CUTS
Wound...

They continued to talk and more than half of their talk was of the grandmother of Alexandria. While in the car, Anugrah who had been thinking about her brother finally dared to ask the grandmother a question.

“Mama says we can go play asala don't forget the door lock. That means Brother can come with us too. Why didn't Grandma bring you sisters? He's also on holiday.”

“Why does this handsome Grandma Grandson ask so many questions today? Grandma took you for a walk to have fun not to be interrogated like this. Intentions to become a soldier? But that soldier didn't interrogate people.” Mother Yetti tried to shift the topic.

“Eits, who says. Papa once told me about Papa's time in Mama's area. Papa had an introductory mom. The interrogation remained while capturing the person of gray status, Nek.” Mother Yetti quite understands from where the grandchild can know things like this.

“Ya learned diligently and drank a lot of milk so that you are strong. So that soldier his body must be good and strong.”

“Grandmother has not answered the question Adek.”

The driver who was driving with a small smile heard his employer face the grandson.

“First, your brother hasn't cleaned up the house if we take him, who will clean the house? Second, now many thieves, who will guard the house if your brother comes?”

Anugrah thought of the reason given by the grandmother and made little sense but still her heart seemed to not accept. For a week, he was left alone with his brother. Anugrah was very happy and only realized that her brother was not scary. Only, his brother was irritable to talk. If the term cigarette advertising ‘talk less do more’

When the brother is happy, the brother is also happy in his way. After being satisfied talking, they immediately hit the gas with their bicycles to get around to the park. Iskandar picked up the younger brother's bike because his bike was gone when he returned. His childhood bicycle was no longer possible to ride until finally the father sold the bike. Rendra plans to buy another bike that is the size of the son's posture that looks already tall almost matches him. However, because Iskandar never came home during the holidays. The bicycle that was supposed to be for Iskandar instead belonged to the younger brother. At that time, he started attending fifth grade in elementary school.

“Take it! Just borrow a minute.” Cetuluk one of my friends.

Iskandar who is usually piggybacked by the front theme of his house is now cycling by himself using the Anugrah bike. One thing they will do today is race bikes.

“Come on, I miss us racing bikes again. Only this time we choose a safe route just do not let the incident repeat itself.” said one of their friends.

“Mama you're home, right, Dit? Just in case.” Woe to the others.

To find a safe route, they had to go a little far from the complex. They continue to pedal the bike until the rice field area is quite dry. Currently in the area they are being hit by the dry season until the morning weather which is usually cold quickly turns hot.

“Ready!” Adit's not playing. He is only a referee who is in charge of giving cues to those who will play. Nine bikes had prepared beside them there was Adit who had also prepared by holding a piece of wood twig.

“Go!!!” the dry rice field area they use is not smooth but wide enough to be used as a place for bicycle races should be afraid of being dragged by a motorcycle or other. It's just that, the dry rice field land is not smooth enough to make the path of the bike can slide smooth and beautiful. They are difficult to ride the bike with maximum strength because the ground is uneven and many are cracked. Iskandar is still advancing his bike quickly despite a little difficulty but he will not give up until finally –

Buggh….

“Aaaaaaaa”

The bike that Iskandar paddled up the rock to the right until it fell and worse was Iskandar's friend who was behind fell because he could not stop the speed of the bike suddenly.

In an instant they stopped the pace of the bike until someone immediately jumped from the bike when they saw their two friends fall and hit each other. They frantically ran to their two friends.

“Is, De, are you guys okay?” ask polo Adit.

“You, Dit. I already know friends kayak gini even ask is okay.yes obviously there is nothing the same as them. Now we help them and take them to the house of ER.” Demon Beno.

“Do not take it to the hospital. Later Papa I can be angry if you know we play bicycle racing.” Sela Iskandar's.

“We are not going to the hospital but to the ER ‘Unit Gawat Adit’”

They simultaneously sneer Beno, “Gak connect!”

Beno hugged Iskandar while Andi hugged Deni. “Deni bike with Iskandar you guys take care of it! We take them first afraid there is nothing. can run out Makku mosquito.” Letah Beno.

“Adit, Mama you standby right?” ask Beno to make sure.

Adit nodded then the three bikes drove straight towards Adit's house. While the other friend had to think hard how to bring home the two bikes. Once at Adit's house, they went straight in and again Mama Anita could only shake her head.

“Jatoh where?” mama Adit asked while cleaning the wound on Iskandar. While Adit helped Deni while seeing the movement of his mother.

“In the dry rice field area behind the complex, Ma.” Answer Adit.

“Who wins?” ask Adit's mother back.

“Nothing, Ma. They immediately stop when Is and Deni jatoh.”

“Thank God, your friends are great. They are not selfish and selfish.

Mama Adit painstakingly cleaned and treated them. Fifteen minutes later, Adit's other friends had already gathered there to see their friend's state. For Mama Adit, accidents like this he has often faced. Because as long as there is no Iskandar, these children still play the race and if there are injuries, they must run to the house of Mama Adit. Besides being beautiful, Mama Adit is also not angry like most of their mama.

“Adit, make a drink for friends. They must be thirsty. Make cold drinks yes!” mama Anita's gentle word was so hypnotizing to them.

“Beno help ya aunty!”

“Please, the kitchen know?”

Not only Beno, some of Adit's friends who have been used to playing there already really understand the location of the kitchen and do not hesitate anymore. Adit's father was also a friendly and kind person according to them. That's why they love to play at Adit's house. Father and mother are very good not angry and soft-spoken.

“Tante hear you want to go to Yemen, yes?”

“God willing, Tan. Another month if there is no hitch.”

“Student study there yes! Don't waste this opportunity. You have to be successful to make your mom proud. That way, you have raised your Mama's degree to be the best mother because it managed to educate you to success.”

“Prove to them if you are not a rebellious child. You are a good child born of a good mother. If you succeed, then the people who have been humbling your mother will regret.”

“Why does Aunt talk so?”

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