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*ADKA* IDEALS*

"Kumbler..." Adka suddenly appeared on the porch of Retno's house.

"Eh, surprise!" Retno's mother jumped in shock, she was counting dishes after washing a small container at a neighbor's child circumcision event, because she wanted to be stored in the closet.

"Akh, maam. So shocked." Adka.

"You want what else? just disturb people." Retno's mom mengedumel long short.

"Ish, shoot. Can't be so fierce, old wretch." Goda Adka's.

"Hush, don't bring age, will you?! You see, why else? I was busy counting the plates. Tuh, right so forget again..sampe how much was it? sixty-one what sixty-three?" Retno Manyun.

"From the counting plate better help Adka, mbak. Blessed, help the orphans."

"Oh, this kid. Now bring the status of life again. You think a model widow doesn't need help?" Retno's mom raised her chin, her nose was upset.

Earlier this morning, the child's yard was hanging out in front of his house, with sarongs and peci, reasoned to finish morning prayers in the front mosque, passing by but asked to make coffee.

Afternoon came just the medicine for stomach pain for his father what name. This afternoon had appeared with an innocent look bothering him for whatever reason.

Adka has since stopped working in a bookstore, like taking medicine to visit her home, three times a day.

Since Aisyah has moved in with her husband, the abah house in Aisyah is now occupied by Mr. Faraz, Adka and his sister.

Mr. Faraz himself is now a Marbot, replacing his brother. Automatic Adka is a neighbor of Mbak Retno whose house is only a hundred meters away from Abah's house.

"Sir, Adka is really asking for help..."

"Seek what more? ask for more coffee? the sugar in my house is gone."

"Not." Adka.

"Then you went to your sister's house again? Want to talk to Bram again?"

"No, mbak "

"Then what? Cepetan by the way, this plate is hungry here not in the simple."

"It's..." Adka pulled out a book that folded indistinctly from behind the back of her shirt.

"What's that?"

"Teach me math..."

"What?" Straight out spil language ancestor mbak Retno heard the word mathematics.

"I'm testing package C again in a week, I don't know this about the subject of opportunity."

"Opportunities?" Retno bulged, in the past she chose to sleep or count the number of lizards on the school ceiling rather than studying mathematics.

"There is indeed a discussion of opportunities in mathematics?"

" this, you know, the opportunity he said theoretically means the comparison between the number of events with the number of all possibilities that occur." Adka explained seriously but pointed to the page of his book that he wrote carelessly.

Instantly the look on Retno's face changed, as if trying to understand Adka's explanation.

"Keep making up this matter, madam. Four balls are drawn at random from a box containing 15 balls. Due to incorrect placement, 3 balls deflated and could not be used. What are the chances of taking four balls that are not deflated? Ma'am Adka can help you answer, can't you?"

"Oalaaah, what's that about, anyway? When the migraine directly hears it." Retno's mother immediately scratched her head that did not itch.

"It's a matter of opportunity material, ma'am." Sahut Adka with plain mimicry.

"I know, baby! I swear to God, don't take me. Maybe my teacher taught me this material again my permission to get sick muntaber times, huh? All I remember about the odds is how the chances of getting good grades with the next friend's nyontek." Retno spoke while laughing.

"Well, right' Shoot ever sat on the high school bench? time don't know?"

"Yes, ma'am Retno...I think mbak maths, kemaren pas ngitungin money cateringan difference gopek aja mbak Retno directly ngeh." Adka looked at Retno with a disappointed look.

"If you pass the C package continue to get a diploma, the plan wants to go to college or courses while working. Let's go pinter." Seloroh Adka, he opened the book in his hand, so resigned.

"Eh, that's good, you can support your ideals."

"That's not my main goal, ma'am...!" Cut Adka suddenly.

"What are your goals?"

"Nikahin mbak Retno!"

"Glegh!" Retno's mother almost choked on her own saliva hearing Adka's answer.

"Woy, yesterday afternoon kid you think married kayak play gaplek?" Retno's mother glared with misdeed.

"Eh, but..."

"But what??? Your brother is my junior, what are you? Where there was a kid yesterday afternoon wedding aunts!" Retno's mother who misbehaved rampaged.

"Boy yesterday afternoon, ma'am.not yesterday afternoon." Adka interrupts with the mesem sour.

"What's the difference between yesterday and the afternoon?"

"At least yesterday afternoon was older than yesterday afternoon."

"Hedee." Retno's mother returned to her plates she was just a head grin, Adka was always there.

"Go home." Get rid of Retno then then pretend to be indifferent.

"No! Teach Adka mathematics first."

"Astagafirullah, I swear Adka.I stupid counting business, the business of counting plates aja sampe back and forth from earlier ndak kelar-kelar. Piye iki's...? this kid is a ngeyel."

Adka grinned the horse and then sat cross-legged facing Mbak Retno.

"The matter of which these two are like this.Budi bag contains marbles, there are 12 marbles consisting of 5 blue marbles, 3 red marbles, and 4 yellow marbles. From the bag Budi will take one marble. What are the chances of getting a red marble?" Adka continued to dictate math problems to him, regardless of Retno's eyes were also as big as marbles looking at him like Ravana again wrathful.

"What's the answer, mbak?" Adka raised her face to Retno, full of questions.

"Budi's boulevard wants red, yellow, ijo, gray marbles. Ora cares about me." Retno replied with a resigned face.

Adka was preparing to protest at Retno, along with the arrival of her sister who ran away from home.

"Sister.sister..." Stuttered.

"What's up, Aqsa?" Tanya Adka was confused to see her sister who was like just now in uber demon.

"There's.ada olang cali sister..." Aqsa replied stammeredly, he had not been too clear to speak because of the delay in his development from birth.

"Who?"

"Olang use obil melah..."

ADKA

mbak Retno

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