The Love of Mas Paijo

Chapter 69: The Ulcer is Covered, Not Covered!

..."Meatball business is often in the issue of unsightly rocking using rat meat, chicken carcasses to pork. Remember the case of poor meatballs Cak Sam who had gone viral?"...

..."On Monday, December 13, a man with initials J was arrested as he was leaving Abdul Rahman Saleh Airport."...

..."Although it has been almost a year in hiding, this time the police Malang Police managed to subdue it."...

..."A perpetrator recorded by amateur cameras was seen venting his anger when he found the rat's tail floating in the meatball bowl he ordered. Until Vidio was spread and viral, January late 2021."...

..."At a press conference this afternoon, J was presented and admitted if he was paid to defame Cak Sam meatball stall."...

..."It then dragged one of the ASN employees in Malang City Hall with initials B"...

..."Not yet known exactly the motive behind the pollution of Cak Sam meatball stalls. The plan is that the police who handle this case will make a call in advance against the ASN with the initials B."...

..."If found guilty, both can be in the trap of article 310 paragraph (1) of the Criminal Code, about defamation with a maximum prison threat of 6 years or a maximum fine of one billion rupiah."...

Saras's hair is still wet after shampooing this afternoon. The head feels light as if the burden of his life goes along with dandruff. Saras dropped his ass next to his mother who was watching the news. The girl's eyes were round in disbelief at what she saw on the recent 8pm Liputan news show.

"Umik, pinch Saras' hand!"

"Auchhh.. akhakttt!"

Hajah Maesaroh successfully confused with the behavior of his daughter. "Why are you?"

"See the news like see ghosts, don't you believe it? it's been actual, sharp, and trusted hlo!"

Saras blinked his eyes many times, until Hajah Maesaroh had thought if his son had intestinal worms. "Well, this big news, umik see the news, right?"

Hajah Maesaroh nodded despite not understanding. "Why indeed?"

"Ah Umik, this is the case of his grandfather's meatball stall Mas Paijo, Saras knows exactly, right it's the culprit. A few months ago the man almost harmed Saras and Mas Paijo. Good thing we got away."

"WOE? You mean what?" Hajah Maesaroh certainly panicked, so far Saras has never told me about the problem.

While Saras was thinking initial B. Is that Bambang? Saras. The clap on his arm just returned his life that had traveled.

"Same story Umik, you almost wretched how? Even dumbfounded!"

"Ahhh. Don't worry Saras is still healthy today."

Saras hurriedly jumped from his seat, remembering Paijo. Has he heard this news. Hajah Maesaroh was shocked by the movement of Saras. The girl hurriedly ran to pick up the HP in the room. A few seconds later he again sat down violently next to his mother again.

"Hissh.. fortunately expensive sofas, if this sofa abal-abal maybe your ass nuncep in per sofa Saraswati not gintang gintung!"

Saras just grinned. "Hallo Mas,"

"Have you heard about Cak Sam's meatball stall?"

Paijo's voice interrupted there. "Udah, it was Mbah who called."

Was-was Saras asked, "Mas, do you think B is Bambang?"

"Yes, his name is Bambang. But for more details waiting for the continuation of tomorrow how,"

Saras squeezed the edge of the sofa in the midst of his mother's expensive. His teeth were stirring in anger. "Excession! if he did, I would never forgive him. His actions are very commendable, sorry Sam's sister had to work hard at that time"

"The dirt is starting to show, thankfully our matchmaking is off!"

"Here it is, still dare she the other day here and talk hoax, say I'm pregnant, pregnant frog boy?! Ciki has never been"

"Newly this time I am grateful in slander," Saras tweeted.

"Hush! Saru!" Saras bit his lower lip after getting a reprimand from Paijo, fortunately Umik did not understand what ciki, yunya chiki cheetos. Though it means ciki yes it is a husband and wife activity that is pumping at night. OOPS, sorry.

"I'm sorry I also want a confession. Actually that's..."

"What?" what sins? Saras has caught a ketir.

"Actually the one who lied was my mother. In order to help thwart your matchmaking, I went to Bambang's house and told Bambang's parents that you were pregnant with my son,"

"Huh?seriously?"

"Yes, I was also in shock at that time"

"Not angry! I said earlier I would be grateful in slander, do I have to meet your mother and say thank you in person? hehe..."

"Thank God you're not-"

"Eh, it was a long time ago, Mr. Takur's car seemed to enter the garage. I'll close, Mas, I'll have more news Ok!?"

Saras hastily changed face to the herd mode. Hajah Maesaroh until the bells next to him.

"Ga there's a hat!"

"Whose side do you mean?" whispered Hajah Maesaroh who started kepo after listening to Saras chat with Paijo.

"Who else, Bambang candidates who failed to become the ghost of Hajah Maesaroh, it is,"

"Hishea....What's the same news connection?"

"Later Saras's story. If fix him the culprit, Umik should tell Mr. Takur,"

"My guy slandered the meatball stall on the news?" Saras nodded he'eh.

The mother and son stopped their conversation when the sound of sandals clashing with the marble floor was heard approaching. Looks like Saras' mother agreed to call her husband by the nickname of Mr. Takur. It was evident that there was no protest at all from earlier.

"Eh.... Abah has come home. What kind of tea does coffee make?" hajah Maesaroh asked with a fluffy smile. While Saras glanced at the jail, mocking his mother inwardly.

Yes, Umik, welcome Mr. Takur well, so as not to get angry every day.

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Two days after the news, Paijo was again notified by Cak Sam if the man with initials B was Bambang, a Malang city government employee who came from Kendal Regency. When asked for information Bambang admitted if the motive for his actions was based on jealousy. It's very embarrassing indeed.

And this afternoon, Bambang's parents came to visit Paijo's house. They pleaded for the case to be resolved in a familial manner.

"We beg Mr. Kades Burhan, help us,"

Paijo doesn't want to talk much. Pity it, but isn't this what Bambang planted? It's only natural that he picked up the results of his own actions, right?

"Son Paijo, Budhe please forgive Bambang, he's just khilaf for loving Saras so much."

"His future has been destroyed, he has even been dishonorably fired, hiks..."

Bambang's mother broke into tears, the boy she was proud of was now a defendant and threatened to become a member of the bars.

After a few minutes of listening, Mr. Burhanuddin opened his voice. "Sir Haji, this case has become the authority of the police. The law is already running. If you'd rather confess and apologize, maybe we could help."

"I heard, Bambang's thugs also almost interrupted Paijo. Not to mention the losses that must be borne by my Father, Uncle Sam"

"We also don't demand much, as parents let's make this a lesson for our children,"

Haji Rojak lowered his head, listless. While Bambang's mother still shed tears. I don't know how many pieces of tissue that are used to wipe the tears of Mother Bambang.

"It's not only defamation, but it's already criminal because it involves the hands of a thug. And that's what we can't tolerate!" Get Mr. Burhan again.

Bambang's parents would not want to swallow the bitter pill by his son. This case has been rolling, there is no way other than to accept all the judge's decisions in the court later. Obedience is the best attitude they have to do.

The ulcer is treated, not covered. Every action has an answer. Whether it's good or bad.

Game over mister B!!!

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