ANTIQUE NURSE
Bonchap: How to Make Runyam #1
“Panda!!”
There was a cry of five octaves when Adinda called her husband. Jojo, who was in the study, rushed to his wife. After passing through the living room, the man finally arrived inside the room. Jojo already has his own home. He decided to buy a house near Cakra. The man deliberately chose a place to live nearby so as not to have trouble when asking his best friend to help keep his children.
“What's up?”
“This help dong. That Barra hasn't been wearing a shirt. Mama Rahma kept calling. Mba Dira!!”
Jojo immediately helps his eldest son to get dressed for not wanting to hear his wife's nagging again. Before long, Dira, the baby sitter who helped Adinda take care of her children came.
Jojo and Adinda have three children. Barra's first child, and his second child, twins, were named Nayara and Naraya. Barra and the twins were only a year and a half away. And now the twins are two years old. Adinda is pregnant with her fourth child. The woman's gestational age has only been running for two months.
“Mba Dira, this please Naya same naranya made clothes. I'm going to take a shower first.”
“Iya bu.”
Dira immediately takes Naya and Nara to his room and selects clothes for them. Adinda immediately went into the bathroom.she had to quickly prepare, Rahma was already waiting for their arrival. Rahma will take her grandchildren for a walk.
Thirty minutes later, everything was ready. Jojo holds the twins and puts them in the car, along with Barra, and her three children sit in the back seat. Shortly after Adinda came in. Jojo immediately drove his vehicle.
The arrival of Jojo and Adinda has been awaited by Teddy and Rahma. Today he deliberately took all his grandchildren for a walk. Anfa, Rayi, Kevin and Miss who will accompany them. The other children were given the freedom to enjoy their time. The hearts of Rahma and Teddy are happy, because in addition to Adinda, Nina, Nadia and Sekar are pregnant as well.
The motorcade left Teddy's residence. Jojo and Adina are still in place until the three cars disappear from view. The two then got back in the car.
“Panda, I want to eat batagor,” Adinda said while wearing a seat belt.
“Bby. We go to Batagor Riri how?”
“Ngga want. I want to eat batagor sold on the roadside.”
“Ok darling. What the hell does not make beloved manda.”
Jojo starts the engine of the car then immediately presses the accelerator, slowly the Honda Civic was sliding away. Jojo slowed down his vehicle as it passed through a row of street vendors. He stopped in front of the cart selling batagor. But Adinda shook her head, the man returned to running the vehicle.
Jojo had stopped his vehicle five times in front of the batagor seller but Adinda always shook her head. Finally Jojo stopped his vehicle near the park.
“Manda want rich how batagornya?”
“I want to eat batagor that sells on the roadside.”
“It was a panda how many times it stopped, just the mandanya do not want aja.”
“I want the sale of batagornya bald head panda.”
“Gosh!”
Jojo patted his forehead hearing the wife's nyeleneh request. He looked at the Adinda who looked serious with his words.
“Why be bald?”
“Ngga know. Kepengen aja, default utun kali,” Adinda rub his stomach is still flat.
Jojo has no choice but to follow his wife's will. He returned to drive his vehicle, looking for a bald roadside peddler. After going around for half an hour, he finally found a bald-headed bricklayer. He stopped the car in front of the batagor cart.
“You bought how many mandagornya?”
“Ngga mau.”
“Why? That's what he sells bald.”
“There's still that hair. I want the one selling his slippery bald head rich in Ipin.”
“Hah??”
Jojo was again surprised to hear the request of his wife. With a bad feeling he returned to running his vehicle. His heart was endlessly grumbling at his wife's strange request. The man continued to circle the city of Bandung, looking for a batagor merchant who fit the criteria of his wife.
Tired of driving for nearly two hours, Jojo stopped his vehicle near the sidewalk filled with street vendors. He looked around, then caught the peddler among the shallow merchants.
