Young Miss Pretends to be Poor

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Yuki remembered his promise to participate in the cooking demo at the house of Bu Rina, the head of the village's PKK. He immediately took care of all the work.

"Well, gross! It's really noon! I could be late!" exclaim Yuki.

Clontang!

The pot until it fell rang as he put it in haste.

"What is Kiki!!" yayah shouted from the front.

"Sorry, Mom! The pot fell, not intentionally!" answer Yuki.

"Well, if the pancakes are broken! Cut pay!" threaten Bu Yayah.

"No, Mom!"

Yuki immediately tidied up her hair and clothes. He rushed with a notebook and a pen, running forward.

"Bu Yayah, the job is done. I want to join the cooking demo!" yuki said as she ran away leaving the dumbstruck woman inside the shop, not being heard Yuki's words clearly because the girl ran fast. The news on television about the student demo made him aware.

"What did he say demo?? Uh, do-don't ...."

Ms. Yamah immediately came out of the store in a hurry.

"Eh! Oye! You can't take a violent demo! Anarchist!! Kiki!!" his yell.

However, late. The girl had gone away and was no longer visible from her nose.

"Groom this! The girl can't take part in the demonstrations that will ultimately lead to riots!"

Bu Yaah paced anxiously in front of the shop. No one can be called for help. Although he liked to yell at his assistant, but he was worried if anything happened to him.

The sound of her husband's motorbike used by Rangga was heard coming from far away.

"Ah, thankfully Rangga came home!"

The woman confronted her nephew in front of the house with an anxious face. The bike stopped right in front of him.

"Why is this aunt there? Wait what??" tanya Rangga took off her helmet, flapping the unraveling hair child in front of her eyes.

"The ladder! That was Kiki leaving in a hurry! He said he wanted to go to the demo! How's this?? If anything happens how? I don't know whose kid he's from!" said the woman was confused.

"Where did he go, Bi??" asked Rangga no less worried.

"Go that way! Uh, that's Om you're home! Aunty's coming with you, is she Rangga??" pinta Bu Yayah's.

Rangga actually did not want his aunt to come looking for Yuki because it was too dangerous in the crowd of student protesters, but his aunt had already climbed in her piggy bank. The man put on the helmet that was removed.

"Yes, Bi. Aunty's gonna see it from afar, huh?" Rangga.

"Ah, yes. Anyway that brat has to meet!" said Bu Jayah clenched his fingers, he still brought a napkin used to wipe the table.

"Eh, Sir! Nitip kids! I'm going to go find Kiki!" he shouted at Mr. Hendra.

"Yes, Mom! Where's Kiki??" asked Mr. Hendra to park his old car.

"Demo!"

The motor rolled into the street, not caring about the cries of Mr. Hendra who was anxious about his wife. But what power, children at home no one to look after. So, he still has to be at home.

*

"Sorry Mom, I'm late" Yuki said entering Ms. Rina's house.

"It hasn't started yet, Kiki. Please enter!" said Miss Rina.

A man was preparing a mixer, an oven, and some ingredients to make sweet bread. The man looked at Yuki for a bit, then smiled.

Upon entering the room and choosing a seat in the front, the entire eye in the room was pointed at him. Moments of whispers could be heard filling the room.

"Who is that girl, Mom? How young would you like to join a cooking demo?" asked a middle-aged mother behind Yuki.

"That's Ma'am Yayah's maid."

"Bu Yaah who owns the shop, the fierce one??"

"Ho'oh."

"What the hell, Mom?"

"Yes!"

"Say, too, Bu Yaah has two tuyul!"

The conversation gets more excited when it is associated with the supernatural world.

"Pay rich, huh?"

"Yes! The tuyulnya is male and female!"

"Ih, serem, huh? My pantes of money a hundred thousand times it's gone!"

"Where did you lose, ma'am?"

"Home home!"

"This Bu Tya, the hundred rib money is not a broomstick when there are nawarin to the houses, right?"

"Eh, hehehe yes deng! So two thousand bills."

"Huh! This Tya ma'am!"

Yuki giggled to himself.

Yes, Bu Yayah has two tuyul! Wildan with Aurel! Haha.

"Mom-mom, let's start yes .... Please note the steps. Later if someone wants to buy his tools, can contact us," said the man who will protest was promoting.

"Can you get a prick, Mas??" ask one of the mothers.

"Can, Mom!"

"Yuk, let's start with the cooking demo ...."

Instantly the atmosphere of the room became solemn. Only the sound of the cookware seller was heard, teaching a tutorial on making sweet bread using tools that they will sell later at the end of the event.

*

Meanwhile, in the square a group of students were voicing their aspirations.

A fat lady dressed in flowers and wearing a hair roll on her bangs, wanted to rush at the swarm of students to come forward to the man in action.

"Bi! Just wait here!" Rangga held his aunt's hand.

"When you move forward, it will be a problem! It will be a brawl! Already! Auntie is advancing!"

"But, Bi ...."

Not yet Rangga finished his words, the woman advanced to the ranks of the police who order the course of the demo.

"Eh, what do you want?" ask a policeman.

"You're looking for a girl who's in the demo! She's my maid! I want to tell you to go home!" ma'am Yayah replied while looking for Yuki. Unable to be prevented by the police, Bu Yaah advanced to a group of students who were some distance away from the police. The woman dabbled on the waist, while looking for Yuki.

A person who was not from the student suddenly shouted words that provoked the action. That shout was right in Bu Yayah's ear.

"Burn!! Burn it!!" screams loudly.

"Eh!! Shouting in my ear! I am deaf!! What was burned?? Want to make your troublemakers?? Go there!!" Bu Yamah immediately beat the man, until he ran away in a storm.

"Dissolve!! Disperse all!!" yayah shouted at the students who were starting to heat up. Some people will already throw Molotov cocktails. The woman was upset, then beat up the entourage with the napkin she had brought from home.

They saw an unusual sight, a well-mannered woman who dispersed their action. They walked away from the mother who started screaming to tell them to go home if the demo became anarchist.

By force, the people who marched were dispersed only because of a Bu Yayah. The police also managed to capture the Molotov cocktail carrier.

"Gilaa, my great aunt! He broke up the demo guys!"

Rangga was amazed to see his brave aunt disperse the anarchist action that would occur. Seeing her aunt start calling out to Yuki, Rangga helped her.

"Kiki!! Kiki!!" yayah and Rangga shouted among the people. There was no girl they were looking for.

Until in the end, the protesters in the city square have dispersed somewhere, they have not found Yuki.