Chasing Barokah
MB32. A LOT OF CHANGE

"A person who befriends shaleh and ugly people is like a friend of a perfumed oil salesman and a blacksmith. Befriend the seller of fragrant oil you will not lose, can not buy a minimum of dapet fragrance... at least you get the smell of the burning smell," Jaka raised the face of Neta who had returned damp and cupped it soft even though his palms were not as smooth as marble. Removing all tears that are scattered no matter if the newly replaced shirt is wet by the tears of this girl.

"You want anything there, you keep a bad image.now understand why brother Syifa, mas Syarif or mother always bring beautiful neng out of the work now, and now, not for sister Syifa, mas Syarif or mother.but make your own beautiful neng,"

"Including you?" ask Neta.

Jaka agreed, "including me."

"Keep what keeps you afloat?" neta asked, Jaka smiled, "mother, Wulan, and now."

Shanneta blinked several times to hold her melted body.

"I don't work anymore as a DJ, what am I doing? So unemployed? It's just a burden on your life" he replied, the two eyes still look watery.

"Enough at home, so the whole wife. If it is used to work, neng beautiful can find a job according to the degree in getting college time, I will not be forbidden but also do not tell.kamu never become a burden for me," his hands moved to rub Neta's hair and tidy it up.

"It has to be now and now. Stop when the pretty neng is ready,"

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"Mother seriously, early in the morning want to nyamperin contract Jaka? Fear them again at rest." asked Sharif. Nilam's mother hastened to attach her bag to her shoulder, "sure Rif, if Jaka is still at home at this hour. From yesterday held still rich there are those who ngeganjel that, feel overshadowed by sin.." he replied.

Sharif met Syifa who nodded briefly.

"Mas to campus is fuckin' right?" ask Syifa.

"Yes, my schedule is noon. So I can nemenin mom,"

"Temenin yes mas. I'm sorry I can't come along" Syifa replied grimacing uneasily, Sharif nodding.

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The heart-to-heart moment in the kitchen was finally a little disturbed by the noise outside.

"Ah, time 5 rebu bang! 3 Tops usually too!"

"This is pete how much is pete?!"

"This is toge how much bang?"

"There's a greengrocer up front, try to learn to join the mothers..." Jaka reached into his pocket to pick up his brown accented black leather wallet, a not-so-good wallet

and it's been a while since there's been some defect there.

He handed a blue sheet to Neta, a piece of money that Neta used to use just to buy a glass of juice. The girl raised her eyebrows, "this?"

"Money to shop, buy enough. If for dinner less, we will buy outside," replied Jaka gave his order.

"I buy what use money this way, this is all you can buy tempe doang?" ask Neta, want him to go back and forth the sheet nih money will not turn mateng into a red sheet.

"indiscriminately. I'll ask Aya Tuh..."

Neta complied even though she was still astonished by staring strangely at a piece of blue money.

The opening of the door that immediately felt cold to welcome the skin, the voices of mothers were no less boisterous like those of people again at the demo.

From a distance that is still far away Neta has frowned, "gue want to shop what use money like this?" he took a position between the mpok Aya and cing Anjar who were fiercely arguing with the vegetable brother. One argument is that the expensive vegetable from the farmer one said because of the market game that ends up talking to the people's board. It's great! Mothers are sinters in all fields, critics, politicians, lawyers, accountants, financial advisors and much more...

"Neng, shopping?!" cing Anjar asked, but a moment later they glanced at Neta immediately surprised, "ay Allah neng! You're a crybaby? Fetched by Jaka, neng?!" the look of worried face suddenly flicked up the debate and commotion. Mpok Aya had even cupped Neta's face.

"Engga. Not Jaka, just calm down." Neta avoids and prefers to feel vegetables on wheels.

"I don't feel like I'm going to cry out for someone, if there's a problem with the story."

"Hey deck, if that Jaka is rude or hurtful say it's the same we-we, let's tell that Jaka!" add aunty Hana by throwing rough tofu packs.

