BROMOCORAS
Ajeng Awareness

"Had not yet eaten him. If you have dong. If you want to talk outside. This is where we eat."

Hearing the reprimand of a young man whose age may be four five years below him, Ajimukti only then threw a smile.

"Oh, we've. Monggo if you want to sit." Ajimukti allowed the young man to sit down after he had previously stood up from his seat and gestured to Khalil and the Imam. Khalil and Imam who had wanted to rise in blood because of the attitude of the young man was then only able to obey when Ajimukti gave them a signal.

Ajimukti immediately headed to the seller's place to pay for his food.

"Well, what a big rush, Mas Aji. The coffee hasn't been spent either." Said the seller was friendly.

"It's okay, Kang. Coincidentally the stalls are crowded. Not good for other visitors." Ajimukti.

"Actually because of that young man, Kang. Against our mentang is done then chat, e he even nyolot." Khalil said a little still upset with the young man.

Ajimukti again signaled to Khalil not to prolong the matter.

"That's it, Mom?" Ask the seller to look bad with Ajimukti.

"It's okay, Kang." Sahut Ajimukti later.

"So how much, Kang?" Ask Ajimukti later

"So a total of seventy-two thousand, Mas. It's seventy." Said the seller.

Ajimukti offered money fifties tens of thousands two tens of thousands as well as five thousands.

"Excess, Mum." The seller returned five thousand Ajimukti.

"Seventy-two right, Kang? The rest is for sampeyan." Ajimukti Reply.

"But, Mom..."

Ajimukti held back the seller's words with a gesture of his hand.

"The young man's name is Hexa, Mas. He just graduated High School this year. His son does not have uploads. Since High School, he often hangs out in my shop, even if skipping school with his friends, he can from morning to afternoon in my shop." Said the seller then.

Ajimukti then just nodded then glanced towards the young man.

From the appearance of the young man it seemed like he was the child of the people. It was visible from the branded clothes that the young man was wearing.

"Then, Kang. Excuse me first." Say Ajimukti after that, then invite Khalil and Imam to leave the food stall.

"It's true that I wanted to teach the boy a lesson, Gus." Khalil said, still upset.

Ajimukti smiled, "Already, Kang. It's okay what. That's right what the young man said. We shouldn't have finished eating but we're still chatting. Poor other visitors." Sahut Ajimukti later.

"But the njenengan had also heard his father said that he could stay there for a long time, Gus. Kok, now instead tell someone else to rush away." Imam Typal.

Again Ajimukti smiled, "Leave it, Kang. If we serve that kind of unstable youth. We're not much different than that young man, Kang."

Khalil and Imam then just nodded and then kept silent and continued to walk behind Ajimukti walking towards the car parked not far from the stall.

Meanwhile, not far from Pondok Hidayah. Manan was taking a cut chicken at Prastowo's house, when Ajeng suddenly rebuked him.

"Tumben alone, Nan?" Ajeng asked as Manan was arranging the chicken into a big box.

"The same thing with the Imam took the Teachings to the shopping market, Jeng." Sahut Manan is still busy arranging the meat.

"Emmm..." Ajeng nodded his head.

"Where is Kang Sobri? How can you not accompany me?" Tanya Ajeng later.

"So when I came here, Kang Sobri was still pure. Than waiting for him to hunt. I'm going alone." Sahut Manan while walking towards the faucet to wash his hands.

"By the way, you haven't heard from Nafisa yet, Nan?" Tanya Ajeng arrived.

Manan who had just sat not far from Ajeng was slightly jolted by the Ajeng question that arrived. He just then shook his head.

"Blas, at all?" Ajeng asked again a little pressing.

"Yes, Jeng. Since then. I can't contact him anymore." Manan with a heavy voice.

Ajeng understood with Manan's current feelings. He was really sorry after asking that. He shouldn't be talking about Nafisa anymore.

"Sorry, Nan." Ajeng lirih.

"Sorry for what, Jeng?" Manan asked without looking at Ajeng.

"Then ask that again. I shouldn't have brought that up. You remember it again, right?" Ajeng sounded full of regret.

Manan smiled, "Without you even asking I can't forget about him, Jeng. Every moment also remembers him. So you don't have to be that sorry for asking that." Said later.

Ajeng smiled. To be honest, he knew and confirmed Manan's statement. He knew how much Nafisa meant to Manan back then even today. Not a single figure had ever shifted the Nafisa in Manan's heart so far.

"You're patient, Nan. It is easy that the fruit of your patience will be able to match what you expect." Saying it in the end.

