The Oppressed Heir
Giman Oh Giman's
Kampung Lama Saputra's.
Early in the morning on a sunny Sunday.
Supeno while whistling washing his favorite rickshaw that the passenger seat has begun to coak out of the bus.
“Beh! Babee! This is the cassava there is a withered! Babeh atepnya hot kalik!” call Juhari from the roof.
“Way? You sure withered?”
“Iye! Yesterday upright now loyo!”
“Don't dooong!! Flush the aerannya not most Tong!!” exclamation Supeno instantly panic, “That's a can-“ diagram
“Babeh no need to bring, ntar on denger!”
“Ohiya,” Supeno reflex closed his mouth, he while looking right-left, “Aman,” then he brought his thin body into the house, about to infiltrate Juhari into the roof of the house taking care of his plants.
“Beh, change the pedicab seat why?! New yesterday dapet money right from the Son?”
“Have finished duitnye,”
“Hah? A million out in a day? Babeh buyin what?!”
“Saham,”
“What stock’an try Beh?! Formerly demeneee?!”
“The price turns out again allotment, so Babeh loses,”
“Wait.. so buy shares directly jatoh. Definitely not Crypto, right?”
“What’an tuh keripto?”
“Kalo is not Crypto... Babeh gambling onlen yak?!” Juhari squinted her eyes. Supeno just chipped. The Juhari guess was right.
“Gini nih mental mendoan. A lot of little money instead of buying gold, actually vehicles for livelihoods, even gambling onlen..” said Juhari.
“Well, you are a million for what’an?! There's no trace of it either,”
“Ane make invest, Beh,”
“Invest what’an?!”
“Invest akerat. Everyday work will help the motor just Beh, yesterday ane enter his money into the mosque, to apologize born inner white all sins ane,”
“MasyaAllah, baek your intentions toooong!”
“Tomple ane ask for blessing to make a thief to Kramat Teak yak,”
“Sialan... New aje didoain the baek-baek!” sulcan Juhari.
“The principle is different Beh, not help from the poor. Ane specialist motor metic purchase price above 20 jetong new year,”
“Nyolong ya please! It was wrong!” ketus Supeno
“Udah diem lo lambe tuwir!”suheno sahut while making his son's head. Juhari only grinned, but her smile instantly vanished when from a distance she saw Giman who was walking a bit staggering while scratching his head.
“Beh, Beh! Giman noh,” murmured Juhari while pointing in the direction across the bridge with his chin. Supeno looked back while frowning.
“Dah realized apparently the catfish seedling, from yesterday he was bengong kayak loris all day. Usually eat rice with mecin same Sunrise doang,” grumbled Supeno.
(Sunrise, liquor mixed with any kind of energy drink. Once drinking this mixture, usually the audience will feel warm and fresh. This is why it is called Sunrise. Although it is said to be delicious, but this drink is very dangerous because it can make heart failure).
“Pak Peno!” sahut Giman from there.
“Yeahelaelah! He hit me pulak!” supeno.
“Lu heck get behind!” hiss Juhari.
“Kan you who told me to look, pe’a!” omelette Supeno.
“Pak, lo see the Son no?” ask Giman while he occasionally dazed. Giman was basically already squeaky, plus beler, he's getting thinner now. His eyes were sunken and his barking teeth looked more advanced.
“Nape you nyariin Putra, huh? Because he got caught by the mafia!”
“Halaaah, instead I nyariin he wants to ask for compensation for hospital costs! Because he brought me, my nutmeg became a victim! Where I went to the hospital anyway, you know how much it cost! I should have been taken to the aje puskesmas!” giman's Ogles.
“It costs a lot about the doctor to take action because you also want to treat Boi! Your organs are almost blushing! It's lucky you're still alive! Kaga is grateful to you!” supeno sebal
“Kalo the Son does not exist, I already enjoy a sexy girl dinner, woy! Holy poo really is a child! Udah nyabot parking lot, pake sok ganteng pulak!” giman Sahut.
“Beh diem aja, fight crazy people can hit us!” mummified Juhari.
At the same time, the village youths raised by Bang Rasno passed by with their new bikes.
“Widiiih convoy pack speda!” supeno exclamation salute.
“Mayan Sir, can make a gofood-tin here aje!” said Youth 1
“Great Son, already rich don't forget the same we-we ye! I doain is more successful than him!” said youth 2.
“Sssst!!” hiss Supeno and Juhari, shaking their hands, told the young man to shut up while glancing at Giman.
“Means ape si Putra has been successful?” ask Giman to the Youth.
“Eh, Bang Giman udeh Unaware Bang?” the young man seemed to be careless in response to Giman.
“That means the Son has succeeded what’an tuh?!” giman's tone of voice tightened.
“Emmm...” the young man felt threatened, fearing Giman. “So...” and he told me that Putra is now a rich girl husband.
“Anj... I should be her husband!! I'm the first one to work on him! Why is it a dirty son?!” Scream the Giman while pecking back at his house.
The Youth can only gawk, “Bang Giman mabok again?”
“Most oplosan,” said Juhari as she waved her hand.
