Great Youth Like Gods
Ani Mbak Neighbor Mother Cloud
Kohar Komarudin, a 45-year-old boy, was married to a schoolteacher named Dewi Ayunda and had two adult daughters.
An hour later, the buyers at Pak kohar's kiosk were finished and the stall was now quiet again and the time was getting late.
"Mother..... and Amel from when is here? " Tanya Mr. Kohar did not know the arrival of his wife and son knew he was in the stall.
Wife smiled. And Amel said to his father with a sullen tone. "Uhk! Father is not sensitive to the same son and his wife. " Rutuk Amel while his lips rich manyun Tututu Sawah who is ready to cook using kitchen spices.
"Maap'' pardon me, you yourself will see a lot of buyers where you can see your arrival." Mr. kohar answered while closing his palms.
"Huh.....! Grunts his son while walking towards the seat that is in a fairly large stall compared to other stalls.
"Darling.....! How do you look tired? Does his face look wrinkled? Dewi asked while smiling while wiping her husband's sweat sweat.
"Alhamdulillah" It's a pity that today's really a lot of buyers.....! We should be grateful." Kohar said a sweet smile to his wife.
"Alhamdulillah" replied Miss Dewi. Then walk to the chair next to the child.
"Mother Daddy wants to go to the mosque first.! Her husband's permission because he has not done the duties of a Muslim.
"Yes.....! Answer them both while nodding.
After the departure of her husband and father for her children, Bu Dewi also spoke to her youngest child.
"Amel......! Later at home there will be special guests as you." Said Ms. Goddess the birth mother of a girl named Amelia Amanda Kaharudin.
"Emang Who's Bun? Amel asked curiously with eyes staring at her biological mother.
"You know yeah...... Or want to know. " Tempting her mother.
"Ohk........! Mother....! Annoyed his son.
The middle-aged woman with the title of mother only giggled to see her son when he was sulking.
"Basar mother even giggling.......! Come dong mother say ihk.....! Whine the girl.
"Muhammad Awan Pratama. Students of Our Lady from first grade SD to SMP.
"The Cloud Brother that Mother and father often tell me that? Ask Amel his forehead wrinkled.
"YES.......! My son." Reply Mother briefly while nodding.
"What is the special Mother of the young man named Cloud.? Ask Amel.
"My boy....'' Later Author story in the next episode and continue to support the work of Dimeh Author. The work of Receh Author is purely the result of delusion and imagination when there is a plagak or even steal writing from others.
"Amel......! Nodding tampa reply to a word from Mother.
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The young man named Awan walked towards the mother's house to just change his casual clothes and would go to the basecamp to meet three beautiful girls his best friend.
After arriving at the courtyard of the mother's house exactly in front of the entrance. He went straight in because the door of his house was open.
Go to Grandma's house.! Tonight there will be a maulid event at the mosque in front of Grandma's house. " Answer to relax.
Cloud nodded and stepped into the room to change clothes and brought a report book to show three beautiful girls his best friend.
"Look......! If you want to get out of the house in the lock. And as always keep the key under the flower pot." Shouted kang Ujang who might have come out of the house.
"Ready." Reply to the clouds in a shouting tone from inside the house.
Not long ago Awan had changed clothes with a metal child motif shirt and shorts and sprayed perfume on the clothes he was wearing. Adding to the bravery and incompetence of the 15-year-old young man.
The atmosphere in the afternoon is so friendly with the sun wrapped in clouds like its name plus the breeze in the afternoon. Making the village was quite crowded with children who ran away with the fun of the game and mothers of old and young mothers joking jokes that were not far from the house of Mother Lisnawati.
The handsome young man walked towards the north where the three girls who might have been waiting for him in the basecamp that was in the middle of the rice field belonging to the people.
Instantly the young man stopped right in his eyes to see from a distance a woman the same age as his first brother walked up to the Clouds.
If I die, there's a lady coming over to me who can get scorned.." Prologue Cloud in his heart.
"Hey.........." Pelvic porters." Sergeah mbak Ani after standing opposite the young man. With his haughty and arrogant style of speech.
"Gee.......! Ani the prettiest and sexiest angel in town." Praise the clouds with a smile forced to make it but the sweet words given by the clouds will not work to him because of hatred towards the Lisnawati family.
"What's.......! Did you say the kencur boy. " Violent his voice and echoing so that make the ears buzzing clouds resist pain.
"Ouch......! Ma'am said that Prayer and what was said by me was the fact there was no lie or was forced to have his mother in Amin right." Cloud said with a sad face.
"Haloooo.......! You don't have to lecture me. And should his self-conscious pelvic floor porters. Don't you ever let my sister deketin." Threaten Ani's Mother.
The young man only smiled as he was willing to avenge the humiliation of the woman who was beside him. for it would be better for him to be silent than to reply to every word of a proud man for a treasure and social association.
"Damor......! Poor people can still smile. " Anger Mpa Ani.
"Sir Ani.....! I'm leaving first because the three beautiful girls are waiting for the arrival of a handsome young man like me." Cloud said, bragging in front of the arrogant woman.
"Ohk my God.....! Is my ear. It's not wrong to hear what you say.?" Ask Mbak Ani while patting his jidat.
While the person in question has issued a thousand foot style quickly and instantly it is not visible in the eyes of arrogant women.
Huh......." Watch out for you clouds I'll teach you dare he run away before I let him go. Anger Mbak Ani with eyes that light up red.
For a moment the young man stopped from running looking back or to the right and left fearing his dapper woman was chasing after him while neutralizing her roaring breath in order to regularly return.
When the situation was safe and the breath was stable, the young man continued his journey by walking along the path on the edge of the rice field to his hangout of the girls and himself in his spare time.
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In the Small Town Center precisely at the Cianjur area hospital and in the hospital room a middle-aged man was lying weakly with his hands on the infusion hose and a few people were waiting for him.
"Before his adzan duhur reverberated and the time was pointed towards at 10:00 noon.
Seriate.