
This afternoon, the sun greeted with the warmth of its rays. The wind was blowing lightly to play the hijab of a girl who was chatting with a handsome man with shady eyes and two women laborers.
"Yu, where is Soto sueger?" kirana asked with a sweet smile on her soft lips.
"Soto Pak Muh, soto Yu Sudar, or soto Bu Pujo, Den Ayu." Reply to one of the women laborers, named Ghenah.
"Hmmm, okay. We eat Soto Pak Muh. Oya, this is Yu's paper bag." Kirana handed over all the groceries to the two women laborers. They also received and brought it by being carried with a shawl.
"The Jih Den Ayu. Let me take you to Pak Muh's soto stall" Ghenah replied with a friendly smile.
"Yes Yu. Thank you very much."
"Sami - Sami Den Ayu."
The four of them began to set foot towards the soto stall, accompanied by chatter and laughter.
"Yu, don't call Den Ayu! I prefer to be called Kirana. I am not a descendant of Ningrat Yu. It's just, born ning ratan, hhhhhaha," joked Kirana.
Suddenly the two women laborers and Abimana laughed at Kirana, the silly girl.
"Hhhhaha .... Njih, njih. Berati njenengan descendants of dewi. The Goddess Candra Kirana. Owhhhh yes deserved, lha wong his soul mate Den Nice, look like Arjuna." Reply to one of the women laborers called Kijul, with laughter showing his teeth white.
"Hhhhahaa, it could be Yu. Don't forget, call me Kiran! And that handsome guy who said he looked like Arjuna, just call Abim!"
"Njih Mbak Kiran's. I can later ask to be photographed with Mas Abim yes Ma'am?" The question that was thrown from Kijul instantly made Kirana and Abimana laugh amusedly.
"By Yu. Bring it home can be."
"Wahhhh, if I can take it home I carry it everywhere Mas Abimnya."
"Haishhhh, even like Mbah Surip Yu." Kirana smiled broadly at Kijul's words. Abimana was increasingly amused to hear the ridiculous speech of his best friend and Kijul.
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The four of them were sitting on a long bench made of wood. Kirana sat next to Abimana, while Kijul sat next to Ghenah.
Kirana ordered four servings of beef soto and four glasses of iced kopyor.
Without waiting for a long time, one of the employees brought Kirana an order. After placing all orders on the table, the employee invited them to enjoy the freshness of soto and es kopyor with a friendly smile.
Kirana, Abimana, Kijul and Ghenah, began to enjoy soto and ice kopyor. In a matter of minutes, the soto and the ice kopyor were all gone.
"Satur nuwun Mbak Kiran, we have been treated with soto and ice kopyor," said Kijul after finishing his food and drinks.
"Together Yu. But the food and drinks that Yu Kijul spent, paid for themselves you know!" Canda Kirana by showing a face that seemed to be talking seriously, to make the look of Kijul's face turn sad.
"Waduuuuhhhh, lha later I go home what ride, if I have to pay for soto and es kopyor?"
"Rise up Yu's flip-flops" Kirana replied, holding back a laugh. Abhimana who heard the babbling of his best friend, felt like he wanted to catch the silly girl.
"My slippers are just a pair of this, lha later if to get to Kulon Progo, can break Mbak," replied Kijul with sadness.
"Yes how else would Yu. Soto and his es kopyor are gone."
"Haduuuhhh, piye iki Ghenah?" (Haduuuh, how is this Ghenah?) The look on Kijul's face was getting sad.
"Pffffttt .. hahhaha, Yu don't be sad! Kirana's just kidding."
"Walaaahhhhh, Miss Kirana turns out to be pretty-beautiful likes to joke too. Just go to srimulet group!"
"Wahhhh, not ach. Later Aunt Nunung can compete."
"Owhh, yeah just auditioning for comedy Ma'am!"
"Otherwise it's Yu. The jury later even klepek saw the droplets of Goddess Candra Kirana."
In between their jokes, came a busker with minimal clothes, thick face polish, in his hand carrying a musical instrument tambourine cunning cunning. Exactly the busker was a transvestite.
After giving the greeting, the busker introduced himself.
"Haiiii, my name is Miranda. My real name is Maradona. Okay dech, I'll sing a song that makes the visitors all his heart will be overrrr."
Miranda started humming by playing the musical instrument she was carrying.
"Wikk .. wikk, ewerrr .. eweerr .. ambyarr. Ach, ach ambyarrr. Uchhh, ach. Achhhhhh, ambyarrrr."
The visitors laughed back and forth with the action of Miranda. Kirana and Abimana.
After the action, Miranda walked up to the visitors to ask for a saweran.
When she arrived beside Abimana, Miranda rubbed the handsome man's cheeks. Abhimana was surprised by what the transvestite did. He also brushed off the hands of Miranda.
Kirana who saw Miranda's behavior, immediately put on her fierce face. The two girls' netra stared intently at the ignorant busker.
"Keep your hands away from my husband!"
"Ehhh, sorry. Turns out you have a wife Tho Mas?" Miranda's lips seemed to tremble at the gaze of Kirana who seemed to want to kill plus a firm voice.
"Let's go. Don't get weird with lukewarm!"
"I .. Yes Ma'am."
"Nich sawerannya." Kirana gave me a piece of blue paper money. Miranda received it with a bright face.
"Ahaaaa, thank you, dear brother. Can make donk powder. Miranda excuse me first, ma'am syantikkk."
"Hmmm."
After Miranda's departure, Kirana laughed back and forth looking at her friend's sullen face.
"Pfffftttt .. hhhhahhaha, your cheeks are stained huh Bim? O Allah Bim, it seems Miranda has a heavy crush on you dech."
"Hisssshhh, fuck sich Markonah. Let's get the fuck out of here!"
"Hhhhehe, well Abimkuhhh."
Kirana moved from her seat, she walked to the cashier's table to pay for all the food and drinks she had eaten.
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Ket.
Ning ratan \= on the road
Haissshhhhhh don't forget to follow the story of Abhimana which is perfect!!! 😅😅😅😅
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