"Ouch, aunt. Don't know aye's the one who's got the rampage!" namel the vegetable brother. Neta laughed crisply, "not aunty, thank God from the beginning of marriage, from the first to know Jaka never hurt the heart, angry let alone rude.." his heart melos, his heart never hurt, there is he who always makes Jaka hurt, always thumping Jaka and snapping Jaka.

"Nape lu neng, is there a problem? Story.." touch cing Anjar, Neta shook her head sweetly, "nothing cing, thank you..."

"Oh yes, just now Jaka told me to shop..kalo so this can be dapet what mpok, cing, auntie?" ask Neta.

"Can dapet tuh neng chicken, can be sauteed..here mpok pickin!"

Neta smiled widely, finally he got a solution.it looks like Neta has to learn a lot on the mothers of this temperature now.

Neta had brought the groceries that had just been selected by Aya's mvok, Cing Anjar and aunt Hana into the house.

"Yetoo! Wuh! A lot of yes, money gap can get a secrete gini, macem-macem, greattt!" decaknya. Jaka who had just finished receiving a smiling phone call.

Neta opened the crackle and took out all her groceries in front of Jaka.

"Okay, let's start cooking!"

Jaka patiently taught Neta to cook for the first time, "i'll be ahead for a while..."

Neta turned her head while being engrossed in tasting the taste of the cuisine from the face by blowing the seasoning she took a little.

"Where are you? How is this going?"

"It's just wait until the water recedes continue to turn the stove.I go ahead for a while, pick people up, just a moment..." Jaka turned towards the room and changed clothes.

"Whose person?! Your girlfriend is?!" Neta asked fiercely following Jaka by still holding the spatula.

Jaka smiled at her gelatinous smile, "no, my special person.." God.

"Ihhh, I'm messing around with cooking too!" his bully pointed at the spatula.

"Yes do not mind, it dapet tired neng beautiful. Time in the random, this important guy neng, a minute ya!"

Jaka immediately grabbed the keys of his bike and left without caring about Shanneta who was still staring fiercely at him, "Jaka! Look out, you can't go back!"

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~ Jaka ~

A car has been parked beautifully next to Shanneta car that has been stored for some time in the workshop ci Olin with two passengers in it which of course Jaka knows.

He flicked the motor right near him, "during a while, ma'am?"

Nilam's mother came out with Syarif mas from the car, the first mother saw was her daughter's car red jazzy who somehow will be in the workshop ci Olin.

"It's Neta's car, isn't it Jak?" ask his father-in-law while receiving salim from Jaka.

"Yes ma'am, it's connected here because to the contract I can't get in the car,"

"Healthy mas?" ask Jaka.

"Alhamdulillah Jak, is that why your face?" tanya mas Syarif pointed at Jaka's face to make Nilam's mother turn her head and agreed, "iya Jak, your face why? Hit people or do you a bitch?"

Jaka just threw a smile, "this is a little incident earlier dawn mas, ma'am.kalo so mother let me.mas Syarif sama--"

Opik appears at the right time, he deliberately came because Jaka asked for it. The young man in the brown t-shirt approached Jaka.

"Opik, ma'am.mas Syarif, this is my friend's opik,"

The young man who just woke up had not had time to eat breakfast suddenly got a call from the friend, asking him to come to the workshop ci Olin with a motorbike, apparently Jaka asked him to be an ojek.

"Opik," Opik smiled to greet Nilam and Syarif.

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Neta turned off the stove according to Jaka's instructions, he felt the cuisine was already right on the tongue, he had tasted many times until he tasted with a fist of warm rice. His hands stretched out to take the bowl from inside the kitchen cupboard.

"Important who's trying! More importantly where is the same me!" weird nagging.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat..."

"Wa'alaikumsalam."

The door opened, leaving them silent for a moment, Neta frozen in place as the food she moved into the bowl was half of it. Likewise, Syarif's mother and mas were surprised to see the beautiful girl of the Alm family. Budiawan is busy in....kapur?!

"Udah mateng?" ask Jaka.

"U-already" replied Neta.

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