Chasing Barokah
MB48. TARKA MEETING

"Jak," pat ci Olin a little hard exactly on the back of the horse.

"Are you not really?" ci Olin asked, lifting his chin briefly, he had attached his black bag to his shoulder by firmly sticking the zipper with his armpits so that the money would not run away. The bag model can be simple and old-school but the contents, beuhhh! do not be asked-do not stock spare parts motor in the workshop, the old city following the brothers and sisters mayamnya only he can buy!

Car vil's cellop, T-shirts and knee-length pants, do not reflect a conglomerate but believe me the style that does not make it mindless young people if entering the mall. Son CEO mah pass by the cici-cici berkaos oblong!

"That's so ci. Thank you," Jaka replied, recalling Neta's fierce remark earlier at home. He still wants to maintain household harmony by accepting his wife's proposal.

"Well, I'm tipping the workshop! Ntar if the break will Friday, there is koko in the dalem." message to Jaka and Opik.

"Where are you going ci?" tanya Opik wiping his hands oiled.

"To BSD dong, indeed elu-market malem a toy if not the office of the village," he replied sneering sloppily deadly style of young people in front of him.

"Well, already know his men rich crumb crumb crumb crank cave, once dong Ci modalin make a walk!" Smart opic overturns the sentence Ci Oline, indeed the partner debated the suitable between the boss and the men, while Jaka as mediator only, neutrals do not want to respond to the sloppiness that makes the brain lying on the ground, should be Shanneta's co-star then will clop the three to form a trio lenong.

"So, if there is Siwon from Astra call aja koko" he said, Opik laughed with the nickname of the supplier employees who often come to the workshop of this boss, sadists want nyantet.

"Yes" he answered briefly continuing the work.

*I go back to the contract yes, make Friday prayers here. New home to mom*.

The message that has been sent since 30 minutes ago has not had time to read Neta, because now he is seriously talking with mas Sharif and mother.

"In the meantime, right*the mother* go home, you ask. How to make aduin kpr," said Syarif now went to his room to prepare to perform the duties of the adam on Friday.

Then he glanced at the clock on the wall that had shown the time of half 12 noon, and berohria when reading a message from Jaka, it was appropriate that this hour Jaka had not seen his neck rod, but his neck, as well as the smell of his body that did not smell from a distance of 10 meters, apparently the man did not come home.

Neta knew the distance from the workshop to his house was much further than the contract, although not as far from Jakarta to the house of the governor of Central Java, making him think again and consider his plan to apply for KPR.

"Should look for a shophouse that is the same place to live now, but also strategic," he muttered confidently. Shortly after he said that, Jaka sent a message back to Neta.

*I came home a little night, there was a meeting with the children of Tarka for the event later in August, neng gorgeous if you want to sleep first. Just go to sleep, don't wait*..."

Neta mele nguh long, the more steady take location near where the current residence.

"Kang, this is a proposal for an Augustusan entara," Sinai handed over several sheets of paper that had been taken in the form of a draft proposal of the event to be held RW 09.

"Udah start selling aqu a dong same part time in the same washing motor umkm cing Rosi?" tanya Opik rubbed her wet hair after bathing while sipping a cigarette.

"Excellent showers, take a bath anyway so too bang!" pudin's taunts were met with another laugh.

"Si alan, I'm glowing!" answer Opik.

"Yes how do you want to be luminous, the brothers sit under the porch lamp kang Jaka," said Sinai, their laughter getting louder makes aunt Hana glance outwards to see the fanfare of Tarka's children.

"Gue abis shower jun ub tau no lo?!" sengak Opik, they're getting chuckled, "a k3bo kong Eman's impression on a sick bang!" laughter Okie.

"Hep ah! How'd it go?" ask Rohmat.

"Not yet bang, do wait for acc from kang Jaka," Rahma smiled sweetly as Jaka glanced at him at a glance. This veiled girl is a private university student who has joined the inter-kampung youth organization since she sat on the bench smp.

There was no over-response from Jaka, he seemed ordinary, everything here he considered like his sister except Opik and Rohmat who were the same age as him.

