The Tomboy's

Yuna Melia Harsono's

Hi, I'm Yuna Mr. Harsono's son. I am a student of class X majoring in IPA at a prestigious school in Surakarta.

I am the youngest of two children and have a handsome gaping name Laksana Bima Harsono.

This Saturday I was invited to hangout to visit old sodara who did not escape to evolve in Tawangmangu. Biases, 5-day school. After 5 days earlier I was made a bullet with his one day in school program the father of the minister of education.

I swear, strap on my weight. So every Saturday and Sunday, I and the gank diligently wandering aja for refreshing aka ngademin brain. I don't want to get stuck at a young age, beibih!

Today I went on a jeep by Wiryawan aka Awan. He's the one and only member of my gank who's a guy. Pretty can be used as a driver plus security for beautiful abege girls like me and the gank.

It is certain, kids today certainly can not be separated from the device dong... Even though we have brought powerbank, still not enough. If our phones - we do not immediately die pet because it runs out of power, I and the gank will not be willing to leave old sodara.

"Go home, Pren! The cave battery is gone. No fun if you can't take photos and uplod to IG!"

I exist in sosmed directly upset my cell phone battery time runs out. Free dong can not perpetuate my socialite activities to be exhibited to the instastory.

I am not as far away as other teenagers. Wants to exist. Thank goodness - thankfully Sean is a Junior friend who I had assessed but had moved to Jakarta to join his bokap nyoknya, had stalking me on Instagram. Wehehehe.

I was approved by my friends. Let's just go home. Et.et.et.et, it turns out that the time to go home is not as easy as when heading to the waterfall sodara - sodara. We have to climb the stairs which amount to hundreds of so. Interspersed for a while - we rest in the gazebo which is deliberately made to rest the visitors who are inaccessible on the road. Fortunately my device battery has been exhausted, so I can not show my face that is tangled because of the achievement when climbing stairs. Jaim my dong, show off to a special instagram when I am beautiful - just beautiful, as said mas Is Umbrella Teduh.

All the way home, my friends and I were joking. He wants to sleep, but Awan has given an ultimatum will send his car to the ravine if we stay asleep. Kamvret is a person.

"Sit!"

(I sleepy) cried Sabila in her alay language.

Old-age alay language handed down by her mother. But for Sabila, it's the secret agent's language so others don't know what we're talking about. You're Detective Conan's maniac.

"Lo by the way, want to say sleepy aja rempong!

"Idayada dodong, bededadar"

(yes let it be different)

"Males ah dengerin you say!" The clouds reprimanded Sabila.

"Yes, eyke is also the ink of the dread rose!"

Karin, whose mother has a salon with one of her employees is a transgender person, participated in ajib language.

"What is boso opo neh kuwi?"

(What is that language?)

The clouds are made to murmur because they have to concentrate on the mountain roads and translate our chatter.

"Kiditada madampidir madakadan duduludu yuduk!"

(We stopped by to eat yuk!)

"Heyah, Lo Bil. Was invited to eat no!" I rebuked Sabila.

"Adakudu kadagadak tedegada madakadan sadatede kedelidincidi!"

(I can't bear to eat rabbit satay)

"And there's chicken satay too, Bil!"

Melati who had been inem had finally joined the sound.

"Udah, don't take it. Ntar there's a food stall we stopped by!"

The clouds that were disturbed by the tweets of the four of us immediately became intermediaries.

Luckily by the road there is a meatball stall that saves us from hunger.

After eating meatballs, we went back on our way. Because the energy of our body is filled, we are back noisily.

Our car runs past a butut biker who when viewed from behind anyway, like a handsome deh.

"Wan, please fit the motor deck in front. Drive this car slowly - slowly!"

"Well what?"

"Make godain mas - mas riding it motor. According to my hunch, it's a cute mas!"

Clouds according. He also slowed down the car.

"Ready, Prend! Let's go lure the mas to make it look like it is!"I code Sabila, Karin, and Melati.

After the car driven by Clouds was next to the motorbike butut, we also shouted compact.

"Hi saucy, our goddamn dong...!"

