Chasing Barokah
MB# 53-S. THERE IS NO SWEETNESS

Neta noticed the area that began to crowded, the smells of the field was already deket, because already kiss the aroma of competition.

From a distance of 20 meters alone the noise has been felt to greet the hearing, make his mind disturbed between the sound of Aya, Jaka, and the crowd.

Residents around and traveling traders are lined up to make their trades here making anyone want to buy and abisin money here. Not to mention Julian has pointed la pack of grilled sausage, not to mention ice cream pots and gulali, make his mother dizzy 7 roving.

"Ma, want that!" point it towards the crowd of children who are crowding the print miller, with various shapes on the plug. Quickly the mother of one child was holding her son so as not to rampage in the streets, "yes later, son! Behind it!" I hope Julian hears.

The focus of Neta is divided between paying attention to the situation and the noise of Julian, because at this time the boy is boro-boro willing to be patient and obey, but he was cranky and berserk because his mother did not give what she wanted, so contact people around looking at them with unease.

"Love aje is Han, rather than noisy. At least 3 stews!" cing Anjar.

"Next even not kemakan cing, kepengen others. Later, if you want to go home!" the answer.

"Well, instead of mewek, make you dizzy?!" Nyak Epi took out a piece of money that he folded brown from his small wallet, then gave it to Aunt Hana, "nih buyin! Doubtless cave rich see own grandson!" inevitably aunty Hana received it, quite good deal with the contract owner! Even though he also brought money, it's just that he is the type of man who wants to always be effective and efficient, he said so that he would just go home. In addition because it will be more solemn enjoy, people at home will also feel alike, do not have to bother bringing food while penetrating the crowd, or eat while squatting and standing up to make no favors, or, yes that sort of Neta did not understand, to the point that he frowned feeling uncomfortable, hectic and humiliating. Can having a child drag this? Then he wants to postpone it, do not want to have a child who makes a complicated spit-cepet!

A sneer sounded from the mik acting as a commentator on the course of the match, calling the two teams to get ready immediately.

"No, Aya's rich man wants to go!" Cing Anjar pointed at the air.

"Yes, you go first with Sanet. Let me nemenin Hana buy gulali first!" nyak Epi is known as Cing Anjar and Neta.

"Yes is nyak. I was the same cing Anjar there first! If you are not absent, you are afraid to get angry, ", added Neta.

"Look at the neng,"

They split up near the gulali merchants. Just a few steps Neta and Cing Anjar walk both hear the name Neta called, "mpok Sanet! Mpokm! Shanneta!" he shouted, Neta spread his gaze around to find a gray-rich teenager with a white T-shirt with a picture of a red-and-white flag and pointed bamboo inscribed

...TARUNA BY RW 09...

He ignored the views of people around when his name was shouted by Pudin and found that Shanneta was the name of this beautiful woman.

"Din! Where are you?" cing Anjar asked as Pudin managed to get closer.

"There's a cing," the boy grabbed the back of Anjar and Neta's cing hands and then salim, "mpok, Pudin just want to grab a motorcycle kang Jaka to pick up the mpok, good thing to meet here!" he wiggled the key of Jaka's motor in his hand.

"Where are you going to get me?" tanya Neta raised her eyebrows.

"Said kang Jaka was told to bring a mpok here, if the road he said afraid still strong belly, distance!" pudin replied with a murmur, that man! Still want a wife?! Ask to sleep outside.

"Cing the same mpok want to watch delicious maen?" ask Pudin.

"yeah!"

Pudin led the two through the center of the crowd, the village volleyball court was quite large and recommended to be seen filled by residents.

A distance of 5 meters in front of him is seen the outskirts of the field with a large guard and two camps of rt who are now competing, a squad of white Tarka shirt is seen. On the right side lined with hawatan chairs with saung where pak lurah and pak Rw had sat sweetly preparing to watch the event that they had officially opened before.

"It's the same Aya as rt 5!" show cing Anjar.

"Yes! Aya!" his screams were almost hard to hear from the boisterous.

"Cing, ntar veins neck break, free screaming will not be horrified!" timpal Neta flicked the action of shouting cing Anjar.

"Mpok," said Neta when they had mingled with the rt 5 team. The one on Aya's phone turned around by almost a few people, most of whom were unfamiliar with Shanneta.