"Awhile I read first," said Jaka pause, then his eyes move to read every word written.

Then his eyes were looking at the third sheet of cost details, tucked into an event that is mandatory every year considering the people of Indonesia, especially RW 09 is dangdut lover.

"This still wants a dangdutan event at the top event?" ask Jaka.

"Who's the artist?" yudha asked her about ice cream.

"Don't go ah! less hot wobble! The midwife looks like a qasidahan singer?!" pudin's lips laughed at Sinai.

"Ah, biduan village next door Jak! Si Alvi, it's saucy tuh wuhuyyy bohayyy!" his other approved flirtatious suit included the amused laughter of Tarka's son smp, but not with Rahma.

"Don't kang, don't you want what? The Alvi is often nempelin kang Jaka?!" rahma said disapprovingly, once seemed a flash of jealousy, possessiveness and dislike.

"Oh heem is. His fan base is Jaka's kang biduan!" laughter Okie.

"Early as you see Sanet!" answer Pudin. For that Jaka agrees with Pudin, he does not want until there is a tragedy involving Shanneta, let alone involving the affairs of his household, it is a bad idea. He did not want to until Neta issued his ogoh-ogoh mode later in front of the rt, rw sir, lurah sir, and pak camat.

"But only the Alvi is the best among other village leaders if I think. Elah, the Jaka guard aja kalii! It is very difficult, besides the Alvi will be busy being fed by his rich fathers," said Rohmat.

"Agreed!" Opik stuck to the same crazy speech of Rohmat.

"I mean anyway, the Alvi let bring the Irma so---" kekeh Opik there is a certain intention of inviting Alvi.

"Wahaha! There's shrimp behind the rice cone!"

Jaka glanced at the clock on the phone because he never wore a watch, "this later I love to Mr. RW, let it penetrate into the same subdistrict. If you have a goal, then I will love you again.I have to go home first,"

"Loh, kang.masih afternoon. Weigh how many steps enter doang, not until 3am."

"I went home to my in-laws, went there again" replied Jaka.

"Ohhh!" reply they nod their older brother.

"The bottom line is, the Jaka can not brim if not bend bini!" rohmat taunts exclaimed to make the atmosphere so boisterous, but Jaka did not take seriously the sloppiness, just smiled stiffly to hear it.

Rahma looked at Jaka with a feeling of sadness, although her face smiled stiffly impressed wryly.

"Kang, congratulations yes.may same wife, sorry not present, his brother does not know." Rahma reached out to Jaka.

"Aamiin, nothing. Indeed, I am not a law, only important privacy events are safe and legitimate," replied Jaka.

Before he returned to being months, Jaka decided to leave because the day was already night, "that's how I say."

"Iye deh kang!"

"Iye Jak, watch out for Sanet."

"Gws make the Sanet mapp, bang!" pudin was called Jaka.

Dwi nudged Rahma who was beside him, "cieee heartbroken, kang Jaka was married. Gamon didn't?" ask her tease.

"What the hell, don't." Rahma answered timidly, but he did not deny this time his heart was completely crushed to hear Jaka guaranteed his prayers. It feels so claustrophobic!

"Pake Alesan doesn't know anything else. Kan you are the first person who knows from his mother Pudin if kang Jaka wants to merit," whispered Dwi unloading the card.

Rahma put her index finger on the lip, "sutt! Was ah! Do not need to discuss," Rahma did not not know Jaka was married, not once he had seen Neta in Jaka's contract was chatting with mothers. Rahma's daydream is quite disturbed by the sound of Opik, Rohmat and other children are fussing about the dangdut biduan who will be invited.

"Udah, it's Alvi! Can be priced!" opik's laughter erodes the rest of the cigarette bars that have reached the filter.

"Mpok Alvi mahal loh bang" said Sinai.

"Everything, sell the name of the chairman of Tarka," Opik laughs.

"Kang Jaka si al really have a rich theme you bang," reply Okie voiced.

"Because of the amuk kang Jaka lu bang," Pudin laughed imagining if until it happened and Opik was silent Jaka.

"Alaaahhh, you can arrange it!" answer lightly.

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