“Manda want to drink cendol what cingcau first? Panda thirsty,” Jojo rubbed his throat.
“Boleh, I want a cingcau but the cingca don't do much. Syrup is just as much as ice yes.”
“Ok. You wait here just yes.”
“Iya.”
Jojo opens the car window and turns off the engine. He then got out of the car and approached the ice vendor. After ordering for himself as well as the wife, Jojo walked towards the batagor merchant who happened to be quiet buyer. Jojo noticed the seller who was about the same age as Anfa. Her hair was shoulder-length and her face was not too ugly either. He immediately approached the seller.
“Bang.”
“Iya a. want batagor.”
“Yes but gini bang. My wife again craves to eat batagor but the one selling his head must be bald rich Ipin. I've been around but not met.”
“Terus?”
“Abang want to not be dibotakin? Later I will compensate for paying for his hair.”
“Emang should be bald huh?”
“Iya. How's it? Want ngga?”
“Aa dare to pay how much?”
“Abang ask how much?”
The young man was silent for a moment. Actually, he did not want his hair to be shaved like Ipin, but the monetary rewards offered Jojo so seductive. Moreover, it has been three days since the trade was quiet.
“I asked for a million a, can not?”
“I give you three million, but shave right now. How?”
“Serious a?”
“Iya.”
“Ok a, I shave in DPR first. Not long time.”
“Eh Where is DPR? Far no?”
“Ngga a, just right there. Under Tree Leaf.”
The peddler pointed towards a large tree not far from his cart. Looks like a shave down there. Jojo nodded his head. He then said what the seller should do after shaving his hair. Soon the young man ran towards the tree. Jojo returns to his car to make Adinda unsuspecting.
According to Jojo's instructions, the batagor seller walked over while carrying a plastic bag in his hand. He gave a bag containing bricks to the parking lotman who was near Jojo's car.
“Waduh nohun kasep, nyaho wae father keur hayang batagor. But naha eta sirah bet so my bolenang? (thank you saucy, you know you again want batagor. But that's why the head went bald)”
“New style sir. Dizziness is singles wae. Sugan we geus bald kieu aya nu nyangsang (new style sir. The twisting singles continue. Once upon a time balding no one wants.”
Hearing the conversation of the two, Jojo looked at Adinda who was watching the bakagor seller who had changed his appearance. The hair on the salesman's head had been exhausted, slippery like Ipin's head.
“Panda, it's a bricklayer isn't it?”
“Panda ask first yes. If it's a bricklayer, you want to buy?”
“Iya, buyin five servings.”
“Ok manda darling.”
Jojo got out of his car feeling happy. His efforts were successful as well, he immediately approached the seller. The man quickly made five portions of Jojo's order.
“Nih to pay his batagor,” Jojo hand over a sheet of fifty thousand.
“And this makes his shaving fare.”
Jojo spent three million rupiah and gave it to the seller. The young man looked up at the large amount of money. In his entire life he held at most only a million dollars. He gladly accepted Jojo's gift.
“Alhamdulillah, nohun a. Natur nuhun pisan.”
“Sama-sama. I go first yes.”
“Eh a, this one doesn't have to be paid.”
“Take aja, I buy not ask.”
Jojo rushes back to his car to hand over his wife's order. His heart was happy to be able to fulfill the desire to crave Adinda who was a little disgusting. Of course the man will ask for payment for his hard work. Especially if you are not exercising on the bed. It just so happened that all of her children were going on a picnic. So no one will interfere with their bed sports.
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Setali three money with Adinda, Sekar also wants something in her current pregnancy. All of a sudden he wanted to eat a whipped noodle. The prowess of the food containing noodles with a sprinkling of pebbles on it made his saliva want to drip. She immediately contacted her husband who was in the office.
“Abang.”
“Iya darling.”
“I want to eat whipped noodles. But it must be the brother who bought.”
“Ok my love. Brother buyin now deh.”
