Billionaires Falling Poor
9

That morning was the first day Vraka woke up in Sukamaju village. He looked around at the situation around him. He still looked around. The young mothers he saved yesterday helped him a lot as well as the mother's son.

"Bang Zayyan, just woke up?" tanya Adit, son of a nonic mother.

"Eh, dit, no, what the hell are you doing?" tanya Zayyan approached Adit who was cleaning his cargo.

"Clean-clean bang, want to pull this," replied Adit with a smile.

"I'm coming with you, can't I?" ask Vraka. He deliberately wanted to join Adit narik angkot so that he knew the people around him. That would make it easier for him to find the figure he was looking for.

"That's a lot Zayyan. I was happy to thank you for helping him, "Adit was excited that Zayyan wanted to help him today.

Finally the two young men together narik angkot. Adit's job is an angkot driver in Sukamaju village. The young First High School graduate was so flexible in mastering the steering wheel. The person is also friendly and easy to blend in with others.

Vraka became his snub this time. He doesn't talk to anyone much. Just withdrawing money from the passengers. The rest he just kept quiet, sat down, and observed the conditions in Sukamaju village.

A girl dressed in batik and her long black skirt seemed to be waiting for an angkot who usually passed in front of the school, where she taught.

"Mom Baras hasn't come home yet?" ask the sports teacher who saw Laras still standing waiting for the angkot to pass.

"Eh, not yet Mr. Kuswo, this is still waiting for angkot," replied Laras.

"Do you want me to deliver it? Instead of waiting for the angkot long," bargained Kuswo, a sports teacher who is the same age as the Baras. And actually he harbors feelings with Baras. It's just that the beautiful teacher's mother never wanted to respond to her feelings.

"No sir, I'm taking the angkot. The interior of our house is also not unidirectional," reject the barrel smoothly.

"But I'm okay with doing Bu Laras until his house," said Mr. Kuswo still trying to approach Bu Laras even though a little forcing. Who knows, it was accepted.

"I'm sorry Mr. Kuswo I rode my angkot, it's angkotnya Adit already seen. Let me first, excuse me, assalamualaikum," said Laras then rushed to leave Kuswo who felt disappointed because again failed to approach the girl of his heart.

"Getishalight."

Fail again, fail again, hadehhhhh, the inner sports teacher was upset.

Laras waved his hand to stop the cargo owned by Adit. Laras sees that there is a stranger he met in Adit's cabana.

"Well aja mbak Laras, it's Temen Adit, his name is bang Zayyan. He is a new person in our village" said Adit who saw the gaze of Laras to the figure of Zayyan.

"Oh yes, greetings know me Laras," said Laras while extending his hand.

Zayyan, at the head of the venom, returned the hand of the sweet girl dimmed in front of him.

"Zayyan" he answered briefly.

"Bang Zayyan is from that city mbak Laras. Come here to visit his parents' tomb. His father and mother are buried here. His son, Ahmad and Bu Aini. The villagers were here too. While on vacation in the village of his birth he used to say, really not bang?" adit asked after explaining at length to Laras.

"Yes really."

"Because their house has also been torn down eating bang Zayyan now lives in my mother's rented mbak," said Adit back.

"Oh, I see," said Laras with a smile.

"Lah mbak Laras tumben you do not bring a vehicle. Where's the bike going?" ask Adit because Tumben aja Laras rose angkotnya.

"Obah pantesan aja mbak to ride the angkot."

"Yes, because that bad boy doesn't want me. After school he has run away," continued Laras now with a slightly upset tone.

"I mean Laras the Doni?" ask Adit to clarify.

"Yes to me."

"That boy is naughty. Cook yes mbak left so alone," said Adit while eroded amused.

Laras also replied, "yes, doni's behavior is somewhat different than others."

Adit laughed off hearing Laras' words. One village also knows how the behavior of Laras' sister who is super duper a lot of his behavior. Zayyan remained silent as Laras and Adit chatted. The two were engrossed in conversation and often Zayyan noticed Laras who was laughing loosely.

"It's mbak mnampek."

Laras gave ten thousand to Zayyan because he had arrived in front of the courtyard of his house.

"The return is mbak."

"No need to bang, take it, the Adit is also usually so," Laras refused to deposit five thousand money by Zayyan.

"That's okay. If mbak Laras who rose profit a lot of me," replied Adit with a smile fluffy.

"Thank you, dit" said Laras who came down from angkot.

"I'm the one who actually thanks mbak, tomorrow I go through here if mbak Laras talented work. Not to be confused, he said the bike is still not well?"

"Well, that's a good idea, thanks again."

"Sama-sama."

"Thank you bang zay" Laras said with a smile and a nod of his head was answered by Zayyan.

Zayyan watched Laras walk over and was greeted by an old man whose gaze was enough to make Zayyan feel that something was off.

"Bang, let's pull again," asked Adit who was preparing to leave.

Then the angkot again drove away from the residence of Laras.

"Ekhemmmm. Same crush as Mbak Laras huh?" asked Adit who saw Zayyan become dreamy after Laras came down.

"Not really."

"It's okay too, bang. Lagian mbak Laras is also still single and also beautiful anyway," said Adit while smiling still teasing Zayyan.

Hearing this Zayyan only let out a long breath. He seemed to have seen a suspicious figure. Who is the old man in the house of Laras. Looks like tonight Zayyan has to investigate who the grandparents are in the house Laras.

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TB