"There's actually something I want to talk to you about, Jeng." Manan then said with a heavy voice.

He turned a little towards Manan. His forehead wrinkled a sign of curiosity permeating his mind.

"What's that about, Nan?" Ask later.

Manan once again sighed, "On Kang Sobri."

Ajeng grew curious, again he frowned.

"Kang Sobri? What happened to Kang Sobri, Nan? Did something happen to her or...?"

Manan looked towards Ajeng. "Why are you so good, Jeng?" Cut later.

The teaching then appeared to waver and began to misbehave.

"No, Nan. You want to talk but about someone else. I will be... Emm... Ah, that's it." The teacher looks embarrassed.

"Do you have a crush on Kang Sobri, Jeng? Didn't you previously have a crush on Ajik?" Asked Manan without further ado.

"I? Has a crush on Kang Sobri? Yes, not, Nan. You're just kidding, you know." Despite saying so, but Manan saw Ajeng's attitude a little different.

"If it is. I am so thankful, Jeng. Because that's exactly what I want to talk to you about." Manan said softly between his breaths.

Again Ajeng frowned, "You mean, Nan?" Ask later.

"It looks like Kang Sobri is harboring feelings for you, Jeng." Manan said after that.

Ajeng gasped a little and then gulped, "Ahh, you're a ngaco, Nan. Where could it be, Nan." He nodded his hand for a moment.

Manan looked up and then looked over and smiled.

"I think you can quite read Kang Sobri's attitude, Jeng." Say it while standing.

"Yes, Jeng. I want to go back to the school first. Daytime hunting, it won't even hit the cooking time." Continue while raising the box on the motor.

"Hmmm, be careful, Nan." Ajeng said as soon as Manan started his motor engine.

"Nitip greetings to Kang Sobri no?" Tempta Manan later.

Ajeng only then hit Manan's shoulder. "You are that, Nan. Ngawur!"

Manan just smiled to see Ajeng's face began to blush then rushed to pull the motor gas and passed from Prastowo's house.

As far as Manan from his home, Ajeng sat back in his place earlier. He also smiled to himself.

"I'm trying to organize my beliefs, Nan. I know, though, that everyone is trying to cover it up. I am self-conscious enough that having to force my heart to stick with my ego to keep my feelings for Kang Aji will only make my heart ache. I don't know if I was wrong when I dropped this feeling on Kang Sobri. I was just trying to convince my own heart that this was not my escape, Nan. I saw sincerity in Kang Sobri's eyes. It's easy to fall in love with someone who loves us." Batin Ajeng smilingly showed his dimples and then returned to daydreaming by himself.

When he arrived at Pondok Hidayah, Manan passed Ajimukti who had just arrived also at the boarding school. Khalil and the Imam who saw Manan carrying a box of chicken meat immediately helped him lower it from the top of the motorbike.

"Thank you, Lil." Manan then said.

"You alone, Nan?" Ask Ajimukti later.

"Yes, Jik. Kang Sobri saw that I was washing. You can do it yourself, Jik." Sahut Manan while parking his motorbike.

"It was supposed to be waiting for us, Nan. Let someone help." Sela Khalil later.

"Let's not hunt until later, Lil. Let's just take it to the kitchen." Saying where later.

"Yes, Kang Khalil. Sampeyan just help Manan lift it. Let the one in my car be the same Kang Imam who brought it." Say Ajimukti while opening the trunk of his car.

"It's okay, Gus?" Ask Khalil again.

"It's okay, it's okay." Ajimukti flicked his hand and soon followed the Imam to bring down their groceries.

"Gus Aufa is amazing huh, Nan. I still like to regret my treatment." Khalil said as he lifted the chicken into the kitchen.

"Already, Lil. Don't think about it. After all, Ajik has never brought it up. Now that's all that matters is that we rigenke him to take care of this pesantren while we're also salaried, Lil." Sahut Manan's.

Khalil nodded, "You're right, Nan. It was fortunate that I could now be close to Gus Aufa."

"The magic is exactly the same as Kyai Salim, Lil. It's a shame you haven't met him. Ajik and Kyai Salim in front can be a role model, in the middle of the hoe, if told behind he was stirred. Rarely are scholars like him and Kyai Salim, Lil. Flat, which is on each other's scramble shows its existence to be on the front." Manan said after that.

"Yes, Nan. You're correct. That's what we should be an example of Gus Aufa." Khalil Sahut.

"When there's time, you tell me about Kyai Salim. Even though I haven't met him, but I want to learn to live from him through people who have been close to him." Khalil said later.

Manan only smiled, then opened the kitchen door with his hands next to his.

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