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The ukhti 107

"Abah abis arguing with Kyai Bahar" said Abah lirih but still can be heard. The vexation was clearly visible from the man's face.

"What's? Are you arguing with Kyai Bahar? Where's?" tanya Sania was tubed with her surprised face. With his hands propped up on the top side of the display case, his eyes stared fixedly at Abah curiously.

"So at the market mosque, Abah accidentally met there. His gaze was so cynical with Abah. He who does not live first eh even Abah who is accused of being arrogant. The older the stranger the person," said Abah grumbling.

Sania laughed softly at Abah's words and reaction at this time. "Yes, don't be so taken care of if I think. Kyai Bahar is tired of herself, Bah."

Abah also smiled and looked at his son, "But if not diasihatin, itchy mouth Abah, son. Moreover, he first insinuated the nyindir son of Abah. Which parents try to accept?"

"Yes, Bah. But the person also tetep ngeyel and do not feel guilty, how dong? Don't you feel tired yourself?" reply Sania while stepping around the storefront and taking a seat next to Abah.

"Then Abah asked you not to see the King too often unless there is something very important."

"Yes, Bah. Sania knows. Just relax,"

And they both smile the same, along with the arrival of Umi who just shopping for kitchen needs.

While elsewhere, the King was seen just opening his eyes around that. The king awoke as hunger began to strike his stomach. He got up and went to the bathroom. After which, the King rushed out of the warehouse and circulated his gaze.

"What did you eat?" muttered the King while thinking. But soon he came up with the idea and soon he stepped towards where his bike was parked.

The restaurant of the field became the choice of the King to eat this time. For lunch, the king rarely eats at home. Because during the day, Mother rarely cooks and is still at home. The king immediately parked his motorbike and rushed into the restaurant field he was heading to.

After ordering a serving of rice and some side dishes, the King immediately sat down and ate the dish. While enjoying the food, the King looked around the not-so-rame restaurant.

It did not take long, even one plate of rice was devoured. The king immediately stood up and stepped towards the cashier then made the payment. After that, the king chose to go home. There was no place to go after eating.

When the King was advancing his motorbike arrived on a quiet street there was a motorbike that overtakes him, but the fate of the motorbike was suddenly lost balance after accidentally passing a hole in the road. The motor was smeared and fell right in front of the King.

"Kyai Bahar?" said the King and some residents who knew who had fallen from the bike. Kyai Bahar could only grimace in enduring the pain. Immediately the residents gave help and lifted Kyai Bahar's body to one of the residents' houses.

"We'd better take it to the hospital" one of the residents suggested.

"Yes, try to find a car only time someone can be asked for help." reply other residents.

The king was silent. Somehow he wanted to leave immediately rather than help the Kyai.

"It's kind of hard to find a car, it's noon like this. How if you use a motorbike, after all, only feet and hands are scuffed," said the other residents again.

"Sorry, Mr. Kyai. Are you okay, Dad? Should we go to the hospital, right?" ask the polite people. Kyai Bahar who was grimacing in pain also nodded weakly.

"Yes, sir, help me stand up. We take the father," replied the citizen who had offered. "Prepare the motor."

Kyai Bahar's forehead frowned when he heard the person ordering other residents to prepare a motorbike.

"Wear motor?" ask Kyai Bahar.

"Yes, sir." reply citizens.

"That's right. Another person injured like this still has to ride a motorcycle. Find a car, no time?"

All the citizens were stunned to hear the words of Kyai Bahar, as well as the King. His mouth was unflappable.

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