
"Oh yes stop by the sale of my mother was dil, not yet my farewell" I said when we reached the middle of the road.
"Okke poss, not far from your house."
"Not pos."
He then rotated the bike and headed to jl malioboro, while carrying a motorbike, me and the padil also spoke ngalor ngidul to make it more enjoyable.
"Park here only dil." I said when I got to where my mom worked.
"Okke poss."
Padilpun immediately locked the handlebars of the motorbike and we rushed to where my mother worked to tell me if I wanted to see the motorbike and if suitable maybe I immediately bought it.
"Mom." I said when I got to where my mom worked.
"Well, where is this the same?" Answer mother.
"I want to see the motorbike ma'am, thank God my savings are full and did not count there were 8 million." My answer.
"Alhamdulillah le, what bike would you like to find?"
"Motor vespa bu, right posa from the past love vespa motor."
"Hahaha that's a word 3 years ago yes le, yaudah your opponent wants to buy a motorcycle what is important you like, but mother has no additions."
"Away from his house?"
"No, it's just a different hamlet."
My mother never told me or forbade me to buy anything I liked because this is the money I saved myself and from my sweat for 3 years.
"Ndak papa ma'am, wes santay ae's mother anyway." While I was pointing my thumb. "maybe I didn't go there right away ma'am." My welcome.
Kusalimi was my mother, then went to her unclean friend.
"Assalamualaik." Peek
"Waalaikum salam, hi dil, this is your friend who wants to still look for the bike." Answer a young man from inside the house, maybe that's the theme.
I nodded my head and smiled at him a little. Then kusalimi, padil berbasas first, when we sit my eyes are always focused and fixed on the green vespa plastered in front of the house neatly.
"What's your name bro, like I've seen me, we've already seen this straight from the decker bro." Said my friend surprised me who had just seen the bike. Naturally because my dream three years ago finally could be realized with the effort and prayer that I inserted finished worshiping him.
"Hahaha, I'm no stranger to your face I am." My answer.
"Oh yes yes, you are the usual parking lot of Pak jono ya."
"Yes, I know."
"Jono's father often told me that he was hanging out in the gazebo."
"Posa to your name?"
"Yes bro."
Pak jono's house is around this old house, and I often go to his house, he has two boys who have worked and women who are still in junior high school. They live never ungrateful, very happy their families, all of it caused by the leader is the father, because he who memipin family.
"Look at the bike first, bro!"
"This is what I've been waiting for." I said in my heart.
We immediately went from our seats and headed to the inner house of the temple.
"This bro who would not sell, safe motor, living taxes, electricity smoothly." He described the goods as sellers as usual.
"May I try first, bro." I also do not want to linger long to get on this bike immediately.
I took him out of the gate and I grabbed this old motorcycle, and it might be mine soon.