The Exclusion of the Arrogant Young Master

Stranded in Mang Ujang village

Darren squirmed and blinked his eyes. His head that was dizzy from the hangover, had not fully made Darren realize it.

"It's so heavy on my head" murmured Darren, holding his head.

Then Darren looked around and scrunched his forehead.

"Where is this?"

Darren directly got off the bed and stepped out of the room. Darren widened his gaze to look at every room that seemed foreign to him.

"Whose house is this?, why am I here?"

Darren tries to remember everything that has been passed, but nihil Darren does not remember anything except when he was at the club' night with Mateo.

"Eh, is Aden awake?" tanya Ibu Komariyah, wife of Mang Ujang.

"Whose mother?" Darren asked back, confused by everything.

"I am Komariyah's mother, usually called Bu Kokom. I'm Mr. Ujang's wife, Aden's driver."

"So .. i-i-. Uh I mean, I was in Mang Ujang's village so?"

"Yes.." nodded his head quickly.

"Aarrggh...." Darren yelled as he grabbed her hair.

"Why Young Master?" mang Ujang asked frantically as he ran towards Darren from the kitchen door.

"Yinhhhhhhhh!" Annoyed Darren, "Why Mang Ujang brought me here!" sentak Darren growled.

"Sorry young master, I was just asked to be a big master," said Mang Ujang.

Darren growled and glared at Mang Ujang. While Mang Ujang just lowered his head.

Darren snapped his breath rough, as he left his waist. Darren's chest went up and down because it held back his anger that had been in the crown.

"When did we get here?" darren asked annoyedly and looked at Mang Ujang sharply.

"Since morning sir," replied Mang Ujang.

Darren wants to be angry, but who does he want to be angry with?, while the one he wants to be angry with is not there, who else if not the Papi. Darren took a breath and threw it away. Trying to soak his anger so as not to overflow.

So I'm really Stranded here?, in Mang Ujang's village?. No, I don't want to live in the village. Really, Papi, make me hard. How am I supposed to do this?.

The sneer after the sneer Darren kept saying in his heart, for him this was a calamity. While in his life he wants to be free to do anything without being regulated by anyone including his own parents. But what?, now he really can not do things that can make him happy.

"Assynolt...."

"Wa'allaikumsalam.."sahut Ibu Kokom and Mang Ujang.

Darren instantly twisted his body, and looked at a petite beautiful girl.

"Who is he?" point at Darren with his chin.

"He's my nephew sir, his name is Dira."

"Oh...."

"Dira, here son. Introduce him is young master Darren, the son of mamang's master."

Mang Ujang introduced Darren to Dira. Dira stretched out her hand, but Darren looked at Dira's hand and ignored Dira's outstretched hand. Because it was not given back his hand, Dira finally pulled back his hand.

Cih, so arrogant of people. It looks okay rich bule but very arrogant anyway.

"Dira, you better take young master Darren for a walk around our village," said Mang Ujang.

"No!, I want to be here" Darren said.

"Where's my stuff, Mang?"

"Attent."

Mang Ujang got out of the house and walked towards the car. Mang Ujang opened the trunk of the car and took Darren's suitcase and carried it.

"This is young master." Mang Ujang gave Darren's suitcase and was immediately received by Darren. After that Darren opened his suitcase and picked up his towel.

"I want to take a shower, show me where the bathroom is?"

"Dira!"

" Yes, Mang," said Dira who was eating boiled cassava.

"Antar young master Darren to the bathroom. Mamang wants to go out first, want a report to Mr. RT."

Dira nodded, and immediately walked ahead of Darren. Darren sneered with Dira's attitude which he thought was very disrespectful towards the guests.

They walk out of the house through the kitchen door, because the bathroom is located outside the house.The distance of the bathroom and kitchen door is less than two meters.

Dira stopped in front of the bathroom door, and Darren was wide-eyed when he saw the bathroom. Because the bathroom is made of bamboo cubicles and with asbestos roofs that have been a lot of holes, one more if you want to take a shower must hoist a bucket into a well that is so deep.

"I..this is the bathroom?" ask Darren.

"Whoa, who else" said Dira.

"Gue got to draw water?"

"Yes .. Why?, don't tell me you can't draw water?"

"Can!, just remember the water when I can't!" ketus Darren who did not accept that he could not draw water.

Darren stepped into the bathroom, Darren felt very uncomfortable seeing the bathroom he thought was dirty, what else saw his crusty WC.

Darren, who usually lives full of luxury and even to just turn on the shower then set the water temperature without bothering to draw water.

"Eh, bad girl, here you are!"

Damn I was told a bad girl, do not know what she is if I am the most beautiful girl in this village.

With a heavy heart, Dira went into the bathroom.

"What's wrong?" ask Dira lazily.

"Lo know if I want to take a shower?, now you have to nimba the water for me to shower!"

"Are you saying?, I should nimba?. Uh, dong's conscious! situkan men, the time to draw water just can not." Pissed Dira.

"Gue's a guest here, so Lo has to weigh it up, okay!"

Without a word Dira immediately drew water from the well, until the bath was full.

"Already!, satisfied you!" ketus Dira is upset.

"Hemm, get out there!" Darren flicked his hand driving Dira away.

"Basar nyebelin," said Dira as she walked out of the bathroom.

While Darren immediately closed the bathroom door and ignored the sneers from Dira's mouth.