The Tomboy's

Aksa: The Ketoprak Van Java Family

"Where are you going?" My mother rebuked me with her soprano voice.

I who had appeared kece because I wanted to go hangout also turned towards mami. Ordinary, child gaol.

I looked at my dear mother's face and got goosebumps. Holy wow...! my mom is glaring sharply. Her beautiful face looks like a suketi. Oops.., sorry mom.

"Regular, Mom. Aksa wants to hangout"

I approached my mom to give her a kiss, baby.

"Starting tonight you don't have a hangout permit, except for an important event!"

Yes ela.. mami, the child has not been allowed out at night. Can saturate me mam, ntar my hood is also so rusty because it is not sharpened tonight. My heart is struggling.

"Here's the virgin mommy, sit down!" his orders with jumawa.

I was embarrassed - ashamed. Duh is very disobedient to me. My mother still ngalem me as a virgin child, but I am no longer a virgin.

I sat on the sofa in the living room right in front of my mom. I am ready to hear his tausiya.

"As Bima Harsono. To be honest, Mami was sad to see you."

Mami's style is similar to Nunung deh ah. The queen of ketoprak.

"Sad why, Mommy? I'm not going to bankrupt papi's company." I defended myself.

Jelez is me, has worked hard for the continuity of the family company, but mami said sad to see me. What did I try wrong?

"Sad mom. You if you go home hangout always in a drunk condition.not to mention the woman who nganterin you go home that you know."

"What's wrong mi? naturally many girls nempel same Aksa. My mother's son is a handsome boy!" I'm just saying on the grounds of mom.

Then a shovel flew towards me, but because my reflexes were very good, so I didn't get hit.

If when I was a child, every time I managed to avoid the style of floating sandals, or mami's fly slippers, I would jog - joget that, deh. Because I'm not a kid anymore, so I'm just grimacing.

"Kowe kuwi kandanane pancen angel. Wes kene no circumcision meneh wae!"

(You were told it was hard. I am sunan again!)

"Eeet. don't dong, Mommy. Mami doesn't have a granddaughter!" I grimaced while reflexively protecting my junior.

"Yo ben's. Mami yo ra sudi duwe mantu wong wadon rak bener!"

(Biarin, mami also does not want to have a daughter-in-law.)

It turns out that mami began to lose her patience also because she saw my lifestyle of clubing, drunk, and became a don juan with women - women dressed in less material that I met at the clubing place.

"Just starting tonight there is no hangout - hangout. Your credit card and ATM are also blocked!"

I grimaced when I heard the threat of my mother. I immediately knelt at the feet of my mother, follow me as a prince ketropak deh, I.

"Don't dong, Mi!" I sulked at kanjeng mami. Not forgetting I looked at my mother with a glare. My mainstay is this. I am my mother's favorite child. Biasana if I have sulked like this, mami will melt.

"Alright, your credit card and ATM card will not sita Mami. But...."

Mami seemed to blink - blink, making me feel bad, man!

"But what is Kanjeng Mami?"

"But you want Mami to mate with her daughter Mami's best friend!"

Kanjeng mami's request made me panic-stricken. "Mami. This is not the time of Datuk Maringgih. Mami's time to betroth Aksa?" I protested directly.

"Yes, maybe by having a wife, your hangout disease is cured, son!"

"Who is Datuk Maringgih? You're young and handsome, honey. Datuk Maringgih mah, it's aki - aki!"

"But matchmaking was the time of Siti Nurbaya. Siti Nurbaya is female and Aksa is male, Aksa time in the same Siti Nurbaya?"

Our conversation is starting to not connect at all.

"Yo wes, my mother wants your credit card at Mami sita continues!"

(Yes, if you want your credit card in the sita Mami continues)

Apparently this time my mother was not affected by my seduction at all. The proof is that my mother still insists on punishing me. From the corner of my eye, I saw Yuna was giggling amusedly as she walked towards the kitchen. In the kitchen, my sister laughed. His pouting voice rang up to the family room as if it was insinuating me. You bad brother!

"Mi, punishment for Aksa is okay, Mi. The important thing is not to be fooled and do not block Aksa credit card!" I asked my mom to negotiate.

Yuna who was walking from the kitchen came up to her, "Mas Aksa I think asked to be circumcised again, Mi!"

Then the laughter returned.

I stood up and ran after Yuna. My sister needs to be set up a little bit to be more respectful to her brother. Unfortunately Yuna was more nimble, she managed to get into her room and lock the door before I managed to give her the punishment. Fuck that kid!

"Aksa, mrene! Mami durung finished sing by the way!"

(Aksa, come! Mami hasn't finished talking!)

With a gontai step, I approached mami. Don't be surprised to see me helpless in front of mommy. Even though I am cool, work cool, and have a lot of money, but I fell in love with Kanjeng mami. I don't want to be Malin Kundang. Mami's favorite story when I want to menina bobokan me when I was unyu - unyu. That's a really sadistic propaganda story for me as a kid. And success makes me not dare to fight my beautiful mother.

"Wes ngene wae, Le! Your crew pe de ka te dhisik yo karo your bojom candidate. Deweke wes never offered your personal assistant in the office!"

(Udah gini aja, son you pdkt first yes the same as your future wife. He's been offered to be your personal assistant at the office)

I was surprised by my mother's proposal. Still this name is fooled, if finally there are frills - I was told pdkt same as that chick.

Mommy's eyes look bright, I don't know what mami thinks. I shudder.

"Because he's your assistant, he'll escort you, son. Hohohohoho.......!"

Mami laughs full of cunning.

കകകകക

I'm studying the funding budget that was spent on building our new hotel branch. Remembering 2 times our hotel was full booked at the wedding of Gibran mas and Mbak Kahiyang. Do not let any artist who refuses to be invited to the wedding for fear of not getting a hotel room, deh. So my family and business partners agreed to develop a new hotel. Perhaps Mas Kaesang will also get married in Solo. Hopefully, when Kaesang married, Mr. Jokowi is still the president, so that the new hotel that I built is also a fortune. Amen!

The sound of my office door being knocked on by someone.

"Lake in!"

My secretary came in and told me. "In front there is a mother and someone who wants to meet you!"

"Okay, let them in!"

My secretary came out, a few seconds later my mother came in followed by a man behind her.

"Le, this is the personal assistant you mean!"

Not wrong, Mi? He said the personal assistant that my mother chose was my future wife. How did Mom bring a man?

I looked at the man standing behind my mother carefully. The next moment I woke up.

"Lo right!"

We screamed almost simultaneously. What the hell, what the fuck?

Tbc