"Sanet, jin! Where's Aunt Hana with Epi?" mpok Aya is ready with one clap and the outfit of the volume.

"Siape?" whisper one of the citizens of rt 5 on mpok Aya and Pudin.

But as yet they answered, a veiled woman immediately greeted Neta, "This is Jaka's wife?" bu Aminah is the head of RT 5.

"Yes ma'am" Neta smiled.

"Oh, bini kang Jaka!" nodding they understand, the arrival of Neta here became a place of introduction with other rt residents.

"For Jul jajan nganter," replied cing Anjar on Aya's mpok which had previously been interrupted due to the introduction of Neta.

"Mpok Sanet, meet kang Jaka first. Ntar thought Pudin was not trustworthy," said the teenager.

"Oh okay, cing wait here first. Mpok Aya, spirit mpok!" exciting Neta.

"Sip!"

"Mpok, everyone, I say goodbye," she followed Pudin.

"Iye, ati-ati lo Din's. Ntar mpok you frowned at people, Jaka raging!" seloroh cing Anjar's.

"No idea it's a Jaka, saucy!" Ruslan deflates one of the new citizens rt 5.

"Elu, if the same is so cute!" decak cing Anjar shook his head.

Pudin took him to another corner, more precisely the place where the organizers were gathering with the official rt who would compete.

His arrival diliatin rich angel entered the nest of the moen.

"Ngga so, mpok already hunted here the same cing Anjar,"

The figure who since morning has been busy taking care of this activity holds a chest board with several sheets of paper there is also a pen. Neta looked at Jaka's minions, where he found children who used to come to his house even though he did not know all, there was Sinai, Okie was also there.

"Mpok," said Sinai and Okie, Neta smiled back to recognize the two children, as well as Dwi. Jaka was stunned to see Neta who came today, although impressed simple with knee-length dress and flip-flops without make up but this beautiful neng looks charming with a sweet smile. *Jaka dream wife*.

Another thing with Rahma who is almost dim-faced, *why mpok Shanneta must come here*.

He chose to move from there, busying himself to the commentator's desk where there was Opik and other children. But Neta does not care about him, even though he feels something strange about Rahma.

"*Why else would you*?!" his mutter glanced at the departure of Rahma who only smiled stiffly at him. But a second later he remembered what Epi said that Jaka was often mugged by flies, eh meaning the son of Tarka who *demen*. It seems like Rahma is one of them, Neta is aiming at her shoulder no matter, just a boy! If Maudy Ayunda classmate is new Neta jealous.

"Here?" her question mengu lum smile, approach Neta and take her sit.

"Yes, can't that be?" the answer is snobbish. "Emang you're the only one who wants to see the rame-rame'an here?! I also want to support rt 5," he said.

Jaka just laughed with a ketus Neta answer, "sorry not go home first, rent is safe right?" jest.

"Cih, it's ah! I want to sit at 5, not like you!" his anger got up, did not know why look at Jaka's face tuh hawanya kepengen angry not clear.

"Yes-yes, sorry. Sorry just told Pudin to pick him up, he said yesterday he was taught here not to want to." Hold Jaka in Neta's hand.

"Well, I know I'm home alone, I don't go home, I don't have the heart anymore, my legs are still sore when the road is far away!"

Jaka chuckled, instead of answering, he asked another question, "want me to buy snacks what is the snack itself? Or do I want to help Tarka's son?"

"Get it, later."

"But here there is no red wine, no pizza as spaghetti as well," his god to the wife, he misses tempting Neta like this, almost a day he did not meet especially while on holiday like this. He would usually lock Neta in a room.

"It's tomorrow-tomorrow if you don't do this show, you ask Shangri-la cafe to open la pack here!" neta answered, successfully making Jaka laugh and pinch his cheek.

"Eh, there's spaghetti. Spaghetti village tapinya, will you? Spatula," Jaka bargained, but Neta again shook her head, "don't want to eneg ah!" reject it.

"Well, what to say later." Jaka looked at Neta's feet, "but nothing, right? Let's go home later together," Jaka gives his bottle of mineral water to Neta and some candy wrappers mixed in a clear plastic.

Though this is a brand of mineral water that is famous for the slogan there are sweet-sweet that way, but when he took a sip why it felt even sepet once found someone greeting.

"The Virgin?!"

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