Triple L's

3 Eps. Jamal

The boy started removing the pecis on his head, as well as the turban around his neck. Now he started to open the holster up and then like taking something into the pocket of jeans in his double.

Huh huh? Jeans, Inner Rival wonder furrowed eyebrows. That's really jeans, and again the guy took the bag of crackle that was taken from his pants. Huh huh? Rival was really confused, he also saw again that this guy put pecis, turban, cocoa clothes and scabbard into the bag of crackle. Now the man's appearance changed a hundred percent, different from the one before, now he looks more to a sloppy, sadistic, and, as Rival said.

"Ah ... it turns out he is not Mr. Ustadz," said Dival.

"So Ustadz is not my wish, this is because I told Abah. I think gini also forced because it was told ngajar njai. I just ran away from Mushola" explains the Ustadz guy.

"So, elo is not Ustadz?" Rival is still dumb.

"Gue Jamal" he said, telling me his name. "Ah, you certainly do not need to know my name 'kan yes, but nothing, I tell my name for free," added Jamal again.

"Well, who wants to know the name of Elo!" sergeant Rival keki. "Sok artist lo, use free shows all just tell me the name!"

"So, if people want to know the name of elo, I'll pay for it?" ask Dival.

"More precisely like that, pinter also lo. We all know that nothing in this world is free. Entering heaven is not free, let alone going to hell, eh .. but if you go to hell for free with, 'we will just make a sin, have been sent to enter sono. Different from heaven, if we want to go to heaven, we should pray, salaried equally to do useful things in the world, but even though we are not free in the world, the reward is a pleasure that is not in return," clearly again, managed to make Rival more leaping.

"Hah .. now your real style cake Ustadz Bro, use the talk show all!" rival hatch.

"Gue wants to be a famous rock band player, so Ustadz is a backup if I don't succeed in becoming a band player, then I'm moving profession."

"Crazy! Play the same religion, your sin, karmic new know taste!" said Rival.

Introduce:

Full name Jamaluddin Rahmadiansah, age is still eighteen years. He is actually a native of Jogja, but now lives in Jakarta because his parents who wander by selling typical Jogja food that is Gudeg, not budek you know but Gudeg. I want to be a famous band player. Her hobbies do something useful.

Life motto: If you want to do something good why not from now, then when again? What if there is death again? Start a good thing from now on, nothing to lose.

And ... This is the beginning of the story of meeting three boys who are different generations, different opinions and also different in everything. There is not much in common within each of them. Their ways of thinking are opposite to each other, but because it is able to make them become close and familiar. Thanks to their unexpected encounter it has made them friends. Since that day the three of them became a second family to him. Many differences between the three of them, in addition to their residence, school, parents and background, ideals, they were in different positions. But their soul remains one, the soul of an Indonesian child!

There are many stories about the three of them. They are Triple L.

*****

Rival

"Crazy, it's the girls I'm talking about there all the hell!"

"Thuh ... Mas Rival has been waiting for the same line of ex-men, hihihi ..." suddenly Pak Satpam approached Rival with an amused cry.

"What the hell is Mr. Joko."

"Hihi .. how else would Mas, it's all Mas Rival's victims right? So it's only natural that they wait for Mas there." once again Mr. Joko grimaced.

"Ouch! Please help me dong sir!" pinta Rival's.

"Oh, I can what Mas, they're all 'his ex Mas Rival, instead of them every day like that yes if you see Mas," replied Mr. Joko casually. "That's not my problem, but Mas Rival's problem. So, it has to be handled by itself. They're ex-Mas Rival and not my ex. I'm just keeping the door here."

"Of ... Mr. Joko instead of giving me a solution, it makes me more dizzy!" he said a little disappointed. But, inevitably Rival must go in there and face his ex. Yes, they are all victims of Rival. There were five girls waiting for him.

"I help pray from here, Mas," added Mr. Joko who then laughed.

Then, be the Rival to go inside while glancing towards them. In fact, he pretended not to see them.

Former Rival there are five waiting for him. There are, Tia, April, Jona, Samara, and Cindy.

That's still not how much, there is still a former Rival outside the school, which is now not clear where. Perhaps, Rival had already forgotten some of them. What was clear was that right now the five girls were preparing to chop Rival up once they caught him.

"Well, what are we gonna do about this playboy?" ask Cindy in a cynical tone.

"Gue has an idea, what if we kill, we mutilate, we wrap it in crackles and then throw it into the river" said Tia.

"Or we hold the case, we keep the suitcase alive!" jona said

"How I mending we use rat poison let him menggerasain sakaratul death!" said April.

"Don't girls, don't be sadistic, kill her" said Samara, who had a different answer. "We're sorry, but we're going to torture the playboy slowly." But at the end of the word, the sentence Samara managed to make the feathers of Rival stand. Suddenly Rival's feelings started to feel bad.

"His son was immediately killed, no pain," Jona added coldly.