DEKA'S DREAM
Unsuspected

Deka packed his goods, today he will go with Utinya to the house of Mbah kakung Sarjono who has contributed to Deka and his mother.

"Le's ready yet?" uti asked while knocking on the door of Deka's room.

"Have Ti, daft." replied Deka, before long he came out of the room, Uti Sri mlongo saw the new appearance of his grandson, he looked cool and fashionable.

"Le seriously is this you?" ask Uti not to believe it.

"Yes bebeb It's the God of Kurnia your dear boyfriend." seduce Deka while pecking Uti Sri's cheek.

"The handsome temen to le, wis ga ga dikir run out of this must be a lot of girls who want to dapetin you" said Uti Sri as if praying Deka not to bother his soul mate problem.

"Hahaha Uti can, let's go oia Ti semalem Dewa pesen shrimp same Anton diaterin ga?" ask Deka.

"Udah la it again dikak lekmu sir." replied Uti Sri.

"Okay, lek sir really don't want to come?" ask Deka.

"Ga can le who take care of your pond who, who will feed your cow later who, you are usually ngrepotin your lek sir."gutu Uti.

"Not lo Bu de kan Deka even love my work kok." replied Pak Lek Deka, Uti Sri then found it on them.

"Come le Uti have been impatient to meet your mbah kung" said Uti Sri, Deka smiled.

.....

Their journey was also smooth, the plane they were traveling on was also on time, armed with the address given by Uti Sri's niece ahirnya they also until the residence of Kakung Sarjono man who sngat meritorious to Deka and his mother.

"Assalamualaikum" said Deka while knocking the padlock in front of the simple house painted orange and brown fenced.

It was not long before a woman who was not too old opened the door.

"Waalaikumsalam." he replied as he walked towards us, the woman continued to look at me and took turns to look at Utiku.

"Who are you looking for?" ask her.

"Is this really the home of Sarjono's father and Kartika's mother?" ask me.

"Who is this?" he asked, opening the gate for us.

"This is our family from Java, ma'am, say aja mbak Sri from Gresik." replied Utiku.

"Ooo, madam Sri to this I'm Surti." replied the woman then hugged Utiku.

"This witch, it's my call (forget me)." replied Utiku also returned the woman's embrace.

"Kok are you here isn't your house far from here?" ask Utiku.

"Yes, Yu la iki mas Sarjono wants a ghost, Surti was told to help" Surti said.

"Leee brazen want mantubga ngabari mbak yu, where the person." said Utiku immediately entered without permission.

"Assalamualaikum" said Utiku directly into the house, everyone was watching us.

"Waalaikumsalam" they answered in unison, from inside the room came out a woman who might be the same age as Surti.

"Eee mbak yu." as she hugged Utiku, they were both equally disgusted as if they both felt a deep longing

"Where's your husband?" ask Utiku to ask his brother.

"There's in mbak again supported by the candidate manten, let's go in." invite him.

"That's why I want to hear no news" Uti said.

"Sorry, the bride wants it to be simple" replied Uti Kartika.

"That's who mbak yu is, is he...???" uti Kartika said while pointing at me.

"Here le, know this Uti Tika who takes care of your mother first." said Uti Sri introduced Uti Tika to me, I shook her precious hand and kissed her many times.

"Already le ga papa, let's go in we have to be seneng no cry nagisan ya," said Uti Tika while stroking my shoulder he also hugged and gave a kiss of affection to my likeness, I feel very lucky despite not being in the middle of my family but I am very happy because they all love me.

"Let's go to mbak, Dewa also entered yuk kakungmu there again eat the same bride and groom." invite Uti Tika, we also entered into a fairly large room.

"Assalamualaikum" said Uti Sri.

"Waalaikumsalam" replied Kakung Sarjono and his daughter.

"Who are you coming?" uti Tika asked her Husband, although Kakung Sarjono could not wake up but his memory was still very good.

"Mbak yu." he replied, at once the cry could not be contained anymore by Utiku and his brother, the girl who had been feeding Sarjono's kakung stood up and chose to retreat, in the middle of the blue atmosphere I was surprised by the figure of the girl who walked down in front of me.

"Mbak Arti." I said.

"Why are you here?" ask her.

We are both confused and do not know what to say, it turns out Sarjono's older son who wants to get married is a woman who has met me and silent I once admired.

"This is Arti's house?" ask me while whispering.

"Yes, how did you get here?" he asked in surprise, we both still continue to pay attention to the two brothers who met the kangen.

"My aunt your father turned out to be" I replied.

"Well, you mean my nephew Ka, I'm onty you hehehe." replied with a soft laugh.

"That's really bad, mbak My onty meaning." I replied with a slow laugh as well.

"Here your mbah kung wants to see you" said Uti Sri ku while holding my hand.

"Sar this is the child you Azani used to be" said Uti Sri while holding my hand to Sarjono's stiff kakung.

"Hehehe wis gede yo mbak." he answered with a smile his voice was brick stamped but he looked more cheerful when he met us.

"There's so much for everything" I said, kissing my helper's hand.

"Same le." answered her again laughing softly.

"Ar here acquaintance." call Uti Tika roast her daughter.

"Yes ma'am." Meaning approached us, honestly I want to laugh with the reality that is in front of me now.

"This is bude Sri and this is his grandson named Dewa" said Uti Tika introduced us.

"This would-be manten." greeted Utiku as he hugged Arti, me and him back smiling because we felt just as funny.

"God onty." I stretched out my hand while laughing amusedly.

"You are ah basic." answered him.

The three old men looked at us in wonder.

"You know me?" ask Uti Tika.

"Had it done her Arti in Jakarta." replied Arti honestly.

"Oooo." they answered in unison then they laughed when they heard the story of the two of us.

IMPAN DEKA

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