nothing, sir. It's also direct. I took the angkot. Goddess, you're behind, yes.”

The goddess simply nodded her head and climbed to the back and then sat herself in the empty passenger seat. Neni's mother immediately climbed into the front seat, sitting next to her father. The thick-bodied woman was indeed more happy to sit in front if riding an angkot. His head is dizzy when sitting in a sideways position. Before long the man in question that Herman was driving began to move.

Herman stopped his armature when someone waved his hand. A young man with a backpack on his right shoulder, climbed into an angkot and sat himself right in front of the Goddess. For a moment the young man was glued to see the Goddess who was still cool playing with her cellphone.

“Hai.”

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