“But brother should buy it in the alley celepot yes, delicious noodles whipped there. Do not use long yes bang, an hour must already have my order.”
“Ok.”
Ending his call. Cakra immediately looked for the seller of the whipped noodles as the wife said. He typed on the search page ‘mie shake in the alleys of celepot’. Rows of information about the seller of shake noodles directly plastered, Cakra looking one by one address mentioned his wife earlier.
It's been half an hour, Cakra's been struggling with his cell phone. Repeatedly he asked Google about the existence of the celepot gang but did not find it. The man then contacted his assistant and secretary to ask the name of the alley which was a little strange. Even he contacted Beno as well as Great, who knew that his men knew about an alley of unknown existence.
Cakra saw the clock on his wrist, only ten minutes left from the time specified by the wife. Eventually Cakra gave up and chose to contact Sekar at the risk of receiving his spray. In her pregnancy this time Sekar more fierce and chatty, every ask for something, she does not like if Cakra banya ask about her request.
“What brother? Whipped noodles already exist?”
“Ennnggg. Where the hell is that celepot? I've been on Google but I don't know. Brother is also here and there but no one knows.”
“Yes wouldn't if it was the same as google. His name is also a celepot gang, yes definitely not listed on the map. Should have asked the same brother Miss, Gurit or Radix. Only those who know the existence of the celepot gang. Udah ah, I just give you an extra half an hour, the message must already be there!”
Sekar decided on a call. Cakra immediately contacted Miss, but her call went unanswered. He then contacted Gurit who was connected to the voice box. The hope was only in Radix, lucky that the man immediately answered his call.
“Dix.”
“Iya bang.”
“Sekar want to eat noodles shake aisle celepot, he said only you, Gurit sama Rindu who know the location.”
“Oh.. noodles whipped aisle celepot is on campus deck bang. Next to the motor park, there is a small alley, well we call it the celepot alley. Not far away, there is on the right, which sells mother-emak.”
“Jeez, from earlier cake. Yes thanks for the info.”
Cakra decided on his call and rushed to the campus where his wife used to study. The atmosphere in front of the campus is quite crowded, many students are hanging out waiting for the change of lecture hours there. The man stepped into a small alley next to the parking lot. It should be called a celepot gang, because the alley is narrow. Let alone the motor, two people walking must also be in a tilted position.
As per Radix's instructions, Cakra quickly discovered the existence of a whipped noodle seller. It turned out that only one portion remained, the man immediately ordered it. After successfully getting the whipped noodles, Cakra rushed home. His arrival was awaited by Sekar.
“Nih Yang, stay the rest one.”
“Ya already my brother who ate,” replied Sekar relaxed.
“Loh kok brother. You want to eat.”
“It was, but brother over time anyway. I ate rice just now.”
“Ya greetings. How does the noodle shake?”
“Abang a meal.”
“Abang still full, it was lunch.”
“Mubazir. Have a meal!”
Cakra had no other choice if he had heard his wife's voice rising. Although his stomach still feels full, as much as possible he spent the whipped noodles that turned out to taste good. Sekar approached Cakra as soon as her husband finished finishing the whipped noodles.
“Where is bang the whipped noodles?”
“Udah abis, earlier he said tell brother to eat.”
“Diabicin?”
“Iya.”
“What a day, no surprise for me. I want to.” too
“And you who told me to eat,” squash Cakra, as if he was a suspect only. whereas he only carried out the edict of the queen mother.
“I'll tell you to eat instead of eating. What brother, anyway? So now I how dong?”
“Yes want how again, people already abis.”
“Big evil hiks.. hiks.. ngga inget same wife and child hiks.. hiks...”.
“Ya greetings.”
Cakra patted his forehead seeing Sekar nangis as he pleased because the whipped noodles had been eaten.
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**Sabar Jojo, Patience Cakra...😂
Happy breaking fast to those who are running🙏**