The Love of Mas Paijo
Chapter 27: Beauty and the Crazy Man
Two Weeks struggling with the thesis and a pile of books. Turn back to campus for guidance or just hang out in the library to enjoy free WiFi. Saraswati still enjoys her struggles as a final semester student.
All was peace, Abah only occasionally asked for news. Bambang disappeared like in the swallow of the earth. The record of people who regularly communicate with Saras is still held by Paijo. Tomorrow weekend, there is no harm in Saras visiting Paijo's place. Mumpung still a lot of money, Saras wants to treat Paijo cilok or cilor, it's up to Paijo to choose which one later.
Want to relax and party tayamum crackers with the duo of toxins and crackers are up in a matter of days. Saras also confused their likes or greedy.
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Weekend always brings a happy aura to the workers, except Paijo. It seems like he is only on holiday if he wants to and on two holidays like Eid al-Fitr and Eid al-Adha. The workers cleaned themselves. Saturday is only half a day. The machines have been shut down and will fight back tomorrow morning. Paijo though? Look at the viewer, he's still under the engine. Fiddling yourself with a British key that seems to also need a vacation.
The black shirt with the collar hole is already loose, in a mix of torn-up black shorts. His face was not handsome oil straws, not only that, both his palms and feet were already out of shape. Alias from head to toe, Paijo has entered catagori not worth looking at for a second. Dirty and grubby.
His busy work he did not realize if the factory was deserted. A few hours later, the throat was dry. Paijo needs a drink. He got up from under the cover and for a moment stood watching the machine he was repairing.
Although he is the boss, working according to passion does make people not easily satisfied. In fact, he also got happiness when he took pains to explore the world of machinery.
A second later Paijo remembered needing a drink. Pak Gondrong's iced tea by the road seems refreshing. Since no one could be asked, Paijo went alone to the stall. Usually just say thirsty, then iced tea or other ice-ice directly presented. After struggling to find a pair of swallow sandals that are no less fierce than the master who has. Paijo also sauntered to the stall with a look that was still not worth looking at earlier.
Warung Pak Gondrong is always crowded with buyers, in addition to the famous mangut rice is delicious, iced tea there is also refreshing. I don't know, it's just iced tea that looks ordinary but the fans are amazing. Paijo went there. The disgusted look of the people was not at all her galebo. He just wanted to buy iced tea like the others.
Some people who queue in front of the door of the stall that was only a patch were out of the way. A fat woman with red lipstick konyos-silly glanced back at Paijo.
"Mom, one sweet iced tea, pack!"
The woman again glanced sharply, Paijo still with a flat face. Don't care. A moment later a packet of iced tea was thrust out with an expelling gaze.
"Now! nih! take it away that far away! Hush...!"
Paijo thought, what because of his appearance so that he was treated unfairly by the world? Hicks..
Paijo received the bag of plastic and held out twenty thousand bills. Still with a flat face.
"You need to pay! Go there fast!"
Paijo wants to shake his head or sniff his chest with the attitude of the mother. But he also realized that his current appearance was not worth looking at let alone being proud of. Paijo put the money on the table.
"This is the money, no change. Make me a mother!"
The mother of a stocky stall with lipstick konyos-konyos even sneered. "Well, crazy people are arrogant!"
Paijo still heard, but he was reluctant to retaliate. His goal was to buy ice and his obligation to pay was fulfilled, even he paid more. Not saying thank you is rebuking. Who's crazy here. Paijo finally istighfar in heart.
Buyers who hear seem to think. "Eh Buk, crazy kog has money? he's probably a sane man!"
"Yes it could be, you should be ashamed of him."
"Why indeed?"
"Hla he's a crazy guy with money, buy iced tea with tips. Is that.. sane but owed?"
The buyer's a kicep. He realized that his debt bond had been recorded back and forth in the ledger. She also felt ashamed that her stomach needed to eat. While the money from the project wage is only enough to be given to the wife and children at home.
Meanwhile, Paijo walks leisurely by siphoning a bag of iced tea for twenty thousand. He stopped when the sound of the laughter of the woman he recognized filled his eardrums.
BUCCAHA....
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A few minutes ago...
Saraswati got off the online taxi she was riding in. Mumpung is still a lot of money and managed to get a promo when booking a taxi online. He chose to take the taxi on appeal to take a bus that had to stop many times to raise or lower passengers. Why doesn't Saras use a motor? It was a long way away and took two hours to travel. Saras lazy, after all, let there be a reason for Paijo to be delivered back later, for example.
Intend to rest for a while in front of the stall, order a chocolate ice good day so that the day feels more. Saraswati was sitting on a bench under a tree some distance away from the stall. However, he was still able to observe a bunch of people he knew but at that time was labeled "Crazy people".
"Now! nih! take it away that far away! Hush...!"
"You need to pay! Go there fast!"
His laughter almost broke, but he did not want to add to the embarrassment of that awful looking man. When the man came out with a bag of iced tea in his hand. Saraswati immediately paid for her drink and quickly caught up with the man.
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BUAHAHA...
"His laughs?"
"Hahaha .. haduh, haduh, jo broke my stomach. Haha..." Saras held his stomach, the hornbill of a pinworm on his stomach also laughed.
HAHAA...
"Hahaha... Paijo you are among those who persecute yourself,"
Still with a flat pretend face. "What what?" Mix the rest of the annoyance earlier.
"Paijo marai laler! Ahhaha..."
Damn, since when was he in the stall. Why didn't I see him just now?
Not wanting to be the laughingstock of the girl who used to be jahili when she was a child, Paijo replied to Saraswati.
"Yes, you include that laler as it turns out. Suddenly came without being invited."
The laughter of Saraswati stopped. Change his big lips.
"Rather than being a fly, mending becomes a larva. Cute kayaking in cartoons..." He does not accept being considered a fly, although it is true that he appears by himself.
"Again, your larvae will also become flies. Nobody is mending."
"Or if you want," Paijo gave a pause.
"ga opo-opo wes, I dadi wong crazy from you sing dadi lalere. Haha..."
Saraswati paled, "Ga is cool at all," Even so, she also blushed in embarrassment. And choose to laugh to cover that flavor.
They laughed together, and walked hand in hand towards the factory. The slums look like crazy men and the beautiful women like sprains.
Buyers who had commented earlier were still faithfully observing.
Well, I guess tomorrow I'll have to change the title of the fairy tale to Sulis, my daughter. Not 'Beauty and the beast' but 'Beauty and the crazy man'.
The buyer was mangosteen and returned to feed a spoonful of mangut rice that he would pay next week, if there was any remaining agreement.
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