The Charm of Mas Jaka

Rang-rang Ants

"Neng, it's a long time ago, yes. A spoiled spit and a beautiful dream with Mas."

"Yes, Mas. Mas Jaka will also go to sleep immediately, hopefully later we can meet in a dream," replied Dara.

"Ehm ...." The sound of silence startled Jaka, who immediately hung up his phone.

"Don't just dream together, sleep together tomorrow is okay, Nang," said the mother, chuckling softly.

Jaka scratched his non-itchy nape, the young man smiled in embarrassment as his chatter was heard by Mak Karti.

"Mak want to make coffee, if you have finished calling your future wife, there accompany the lecturer and your future father-in-law," said Mak Karti later.

Jaka nodded obediently, the young man then returned to the living room and sat there with the parents who seemed familiar.

"Sir Karyo is great, yes, his thoughts. Despite living in the village and the daily work of farming and taking care of the sheep, but the thinking has been much more advanced than the people of the city who work in the office" said Professor Hartadi, when he asked about Pak Karyo's education and Jaka's father's desire for his son's future.

"Sir Lecturer is excessive, we'll only do what we can do for our son now tho, Mr. Lecturer. Because we do not have property, so we provide our children with knowledge," replied Mr. Karyo lowly.

"That science, Mr. Karyo, is far more valuable than material possessions. Moreover, Mr. Karyo also prioritizes adab to equip Jaka, InsyaAllah later Jaka will never live a shortage." Professor Hartadi looked at Mr. Karyo, Mr. Kades and Mr. Carik who had just entered after taking Bambang home, alternately.

"Different, if we equip children with property without being accompanied by knowledge, let alone adab, the treasure will soon run out even though as much treasure as we give to children," professor Hartadi's insinuation to the two friends of the boarding house.

Mr. Kades who had begun to soften his heart and open his mind, nodded in affirmation, while Mr. Carik appeared to put on a sour face.

"Yes, if enough is given for seven derivatives, it will not be finished, Har!" refute Mr. Carik Margono who feels he has a lot of property to be passed on to his son.

"Step it, Kang. There are many examples," said Professor Hartadi with full pressure.

Mak Karti who came with a tray of four cups of coffee and a plate of fried breadfruit that was still hot, paused their conversation.

"Monggo, please," Mak Karti said kindly.

"Yes, Mom. Thank you," replied Professor Hartadi politely. "Well, the aroma of coffee is very fragrant, different from the coffee commonly sold in stalls," continued the lecturer Jaka who was tempted by the aroma of fragrant coffee tubruk made by Mak Karti.

"That coffee is roasted by itself as Mak, prof," said Jaka with a smile full of pride at the extraordinary woman who had given birth to it.

"Oh, pantesans. It smells good" said Professor Hartadi. "Very tempting," he continued, chuckling softly.

"In fact, your language .. koyok weruh anake mother kost wae, very tempting!" pak Carik's lips, which remind them of their past when they were still a boarding house.

"Tempting body and soul" said Mr. Kades.

Professor Hartadi increasingly chuckled followed by Mr. Kades, Mr. Carik then chuckled. While Jaka who understood the jokes of the three parents, smiled knots.

Mr. Karyo who does not know anything, came to smile to see two important people in his village who had never greeted let alone joking with him who was only a small person, he said, but tonight the two people were joking at Mr. Karyo's very simple house.

The night was getting late, the atmosphere was getting colder, but the chatter of the four parents whose age was not far adrift, the warmer. Mr. Karyo can also compensate for their chatter, while Mr. Kades looks increasingly melted.

Only Mr. Carik Margono seems to still keep his distance from Mr. Karyo, who he considers a rival.

While Jaka who was ready to rest first, in fact did not go to sleep immediately, but was fun to chat with his friends through group calls.

"Bad your tenan, Ka. Cook married the daughter of the number one person in our village, impromptu like this!" exclaim Rifa'i or Paijo.

"Ka, lha opo Dara have you tasted tho, why do you want to marry?" ask Joni the Nondil without sin.

"Hush, you are, Jon! I don't use a filter!" sergeant Teddy. "You think Si Jaka is like Mas Bambang!"

Joni chuckles. "Yes, one time, Ted. The two of them, we'll leave them in the field, who knows, 'the two of them are dating Indian films like that, who run around and roll into the bushes?"

"Basic, Jondil! Bawdy brain!" sahut Rifa'i, who also chuckled at Joni's speech.

"For a moment, I can't imagine, if, for example, rolling in the bushes. Then if suddenly the Anunya Jaka in the bite of rangrang ants, would be swollen twice. Lha did Dara not hysterically see Jaka's daughter?" Teddy chuckled happily, overshadowing his own silliness.

Rifa'i and Joni nodded, confirming and the two of them chuckled back. Leave Jaka who is only a loyal listener, while smiling knots.

"Have you satisfied, mocked me?" jaka asked when the laughter of his friends had subsided.

"Not yet" replied Joni who seemed to be still thinking, what would be the way to prank Jaka tomorrow on the first night of his friend.

"Jo, Paijo, later chat from me open yes, immediately reply," pinta Joni told Rifa'i.

"Chat opo, tho?" rifa'i asked with a deep frown.

"Wes, tree," Joni replied. "You too, Ted," continued Joni who asked Teddy.

Teddy who understood Joni's eye gesture, nodded. "Ready," she replied briefly.

"You guys planned, what?" tanya Jaka was full of search.

"There, deh," Joni replied.

"Ngumpulin ants rang-rang to bite you, let your anus big, Ka! Haha ...." Teddy's laughter echoed in the air.

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