Children's Story Group
Lurking Behind the Curtain

Mothers fuss lately, the cause is because some days are always losing money. What is missing is the money from the stalls he manages, every time someone buys it must be placed in a can container in the room. Mother is a meticulous person, years of experience makes him always diligent in calculating his income every time. Therefore, once something is lost, of course, he immediately knows.

"Ran Mommy, I've marked, must be the loss ahead of the Maghrib, when indeed the stall is quiet and the mother herself is back to bathe and pray." Said that afternoon.

"If that's the good tin in the closet kept in the lock every mother wants to take a shower," I suggested.

"Well, it's a habit, you always forget to keep it" she said.

I myself have a family, and live in the house right behind the mother's house, usually only night I can just accompany the mother in front, because morning to noon must work, because morning to noon must work, afternoon until afternoon rest and clean2 home.

"The mistyuri money obviously already know the habits of the mother, so always act every before the Maghrib, yes gini aja Bu, try some days we intai, mother as usual, before the afternoon of pura2 shower, try a few days, well then I was before that hiding behind the room. If anyone nylonong enter and take the money, I summed it up," my idea then. I also agree with my idea.

Tomorrow afternoon, as planned I've been hiding behind the room in front of the room mom put a can of money. About an hour ago I went back for a shower. With hopeful2 I was patiently waiting.

After a while waiting to see the body in my mother's room, soon I tiptoed following. When I looked slowly into the room, behind me one fat body that again heart2 opened the can. Several pieces of money tens of thousands were taken and entered into my pants, quickly he turned to make a run, but I did not let, quickly I hold one hand, he was shocked and tried to shake his hand. I immediately twisted the hand and hit his head. He whimpers. "Even Om." he said.

"Sit down!" My orders while still twisting his hand.

The teenager sat down limply. I pulled her hair, "Take a look at you!?" My yelling.

"No. Om..."

Plaque! I slapped his mouth, he screamed. I pulled out some of the money that had entered the bag, "It's obvious that I don't want to say it! I'll report to your police!" My threat.

"No, no Om, aampunn.." whine.

Mom came from behind. "Who is Yok?"

You pay more attention to the face of the thief, "Lho? This Bondi!?"

"Bondi who's Mom?" My toot.

"Yes Bondi, he sometimes buys cigarettes here.. Oo. so you are the bon nutangnya all this time, you have the same Embah.." said Mother.

"Ampun Mbah. sorry ..."

"Where is this Mom? I'll call the cops, let's go in this cell, boy!?"

Bondi roared in fear, "Don't Oom, geez.. "

"Ampun2, I'll take off tomorrow you help me again," I said.

"No. Om. kapokk. no longer2 Oom.."

I looked at each other with Mom. Finally I open my mouth, "Yes, this is a lesson for you, this is a small stall, fortunately a little, even you embrace, now you can go, but snot, but snot, if there is any more money missing, don't send all 2 report you to the police station!" Mother said at last.

"Yes, pardon me. no longer 2 me.."

Bondipun I let go, staggered he rushed out. Since then, I have never lost money again. Bondi apparently really2 kapok, even the mother said the teenager did not dare to put his face again.

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