The Love of Mas Paijo

Chapter 59: Failing

After finding a safe hiding place. Saras started trying to dial Paijo's number. Her tiny lips twitched a row of twelve numbers that she vaguely remembered.

"087 829122 811"

"The number you're going to is wrong!"

"087 829 221 811"

"The number you're going to is wrong!"

"087 829 212 811" Probably, 212 Saras so remember Wira Sableng. Not a hero in his day, but the ideals of Saraswati's older brother wanted to be the wife of Wira Sableng. The clegekan but great.

"The number you're going to is wrong!"

The operator machine replied. Even the numbers flagship Wira sableng not powerful enough. Saras grumbled feeling stupid because he only remembered three-digit numbers at the beginning and end. "Stupid! You idiot! lousy girlfriend number itself is not memorized, aghhh..."

"Come Saras think! think of another way!" Saras. Forcing his brain to find a way out.

"Somed!"

"Yes right, Instagram, Facebook..." Quickly Saras clicked on the Facebook page. But there are loading points...

"Yeahhhhhh..." Saras ruffled his own hair. There's no signal.

"Oh signal signal where are you?" Saras walked back and forth while lifting the phone he held as high as possible. Maybe the signal's stuck in a tree.

Or the signal's sleeping hasn't woken up yet, "Huh! Huh! Huh!" Saras was abusing Budhe Sri, like forcing a sea snail out of its shell.

No theory from where, in the past when the school camped in the hills, he often did silly things like that. Though until as warm as any hp that Saras inflatable-blown it still, the signal does not want to come out.

"Huh, shit! it's a hard signal"

"I stand under the foot of the mountain" Saras's eyes swept through the surroundings. From where Saras' feet rested, he could even see four mountains at once. Mount Merapi, Merbabu, Sindoro, and Sumbing. With lethargy Saras walked down the hill. Saras hopes Budhe Sri doesn't leave him. Saras did not memorize the way home. He might be lost.

When he arrived at the field area that Saras believed to belong to Budhe Sri. Saras's gaze swept back where Budhe was kritingnya. That he just dumped.

The atmosphere of the farm is a little more crowded. Some people are seen hoeing, spraying pests and others. Saras's eyes caught Budhe Sri sitting next to a banana tree.

With a breath of breath he approached Budhe Sri who was engrossed in eating boiled cassava. I don't know where Budhe Sri got that meal. Saras became hungry, just remembered not yet fed.

"Bud, this is Saras's phone back"

"Thank you, but it's useless, not useful at all,"

Budhe Sri just glanced with his mouth still chewing boiled cassava that looks delicious because it is still warm. "Why? can't you call that guy?"

"Don't he no longer care about you!'

"Absolutely! it's not. Saras who doesn't remember his phone number" Saras grimaced.

"You inbox or DM can't, the signal here sucks huh?"

Budhe Sri suddenly stopped chewing. A faint smile restrained on his lips. After successfully swallowing the boiled cassava that he had chewed gently, Budhe Sri laughed out loud.

"Hahaha..not the signal that sucks, if there is no data quota where it might be logged in"

"Budhe only has a telephone pulse, has not filled the package. Haha...."

"Sorry you're not lucky!" Budhe Sri mocked Saras with a spirit of struggle. The one who was ridiculed so felt wronged. His mouth was pursed.

Saras took one piece of cassava and bit it big. "Assem-assem!"

"Congratulations! So do not be ignorant, fool Budhe ngajak photos turned out to have other intentions,"

"The universe won't side with a crafty person!"

"Who's the sly one!"

"Saras is just trying to take advantage of the opportunity to know?"

"Yes--but less lucky!"

"Tomorrow to try again!" Saras is sure.

"Forget over! live quietly with Budhe here!"

"Remember, no interest!"

"A lot of hurry,"

"Budhe's hungry, aren't you sensitive?"

"Halah.. eat this cassava later also full,"

"Where can, even if this boiled cassava Saras spend, only nylilit to the esophagus only. How can I fill!"

"Basic fish! Greedy!"

"Don't let Saras report Umik, here Saras was delivered ga in the same meal love Budhe, Saras was full when he had eaten rice point!"

"Yes-glamorous long ago you!" Saras did not care what kind of curly-haired Budhe Sri wanted to comment. He was hungry to eat rice.

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"Has that man gone mad?"

"What's he doing?"

"Why him?"

"That's weird!"

Paijo ignored the discordant voices that caught his ears. He was still kneeling without trepidation. From morning to noon. His eyes are calm. Once again Paijo wishes Haji Bagong compassion.

"Heh, how long are you going to kneel down like that?" Andre Saras's cousin who already understood sat his problem approaching. He could have helped Paijo. But that's not the goal.

Paijo remained silent. He didn't know the man, no business either. Paijo ignored Andre like an astral being. He did not see her, let alone his voice.

"Bas stubborn!"

"If you want to be a monkey statue, move there to Hanoman street, not here!"

That insulting sentence should have disturbed Paijo's self-esteem. But Paijo doesn't care. He will not speak except with Haji Bagong.

"Huh. Maybe your ears are deaf!"

Andre was irritated himself, he went out to forage. Do not let the hours of rest are wasted.

Shortly after Andre's departure, Haji Bagong walked out of his room. Not not not know. Haji Bagong knew that Paijo was still kneeling there. He doesn't care at all. Paijo looked up as a foot passed him. Paijo immediately got up following Haji Bagong.

"Pakdhe Haji, I beg you. Where is Saras now?"

The more Paijo arrived, Haji Bagong accelerated his steps into the car. Paijo tried to restrain the old man as he was about to leave without answering his question. Haji Bagong kept quiet and quickly closed the car door.

BRAKKK!

Paijo tried to balance the movement of the car that was about to get out of the parking area. From behind the car window. Haji Bagong could still see how Paijo was trying hard. He still pleads.

"Pakdhe Haji, I beg you..." Brake..brak...brak...!

Paijo banged on Haji Bagong's car. Although not too hard. If Paijo is afraid to break the glass of Haji Bagong's car. Abah Saras is getting angry.

"Pakdhe Haji, I beg you..."

"SIR...!!!!" The car just like that. Paijo's body was limp, almost falling down onto the asphalt.

While Haji Bagong's car has darted away.

"Aggghhhhhhhhh!!!!!" Paijo punched into the air. Then both of his hands reflexively squeezed his own hair. Paijo is frustrated, if not immediately finds Saras. Paijo could be a patient at Dr. Amino Gundohutomo's. Poor Paijo's....

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