I saw the brother flabbergasted for a moment when we were tempted. But with cool brother diem aja drive his blind motor that drove slowly.

I said a cablek. I'm upset, because brother hansem is selling expensive. He should be happy to be denounced 4 beautiful girls like kits. Oops, sorry! Minus Melati lo yes, because the Mela is already in the same indent Cloud. Only me, Sabila, and Karin know that silence - silent Clouds have a crush on that same kid.

"Hus.. hus.. hus... the hunt is gone!"

Hansem's brother kicked us out by wagging his right leg at us.

I and the gank are straight away. The clouds immediately poked the gas leaving the hansem elder brother far behind. But a kilo meter later, Cloud's jeep broke down.

"Gara - because Lo ngajakin mocking the brother hensem, we are good!"

Melati nagged, when we four girls - this beautiful girl should push Jeep Awan to pull over. No one is kind enough to help anyway. They even smiled - smiles seeing our suffering. Ucet! My hatchet insulted - in commoners. Because karma really exists.

I wiped off the sweat while looking at the street. Then my eyes saw a motorbike speeding towards us. The hansem babang? I immediately intercepted him.

"Slave! You want to kill me huh!"

Babang hansem's nagging became like my mother's yelling.

"I'm sorry, Bang! Can we please call a technician?"

I tried to lower my self-esteem to ask Babang hansem for help. Yes, who else can we ask for help other than the hensem gap. This is really what Ustad said. We cannot insult the poor. Because one day, if we are being overwritten by hardship, who knows they are the most ready to help us.

"Well, Lo-Lo's got a hengpong?"

"Bater's abis all, Bang. It was used for selfies - selfies in Tawangmangu." I tried to draw sympathy from Babang hansem.

"Seek others to help!"

Babang hansem insisted on refusing to help us.

"Abang tuh, cute guy but not gentle. No girl can't!"

I saw the corner of the lips of the babang hensem twitching - a twitch holding his laughter. Ucet dah, his hansem face so doubled. I just melt it straight away. The babang's face, made me forget about Sean's first love.

"Okeh, if I see a workshop, I stop by to tell Montirmya to come here!"

Finally, the gaping hensem also collapsed to help us. But there is a curious impulse in my heart. I want to know Babang hansem. That's why I approached the bike.

"Gue's coming!"

I immediately sat in the narrow motorcycle seat of the hensem gap. Auch... can block a hensem sledgehammer on the wall, man! Even my chest is stuck on his back.

"Eeee... why come!" Babang hansem protested.

But I don't care, I clenched his waist to hold on. Fortunately, Babang Hansem did not protest much. He immediately launched his bike by shaking me.

"That workshop! You alone talk to the mechanic. Trus lo back ask for a mechanic. I'll pull yaw!"

"eeee.. Bang, don't leave me dong! What if I do - how about a truck?"

I protested against the babang hensem. The heart of the babang ninggalin me beautiful and cute this in the nest of thieves?

"Yes whatever! Kan lo who maksa come!"

"Abang ih.... not gentle!" I'm back sulking.

"Gue wants to go home, seriously this I hunt. I'm sick again, Beib!"

Alamak oi..., he called me beib, right,? Ih. co cuit..

"Ntar, Bang! I told the mechanic. After this I come home to help ngerawatnya brother!" I insist.

Anyway I have to succeed in getting the full info on the name of the hansem babang, home address, plus his hengpong number.

"Well, why do you help me break the bokap? I can do it myself!"

"Name is also a business, Bang. Let's pass the selection to be a potential ghost."

I blinked spoiled towards the hansem babang. Babang hansem flabbergasted.

"Oh, the more handsome you are!"

I immediately went to the mechanic to explain that Awan's car broke down on the road blah - blah - blah. Car type jeep year bla-bla-bla.

When I turned to babang hansem, it turns out that babang hansem has run away from me.

"Basic kamvret...!" I scolded towards the street.

My absurd behavior made my mechanic brother see astonishment in my direction. I had to force my mechanic brother to drive me back to the crashing Awan car. Lost my hunt. I don't know his name yet.

Babang hensem, your time has shattered my hopes. Lo bang pain. Hicks!

Tbc