THREE MEN FROM THE VILLAGE

TPDD 267 (Jamal)

The day changed again. I don't feel like time goes by so fast. In a room of one of the houses in a village complex, a young man was still on his bed. The morning air was very cold, making the young man close his blanket.

The young man named Jamal, had actually been awake since a few minutes ago. But the cold air that pierced the skin, making Rizal reluctant to move from his mattress. What's more since eyes opened, chat messages from the woman he missed have come to him. Increasingly add to the feeling of lazy Jamal to get out of the room. Mending chose to chat with his future wife instead of getting up and going out of the room.

"Jammy!" a shout from outside the room really disturbed the calmness of the morning. A call from someone Jamal knows but is not expected to attend at this time. Jamal chose the silent temple and continued to send messages with his woman.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

"Mal, there's Rizal!" mother's voice loudly calling made the occupants of the room more upset.

"Yes" replied Jamal lazily. If you've intervened, it's a sign that Jamal has no choice but to leave the room to meet an uninvited guest. After saying goodbye and ending the chat message with the woman Jamal loved, the young man inevitably got up and went out of the room.

"What the hell is that? Morning has been a guest, not polite," Jamal murmured as soon as he came out to meet Rizal in front of the house.

"Hehehe .. kangen is me, can't I?" reply Rizal while whining.

"Amit amit hih" replied Jamal while bergidig. "When did you become a kangen guy? Have you started opening your heart to Mr Tomi?"

"Defiled! Amit amit! Eat Miranda's hole where it is," replied Rizal while bergidig.

"Hust! Don't be so loud about the hole. I'll hear you talk."

"Ups!" Rizal immediately closed his mouth. "Your motor is new, Mal?"

"Udah, don't be stale" Jamal said. "Morning achievement is here. Don't you think about it?"

"God! Not very?" cibir Rizal's. "I just want to say thank you. Thanks to you, Mother and Father Andini are not angry anymore."

"Who will help you too, I just feel sorry for you andini yesterday when I met in the market. I am a frustrated person I. So I told you about you. There is no intention to help you" said Jamal Ketus.

Rizal instead of being offended, he was stunned to hear Jamal's reply. "Yes, yes .. It's up to you, Mal. Uh, by the way, said you want a proposal? Wuih steady!"

"Yes dong" replied Jamal jumawa. "How did your relationship go? What's disperse?"

"No, Miranda again handled her divorce papers with Mr. Tomi."

"So my mom is the same dad?"

"Oh," said Jamal while mangosteen. "Well, there's progress."

"Iqbal himself what's his fate, Mal?"

Jamal breathed his breath. "don't know. It seems like his problem is heavier than ours. He came here yesterday, that's the story."

Now Rizal is a mangosteen. "Are we trying to help her talk to her parents, Mal? Any time we talk, Iqbal's parents will understand."

"How'd it go?" ask Jamal. "Iqbal's problem is different from ours. If Iqbal does it on the basis of liking. If we help you talk, later Iqbal's parents think we cover up Iqbal error how?"

"ah yes, the situation of Iqbal is quite difficult anyway. We better go to Yuk's house. Cassian. Who knows with us, Iqbal doesn't feel hopeless."

"Yes ayok! But I'm going to the back first. My stomach mules."

"Damn! Yes, it's there!"

Jamal grinned as he entered. He even farts a few times. Jamal not only urinated, but also washed his face and brushed his teeth and changed clothes. A few minutes later, they also walked to the house Iqbal in Rt next door. No need to use a motor. Enough through the alley has arrived.

Arriving in the yard of Iqbal's house, the two young men met his mother Iqbal who was shopping at a traveling vegetable merchant. His mother Iqbal said Rizal and Jamal were told to go straight to Iqbal's room. The two of them were a little surprised when Iqbal's mother said Iqbal was packing while waiting for an invitation.

"Bal" called Jamal while he was at Iqbal's doorstep. The door of the room is open.

"Why are you, Bal?" rizal asked as soon as he entered the room and saw Iqbal sedanh put some clothes into the bag.

"Again ready dong," replied Iqbal sounding enthusiastic.

"Where are you ready to go?" ask Jamal curious.

"You go with the future-in-law, I'll be picked up again."

Prospective in-laws?" ask Rizal and Jamal at the same time.

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