Travel Love To Andromeda

JCTA #24'S. UNILATERAL DECISION

Only a quarter of Andro suddenly stopped his motorbike, apparently since delivering Naya he was followed by Agus with 2 friends, then now they intercepted a rich Andro poling (pocong around) on the village road. Though Andro thought if in this village, which is still a lot of bamboo groves. So what will intercept it is pocong, kuntilanak or other kind of dedemit but apparently their position as a mental begal is displaced by the village rascals who are troubling like Agus.

Agus threw cigarette butts without grunting them at all on the streets after puffing white smoke in the air, a neat uniform shirt t-shirt attached to his body, it looks like he will go to work but Andro knows Agus is not just about to say hello let alone say carefully on the road tonight, it was seen from the cloudy face of the water like a flash flood spill and the style of a rancid that was ready to beat anyone in front of him.

"Can we get to the edge? I want to pass?" ask Andro well, even though the good version of Andro tuh ya as the ruler of SD children, make the opponent talk auto want bengkokin neck.

"Weheyyy, go through brother! Abis ngajak Kanaya street, still can anteng...Gus, brush wae is bro!" exclaiming Atep who is still sitting on the bike, while Otoy has come down from the bond with Agus.

Agus's face as turbid as water could look at Andro, already dirty smell anyway. Fix, this city guy is his biggest threat after Salman. Though Agus did not know, back there, the head of the factory had stolen the starting line fraudulently through Mr. Naya.

"You're just a new guy and you sleep at Mr. Akbar's house. Don't macem-macem here! You don't know who I am? Ooo, knowin! Agus-who doesn't know me? Macem-macem, stay the name!" he patted his plywood dadha that looked prone to landslides, maybe hit by hit with Andro martial skill only dadha Agus immediately collapsed along with his heart and stuffing full of spiteful hearts.

"Keep away from the neng Kanaya, you tea don't dare deketin Naya, neng Naya has me!" threaten to Andro by removing the aroma of sohib daj jal from his mouth, fingers whose nails turn yellow because the nicotine is pointing Andro's face, but it does not make the son of Arkala Mahesa was daunted let alone pi pis in his pants.

"I don't think Kanaya is married. Even in his speech there is no reading of Agus, right?" asked Andro grinning grin, apparently Shania's tengil gene is quite netes bit in the flow da rah Andro and increasingly make Agus furious. It wasn't Andro who started it, but Agus was already bothering him.

"Eh, you know even nantangin!"

"Gus! Just brush it off!" otoy said, he was even getting ready with his fist. Agus snorted bitterly, then he floated a bogeman towards Andro's face but Andro's reflex to dodge was so good, he actually pushed the young man to the side until almost fell down, he just pushed back, Andro could already guess if the young man was being affected by alcohol.

"Anjirrr!" Otoy took part in attacking Andro, but it seems that Andro does not need to spend a considerable amount of energy against drunk people, just need to avoid and push it, just need to, yet they are tired of their own actions and conditions that almost stagger.

"Bang sadhh!" Atep helped. Before long, some of the fathers passed by, maybe just performing congregational prayers.

"Astagfirefull!"

"Hey! Hey!"

they helped Andro who was being gangred by 3 young men of the village. Even though they seem balanced.

"Angger the Agus mah!" namel one of the fathers broke up and became a mediator while lifting part of the end of the sheath so as not to make complicated, "loh, this is not a brother of Mr Akbar?" her question frowned looking at Andro while pointing at him.

"Yes sir." Andro nodded.

"Ehhhh-- the Agus mah kumaha?! Don't mind, this is guest tea in Giri Mekar, want to wake up cafe, even you intercept! You're boisterous!" scold again.

"What's the problem with this tea?"

"There's nothing!" Agus immediately got up to his bike, "just want to say hello to you, mang!" he stared fiercely at Andro and went with his two friends on a noisy motorbike and dense exhaust fumes.

"Take off, unplug ah!" said it. White exhaust fumes were exactly again puffing across the area.

"Basic of the booby! Loak the tea motor!" scolding the father while coughing.

"Sorry, I'm not doing anything, right? No one got hurt?" ask the father. Andro shook his head, "engga sir. Thanks,"

"Kiss. Sorry yes kang, for the behavior of the Agus.in fact here is very safe, only the Agus cs is a bit gelo mah. So let's not be treated," he patted Andro's shoulder.

Andro just nodded, after all who would like to find trouble in the village people, "that's why I'm sorry first, gentlemen. Assalamu'alaikum," Andro restarted the motor and left from there.

"Wa'alaikumsalam."

The man looked at the ceiling of Rezki's room, Mr. Akbar's son, then got up and grabbed a small paper bag containing a still-sealed cell phone, he looked at him unhappily.

The latest output phone, although not the most sophisticated, most expensive and best but quite good also not the second item he just bought earlier in the mall.

Andro installs a provider card into it while connecting the battery charger.

