THREE MEN FROM THE VILLAGE

TPDD 237 (Jamal)

"Jammy!" screamed at a middle-aged woman in the middle of the night who knocked on her door. The woman was shocked to find out who the guest was knocking on the door at midnight tonight.

Jamal sontak commented on the smile and greeted and shook the hand of the woman who had given birth to him. After that, Jamal and his mother went inside and sat in the living room.

"Kok not come home to tell you the hell, Mal?" ask the woman who is usually called Mother by her children.

"Yes, Mom suddenly came home. Where's the same Akmal? What's it on sleep?" ask Jamal.

"Udah, it's been this hour, they must have been at a good time," replied Mother. "What do you want to rest first?"

"Eat first, Mommy. Lapers. Nih had bought some fried rice when he got off the bus," pointing at the black plastic bag he had placed on the table.

"Yes, Mak take the plate first" said Mom. He immediately went to the kitchen. It didn't take long, Mom came back with a plate, spoon and a big glass of warm tea, then handed it to the child.

"Emak wants? We split two. The portions are a lot of this," Jamal bargained when opening a packet of fried rice.

"No, just for you. Which mom wakes up and eats."

"Yes already."

Jamal immediately devoured his fried rice. While the mother looked at her first child in wonder and full of inquiry.

Two months of living in a city of people, making Mum pangling with the appearance of her first child. Jamal is cleaner, whiter and tidy. Even Jamal looks fatter. My mother almost did not recognize the child.

"Emak why? Is that so great?" ask Jamal in between enjoying the dish.

"Look up, Mom saw it like this. You're not Mom's son. Since when do you want to take care of your body like this? It's weird seeing you clean like this."

Jamal sontak. But behind Jamal's laughter, his mind floated on the figure of the woman who might be waiting for him. That woman is the one who contributed greatly to the change in the appearance of Jamal today.

"Clean people are even said to be weird, Mak? It should be Seneng's mother, her son looks handsome," Jamal replied. Mom immediately cut her lips, but soon she chuckled.

"Damn! Jamal Mas!" screamed at the sister from the door of her room. Jamal and Mom looked over.

"Loh, you haven't slept, Mal?" mother asked Akmal, Jamal's sister.

the teenager approached his sister and mother. "Wake up, I hear a noise. Eh no. Jamal Jamal back."

Mother looks mangosteen mangosteen, while Jamal listened while continuing to devour fried rice that lives as fresh as possible.

"Damn! The phone is really good, Mas," cried Akmal while picking up his brother's phone lying on the table. "This expensive phone! Tukeran dong, Mas?"

Akmal's face immediately shone. "Really, Mas?" ask Akmal enthusiastically. Without waiting for a response, the teenager just checked her brother's bag.

"Damn! Cool!" yang Akmal jubilant.

"Don't be hard, Akmal! You'll wake up!" hardik Mom.

"That's great, Mas. Make a game, steady this."

"Game your mind, not study," murmured, but Akmal did not respond. He was too happy with his phone.

"Emang Akmal has a hard time learning, Mommy?" Jamal asked.

"Difficult, mute play usually," Mother.

"Yes, Jamal asked for his phone again" Jamal threatened.

"Don't! Aye, yes. I will study hard" said Akmal. Either true or lying.

"Very well if you're caught lying."

"Yes, Mas, yes," Akmal said without looking at his brother. His eyes were too focused with the phone in his hand.

"Emak wants to settle your room first" continued Mom and she immediately left her two sons.

A while later, after everything was over and the drowsiness began to sink in, they decided to go back to the room to continue sleeping.

Jamal also went to his room. After changing clothes, he immediately lay on the mattress that he had long left behind. Nothing changed in Jamal's room.

Jamal turned on his phone. His smile grew as he saw there were incoming messages from the woman he was about to fight for. He immediately replied to the message.

Ting

Jamal's phone rang. A reply message came in. Apparently the woman complained, tonight she can not sleep. Jamal also felt pity.But as a man, Jamal should be able to entertain his woman. Jamal returned the message, and they dissolved in conversation through chat until sleepy attack.

Before falling asleep they hope, there is good news for tomorrow, and no more bad news to befall them and their families.

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