Chasing Barokah
MB50. AKANG JAKA THE CHIEF OF TARKA

It seems that he is fine to return to the contract, it has been a long time also he was at the mother's house, until Indonesia was colonized again the same k-pop culture.

Neta is steady to start life with Jaka from scratch, exactly the slogan SPBU, packing the rest of his goods including his DJ tools, worried sold mom to pay presto arisan. Yes, he'll want to shut the pot?!

"Sure to go home now? Don't want to live here?" ask Nilam's mother, it feels that if Neta returns to the contract, the martial world feels lonely, rich again silent copyright.

"Iya ma'am, because Jaka is still busy managing the 17an event there. Can't keep it here, kasian back and forth. Masa Jaka is there I'm here. No mauuuu, I want aa!" his answer whined to wrestle Jaka's arm and then laughed, but he himself could not be far from Jaka. Bucin, bulls but love.

"Haha, amit-amit!" cibir Syifa laughed as she shuddered. Fortunately Jaka was strong in faith, seeing his silly wife like this is already rich in rice aking, daily food.

"Agod! Have a child like this very, sorry Jak." nods Nilam's mother.

"I'll come back here again to bring a motorbike" added Jaka, because this time they came home with a Neta car.

"Pake a motorbike mine, your motorbike should be left here just for garage decoration, who knows there will be a plan for Syarif to make the garage a museum, your motorbike becomes the first item on display, who knows there will be a plan for Syarif to make the garage a museum, after all my motorbike is also idle, dear rarely made," proposed Neta. Emang bini minus akhlak.

If Jaka is a man with a low level of patience, maybe he has thrown Neta into a pile of garbage in Bantar Gebang, "make a while, I use my bike? Motor neng beautiful later I bring, if we already fix have shophouse. If it is brought now, where will it be kept? Safer here.." reply Jaka, now Neta no longer debating sewot level mak lambe turah speech Jaka.

"Mom, I'm home, yes" said Neta.

Nilam's mother nodded, "be careful. I'm sorry, don't argue with the husband, Net." Ms. Nilam patted the back of her youngest daughter's hand warning that Neta would no longer be careless, perhaps if Syifa-he wouldn't be this worried, but in contrast to Shanneta he must always remind, rich time of prayer, a day 5 times.

"Yes ma'am," kiss baby.. Neta gave it to me, "thank you mom is always there for me, sorry I can't be happy with you."

Instantly when he cried in the heart space, the article is a rare moment, Neta can say like that. Did Jaka manage to meruqyah his daughter? If so, thank you very much Jaka.

"Mother thank you for helping me with Jaka. Thanks for always being the best! I will give you a certificate from Pak Lurah! The best sister in the year," hugged Neta, this time with full awareness if her family is so meaningful and dear to her all this time.

"Basic koplak!"

Syifa sobbed lightly but also laughed, "ah ah! Don't usually know, you know! Adek kaka the only one, what the hell does that do to you?!" Syifa was clearly hugging her sister tightly, a hug that she had never felt could be this tight, apparently her naughty sister was an adult, was able to be wise and become a wife, she said, he thought Neta could only mess up like the masha.

"Mas," Neta salim takzim in mas Sharif who this time feel haru if his naughty sister-in-law is now aware.

"Good thing you have Jaka. Kelakar you who do not know the place tuh lessin," kekeh mas Syarif.

Neta nodded steadily looking at her sister-in-law, "calm down, I'll be good, calm person. That's it, I really am!" the answer caused a clear sniff of everything.

"Later to tell when the bank acc," said Syifa embraced Neta and Jaka.

Jaka followed the saying and salim takzim on everything. Today, he brings Neta home to the same house but with different conditions and feelings.

From his direction, Neta noticed several people lined the street. More precisely teenage children, "it's they-" her index finger is raised towards the front.

"Mineral water supply?" shoot Jaka with a slanted smile, Neta nodded.

"Tarka Children. I've started looking for additional funds for 17s, enough for the consumption of the committee, the same added-add reserve funds." Clearly provoked a nod of understanding from Neta.

This familiar road has entered into the RW 09 area, it is common if 1 to 2 months before August the children of Tarka are spread to volunteer for donation, whether it's selling mineral water, or helping out at the local motorcycle and umkm wash.

"Didih, means you know the kids huh, hu man traffick ing!" hardik Neta.

"Yes, it's neng. After all the money for them too, not all for Tarka cash, done voluntarily and take turns. Even they like the scramble, if already deket 17an gini so the event to find an impromptu snack money."

"So gini, it's tradition here if approaching 17th party Tarka same local sub-district ask umkm anywhere open vacancies for Tarka children, the goal is to collect additional funds 17s event as well as work experience. With the note of money they dapet not all for Tarka cash but mostly make their own pocket money. Well from that experience also, the shops, minimarkets in the area here if you open job vacancies as long as there is a letter of introduction from the same chairman of Tarka yes easy to make work," explained Jaka, Neta berohria, "oh, some kind of unofficial training-some kind of insider help too."

"100 make neng beautiful."

"Keep that, why are you working at Shangri-la? There's a lot of umkm in the same shops," shoot Neta.

Jaka sighed with a smile, "it's his fortune in Shangri-la."

Jaka turned the steering wheel and opened the window, sound boisterous children who do look happy-happy just selling on the side of the road like this, even some others are cool with music while waiting for a cardboard filled with mineral water, "that bottle one!" jaka said slightly extending his neck toward the outside of the windshield.

"Kang Jaka?!" when Sinai threw a bottle labeled Aqu B.

"Weheyyy! Kang Jaka style, use euy car! *Si**Crank motor*Where, kang?" exclaim them.

"Wey kang!! Yesterday was still skinny vehicle, now fat gini!"

Jaka commented a smile at the children, receiving a bottle of mineral water and handing them a 5 thousand note. Sinai glanced at Neta who was beside Jaka, "truck," she nodded deeply.

Neta smiled kindly.

"Bigg! Pudin said, Bini aka beautiful abis!" yelling Okie laughs without shady aling-aling.

Jaka laughed crisply at her while Neta commented on her blushing smile, more precisely proud, "beautiful as a woman," Jaka replied.

"It's me first Ki, Nai-" he also turns on the honky horn on another boy, "Yo!"

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