He first stored the card number into his phone's contact memory. He is not the type of forced man who performs his actions openly. From the gait and attitude of Naya during the mall, she can judge if the girl does not want to receive gifts from just anyone. Then most likely if Andro gave him a cell phone, it would definitely be rejected outright by Kanaya.

His hands put the phone is still smooth on the small nightstand next to the bed, tomorrow alone before going home he will leave the phone through Mr. Akbar, so Kanaya could not refuse right in front of him, so Kanaya could not refuse right in front of him, moreover, returning it, if indeed the girl kekeh refused and returned it was good, then she would follow to Jakarta, smart!

Ting!

*Andro, don't forget the momy* sign*!

Andro sighed, his momy was ngingetin bring by-already similar ngingetin solat 5 time.

*yes, mi*.

Andro closed his eyes, tomorrow he would return to his solid routine again, taking care of the mountainous work and just struggling with laptops and cafes.

"Same father, same father. What a hard thing. Irittt really answered w.a!" Shania murmured in her place, making Arka glance, "do you want to be dibales all along? Long term is not a short message reply, but make a letter!" reply Arka objected to the dumelan of his naughty wife.

"Yes what a mas cake, not just a yes or a doang. You are no longer talking to the wall!" shania's nagging pats of lotion on her skin.

Arka patted the mattress next to her, "it's already stelan from the orok. Well, don't worry, here's bobo-mas kelonin!"

"Ck!" Shania clucked her phone but soon approached, "hayuk or mas!" the laughter immediately went into the blanket. Arka laughed with the absurd behavior of his favorite wife.

"Tau know not now what is the nickname of mas? Not a hades-derived chemistry teacher anymore," Shania pulled the edge of the blanket over half of the body.

"What?!" ask Arka. Hades's descendant? Arka raises her eyebrows next to hearing a new fact if all this time Shania considers him like a god of hell...

Arka raised her eyebrows, "what is it? Wasn't it gini, Sha?"

"That's the gray hair, mas! So much! Pake nanya, I'm getting *maceh* in bed!" sewot Shanian.

"Oh, it must be.let the tep harmoniously," Arka pulled the blanket until it enveloped the two.

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Kanaya as much as he could on the lip of the bed, he had even thrown one colored kebaya stel off white given by Pak Agung to the corner of the room, let it be! Let ants, termites, and other animals be brought to be nests.

He thought you would understand if he was trying to be the backbone of the family, Kanaya only asked for time *goods a month* to find a job, but apparently you took a unilateral decision. Until it did not feel sobbing and the crying made him tired. So tired, knocking Upa who was like a bedug not only from outside the bedroom door until inaudible, he also fell asleep on the floor of the room with clothes that have not been replaced since yesterday afternoon.

Feeling stifled, Kanaya moves small, "eunghhh--" she grimaces and wakes up.

Aware of his position asleep on the rich floor of ash and cold running body, Kanaya rose, "uh, pantesan sick. Naya Teh slept on the floor," her face was quite sticky from tears. Kanaya rubbed her eyes, her unnerving gaze swept through the entire corner of the room and then fell back on the pile of kebaya. Enough is! This is his life, enough eyes rich stung by wasp nangisin Salman yesterday, he does not want to until his fate is worse by marrying a widower colot!

"Naya doesn't want to be the same, Mr. Agung!" said raucous.

Naya took out a business card andro gave her.

"Shania.." he muttered.

Kanaya also issued all the money in the bag along with the money that Andro had given, "what is the cost to Jakarta?" ask her monologue, then grab a bag and open the desk drawer to find some important files to apply for a job.

Kanaya had just awakened to the time, "what time is this?! Mr Andro!!!"

*Tok-tok-tok*!

"Ceu!" the voice of the father called while knocking at the door.

"Bath chops, there are salon people who want to come make up'in you, Mr. Agung hasten the application." shouted the father.

Kanaya gasped in surprise, she went gaping, "kilaka!"

"Ceu! Don't try your macems, don't embarrass me! Once, this time you can make your father proud, but you can only make shame, bring disgrace! You don't want to be filial, you want to be filial, you want to open the door. Same wedding, Grandpa!"

Kanaya chipped in annoyance, she also stomped her feet, why also she should not feel good with father. Why can't he be a bad boy just this once!

With hesitation, Kanaya opened the door of her room, the first sight she found was the father along with a woman carrying her makeup box behind the father.

"Where's mom?" ask Naya.

"Your mother is ready for food."

"Sok oruh nyi.in make up'in sampe *manglingin*, my son Kanaya mah da already basically beautiful, so if the make up must be even more beautiful!" he said he praised Naya, but it made Kanaya look at him bitterly. While Teh Yani nodded in agreement, "yes, Kanaya is beautiful! Village of Giri Mekar. Sok oruh neng, haven't you had a bath yet?"

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Noteds:

\*Cenah : said.

\* Yes : yes!

\* Load: junk.

\* maceh: super active.

\* manglingin: make pangling.