Trapped by the Past

InDhenesia Purwokerto

Dusk began to disappear, now it's time to change the night. The city that was first visited for the two children of Adam was quite friendly with both.

The night that began to come, the cold air now began to approach the two. After the two left the residence of Ibrahim and his wife, now the two began twirling around the city. Although Ibrahim and Madam had asked Praba and Oca to stay at his residence, but the newlyweds were determined to refuse the invitation.

"We're looking for a coffee shop on the side of the road just deck, I was traumatized when we in Bandung coffee in a place that he said hits abis." Praba opened a chat with his wife who had looked uninspired.

"And I read the reviews on the yank search site, after all I think by using the Korean appendage will be the same as in its original place." said Oca with her gloomy face. She knew her husband was disappointed with the choice of coffee place he chose at that time.

"Don't be sad, I don't blame you baby" the man's left hand held his wife's. He uses only one hand to drive.

The car driven by the lawyer finally stopped at a coffee shop, or rather young people call it Angkringan.

From outside the place where the young people hang out look crowded visitors.

"Mas, are you sure ?" tanya Oca ensured her Husband's willingness to step foot in a place they were not used to visiting.

"Why ? sometimes we live low budget baby," the man smiled as he opened his car door for his wife.

Both also pulled over to one of angkringan Hits which became the destination kongkow young people in the area.

MDPL angkringan name of the hangout, when viewed from the outside looks like angkringan as in general. In the Special area of Yogyakarta, many angkringan such as MDPL are found.

But the Angkringan Icon located in the Tanjung area, South Purwokerto kab Banyumas is angkringan is right in front of the Heroes Cemetery.

And both are really right when here at this time, because the visiting hours they just after dinner. Many young people hang out while coffee and also have dinner here.

"What's the best seller here ?" oca asked one of the servants who was serving the two near the food stitches.

"As in general Kak, cat rice and various satay but the most I recommend is the skin satay and claw !" obviously the seller.

"Instead of 10 skewers each, the cat's rice is five wae !" sahut The man who had been holding the wife's arm was afraid of the wife running away.

Oca did look uncomfortable to find the treatment of her husband who had been over protective.

"Five is enough yank ?" satirical Oca to her husband. He was afraid that portion was not enough to satiate the husband.

"The position is bigger than the one in Jogja yank, besides if less can be added again," has no shame, the man floated a friendly pinch on Oca's nose.

"Drink it ?" ask the seller to return.

"Wedang wuwuh and Kopi anget only !" oca's answer precedes her husband

"You want to add ginger to the coffee ?"

"May also," said Praba casually while holding his wife's hand to find a bench available.

Wedang wuwuh itself is derived from Imogiri, but in every angkringan now widely available wedang.

And the choice of the handsome-faced lawyer is ginger coffee, in the rainy season like now is indeed very suitable to drink an anget-anget and healthy.

"Where are we ? which is better than my coffee ?" investigate Oca when her husband finishes sipping his first drink.

It is undeniable, concoction and aroma of coffee from angkringan is really delicious. But Praba must keep the feeling of the wife so that later tonight he does not lose the goal ration from Oca.

"Of course, it's better to be made by Mas dong yank's wife !" with a faint smile, Praba answered his wife's question.

Oca did not want to lose, the beautiful doctor sneered softly at the husband who he felt was playing tricks on him.

The two human children then ate the snack they had ordered earlier.

Cat rice and various satay. Both were very enthusiastic about eating the food. Moreover, Oca, a woman who is usually anti-fat dinner now he feels no problem with eating some skin skewers. Don't forget the chicken claw either.

Instead Oca himself proposed that Praba add some more satay, but this time he wanted to feel the intestinal satay and offal. To make the husband shake his head.

"The diet tomorrow is yes," murmured Oca while stroking her stomach which seemed to be poking a glut.

In his pants pocket, the handsome lawyer took out a box-shaped object that men usually do as friends coffee.

"When did you start smoking again ?" reprimand Oca with bulging eyes. Because it has been a long time since close to Praba Oca never saw the man consume cigarettes again.

"Ngga know, why suddenly Mas prank want to smoke back. Last time we stopped at Tasik Mas had bought this fitting you shop Snack !" obviously the man while turning on his lighter.

"Not much, just a little !" with a pissed face the woman warned her husband.

"I remember there was a child who had just learned to smoke a sore throat" Goda Praba observed his wife's upset face.

That annoyed face gradually turned blushing into a blush of embarrassment. Oca used to be naughty. He and Bara just tried to taste smoking how it feels.

Image: nyomot Gugel

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