
Thanks to the kindness of Mang Tomang, he was willing to drive Arkan to a food stall using Mang Tomang Butut Motor. The power is not inferior to the new bike gedean.
Even though it was over nine at night, the stall was still crowded. Everyone stared in surprise at Arkan and Mang Tomang.
Not infrequently they reluctantly want to know who is the handsome young man with Mang Tomang. The handsome young man in the village was extremely rare. What else is as handsome and as white as Arkan's body.
"Who's really good), mendi casep pisan ey (Who's really nice, '" said a woman quite minimal clothes he could also be a night entertainment worker.
"Hello, Mang. Ges peting is still on kararumpul didiyek (already night still on gathering here)?" Mang Tomang patted a Fat man on top of him.
"Tumben you play, Mang. Usually also out when patching?" ask the man back.
"Jiga tek nyahok wae, nyere kabeh Aby, Mang. Sepoekkan. Money mah kekeh wae beak, hahaha... (Like not knowing, all my body aches all day long. The money is still over."
Mang Tomang invited Arkan to sit next to him.
"Introduction to helak, Iyek ponakan Aby, Mang (Introduce me first, this is my nephew, Mang)."
That guy shakes Arkan.
"Bondan, just call Mang Bondan, who are you?" asked the man to raise his face.
"Arjun, Mang," Arkan replied smilingly. All who see his smile are hypnotized.
"Jeez, Prince where is it, nyak!" a Mother of Amazement.
Arkan bowed his head at those who were unceasingly looking at him.
As a new person, getting a good reception is a gift.
"Jun, Hunt your wife's food later hungry" Mang Tomang whispered.
"Good, Mang."
Arkan stepped closer to the stallor. He was confused which one to choose. The number of menus makes you doubt. What else He does not know at all Dara's favorite.
"Which one, Mom?" ask the shopkeeper.
"What Tomang wants to eat, order it," bargained Arkan.
"Kudu gang, Jun. Well. no need Amang had eaten earlier at home," lead Mang Tomang was still busy chatting.
"That's it, ma'am" Arkan said.
"What's the name?" ask the seller. The daughter of the owner of the shop.
"I'm Arjun, Ma'am," replied Arjun as usual.
"City people yes, Mas. How do you want to live in a village?" Ma'am the seller deftly wrapped Arkan's order.
"Just the same, Ma'am. Precisely in the village atmosphere more peaceful.
Drrrr!
Arkan's phone rang merrily. It's not wrong that it came from Mami Deby.
Arkan turned off his phone and pressed the Off button.
M**af, Mi. I want to live better from now on. I've made up my mind to live a simple life with Dara...
Mami Deby. He did not expect that brave Arkan to turn off his call.
"Richo..!" yell Mami Deby.
"Yes, Mi. What's up?" Richo moved closer.
"I don't want to know, you need to find Arkan and bring him here. I don't want to mine my money out of here!" madam mami Deby.
"OK, Mi. Ready."
Raka rubbed her chest, Mami's reaction was not unusual. Arkan will be in trouble after this.
Where are you, right? Mami Deby must be mad at you...