The Sigadis Narcissistic Eggplant Garden

The Part 64

   Firdaus and the papa had just finished performing the Dzuhur prayer after the azaan. They began to move their feet out of the inn, over the footbridge that was above the sea.

     "Pa... Looks like Firdaus is getting hungry already."

     "Yes... Papa is the same! so much fun swimming we do not realize that we have drained so much of our energy,"

     "Kira - think that this heat is good to eat what pa?"

     "Of course it's ice cream!"

     "Don't eat dessert first..."

     "What is dong?"

     From a distance, Anggara half ran towards them.

     "Woy! Alterio! Alterio!" his yell.

     Arriving in front of them he involuntarily threw a punch on his friend's shoulder.

     "Plac,"

     "Jeeh! come - come immediately bring a punch! what the hell are you, man?"

     "Well... Huh... Huh..."

     Om Anggara is still trying to regulate his breathing which is still up and down irregularly.

     "You're like the former fastest runner! what - what to rush - gesa,"

     Papa Firdaus did not think with the attitude of his friend this one, he was too excited long ago. However, because of that he was much liked by his other friends, just one day he did not enter the class would be questioned, because the class would feel like a grave in his absence.

     "Remember age! is old! I have a grandchild! tuh waist encok new tau," joked papa Firdaus and his friend still mengangabuhnya.

     "My son we talked to and even diem! sawriawan, your mouth?"

     "Whisper!"

     "That's the noise from earlier shouted - yelled like someone was swallowed by the ground! I'm the one who says it's noisy."

     "Au ah! au ah's! my breathlessness,"

     "Sorry to be dizzy, though,"

     "Yes, it's him! just want to calm himself so he does not go up and down like a baby swing already you interrogate first,"

     "Je... So your blood goes up! where there's a baper fast comedian,"

     "There's! you are the one who is less attentive."

     Om Anggara only snorted after saying his sentence, he really had been burned by the fire of emotion by his friend even though his friend did not realize it.

     "So what purpose did you run to - run so, huh?"

Papa Firdaus raised next to his eyebrows.

     "Oh... That's because I want to invite you to eat together on the beach,"

     "Yes my... Just because of that you have to run anyway?"

      Papa Firdaus really did not expect if his friend to all his, but the food was not only for him.

     "It's been... Better let's just go there! the food's gonna go cold again,"

     "All right."

     "Oh yes! that's the food you live on the beach? how about if there's an eagle passing by and drawing our food?"connect papa Firdaus.

     "Yes my... You're right! hadehs... Kasian fried chicken kremes... I can't wait to taste it! the eagle again."

     Om Anggara without ba bi bu immediately ran to the original place, without saying goodbye first, now all he had in mind was just one.

     "Chicken, chicken and chicken."

     His father and Firdaus were only able to shake their heads to see the behavior of Anggara who was so opium with fried chicken cremes which is very famous for its delicacy around this beach, besides, he was just joking with his words that were so easily trusted by his friend that he and Firdaus just chuckled at him.

     Without a second thought they immediately followed in the footsteps of Om Anggara who had run without looking left right, almost he hit the person who was passing by in his place.

     Once there they can see clearly that om Anggara has been sitting on the leaves while straightening his legs with irregular breath, his face is red.

     "You're like an abis running a marathon!"

     Om Anggara who was surprised when he heard a sudden speech from a man who was his age was only able to look lazily at the owner of the voice.

     "Easy! don't talk too much! my stomach has been crowing ever since! where you guys dance for a long time again inside, similar to ondel - ondel was not that face after long incubating there."

     The papa and Firdaus again - again just respond with a big laugh so funny, so funny, in essence, any sentence spoken by ordinary people will feel more pitched if spoken by his friend.

     "Haha! you're so hungry already, man! should you wait for us all?"

     Om Anggara just shines a horse.

     "What - what! here's the chicken I've chopped his mouth with a stomach worm,"

     And it again blew the laughter of the papa and Firdaus.

     "You guys from earlier work just hahaha! hihihi! not tired of what? that's your immune stomach, too, it hurts,"

     Point anggara towards their stomachs one by one.

     "Oh calm om... Our stomachs are immune from being invited to laugh the same mouth om,"

Om Anggara even more astonished, due to his stomach can not be compromised since earlier his mind so not connected.

     "God... My stomach is immune!"

     "It can be om! it's available - bisain,"

     "Yes already... Up you!"

     "Well... Dong om it! It's better."

     "Forced me yeah! if it wasn't my stomach that made my counterparty disappear! I will definitely fight the debate with you as usual."

     Firdaus only chuckled for a moment.

     "Oh... So that's it,"

     "Oh... So that! yes he! cook yes! oh... So it's not like that." said om Anggara while imitating a bit of Firdaus' speech to mock him.

     "It's been... You too Anggara is like a child! firdaus wants a war of mouths! you're actually a boy girl anyway?" asked the father so inexhaustible with the attitude of his friend.

     "Doc it!!!" angry at anggara.

     "Party yes, om... This is modern times... Should've called papa! it's easier than running here! remember this! remember that! continue this again, where there are men and women who are even considered to be hick again! hadehs... Om... Om... There - there's this!"

     "Likes - likes!"

     Om Anggara only replied nonchalantly to the long speech Paradise felt along the Nile.

     "This is if there are too many jokes, it is very serious like a sambet people."

     Om Anggara was only able to give a sharp eye contact to his friend, but he chose to turn the other way when Papa Firdaus replied to him with a sharper eye than him.

     Anggara's eyes feel gouged without blood by him. However, he prefers to be ordinary.

     "When do you want to stand up like that? see you tomorrow?"

     The papa and Firdaus who do not want to make anggara more heated om choose to directly sit on the leaves as well.

     Now they began to eat food that has been provided with wisdom, food that is able to make the tongue do not stop asking for more pleasure.

     Plus the atmosphere of the beach whose scenery is able to hypnotize people who see it so do not want to turn away from the expanse of blue sea that looks flickering tat when the sunlight reflects off the depth of the sea.

     The breeze - the breeze that blows their front hair, until slightly swayed to and fro and able to make their sultry taste so disappear in a moment.

     This is how they, sitting three facing the ocean while eating their own dishes, after doing Scuba diving properly - banar make their energy drained so much that they swim.

     And that's why their appetite so much increased than usual when at home or go to work.