Love is Unbreakable
Chickenpipe

Without much asking what else to say, mother reached into the pocket of her drawstring pants and handed over the money ten thousand, after thrusting money at me, mother turned her body back to me.

"Naya street, bun." my saying despite not being hirau by mother.

Be careful, Naya. inner mother.

After a few steps away from the house, I took the tape that was in the canoe in my pocket, I started typing the message.

"I go to work." the message I sent to Surya number, already rich report just use tell you everything.

After the pesen sent, without waiting for a reply, I save again deh hape me into the pocket of clothes guarding Surya reply can be felt through the vibration of the hape.

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"Dih, she's naek angkot... ora with your boyfriend again Nay?" ask Ipul who is sitting in the smoking place while playing hape.

"Kaga." I gawked into his bag and took the table cloth.

"What time is it, Nay... have you been nyampe bae lu?" asked Bikang who was standing in front of the tray was waiting for Eka to make a drink.

"For the bitter, po." I said with my hands wiping the tables one by one.

"Cowok you say what, Nay abis nganterin I go home semalem?"

"Don't think po came home every night through it alone even on foot, ora prank said his po?"

"Inseng ora prank, Nay. has become a daily meal." Bikang delivered drinks after Eka put 2 glasses of warm tea on the tray.

"Ciyeee ka Nay, already can walk dong. ayang bebeb already have a motor.when did the road with yuk ka! doubel date is that cool language mah." said Eka.

"Well, if you are rich, you know, or you think there Ka." Naya keeps her lap back on a long table near the tray.

"Yaaaah not cool this mah ka Nay, afraid Eka has a crush on ya ama girlfriend ka Nay?" guess Eka.

"Didih, why fear Eka has a crush on Surya. There is even Surya who has a crush on Eka, in the eyes of Surya jelatan if liet chick." chirp me with a mouth that is hard on the brake while stepping into the kitchen to make a drink for myself, thirsty abis way straight to darken the table, throat need soft so as not to dry.

"Daddy, your guy is rich is that Nay?" ask Bikang who also heard it while putting the tray back to its original place.

In the kitchen I was cool to make a drink of sweet iced tea to my tribe, kick the taste if already drink sweet already cold, seger this eyes.

Glegek.

"Segeeer" I said as my throat was covered with iced sweet tea. I keep my glass near the sink in the kitchen.

To my two eyes I saw Tohir draining a piece and a chicken cooker into a round tray made of woven bamboo, "For ya, Tohir?" I said with my hands already plucked one piece of chicken.

"Mao gw kaga kasih, but you've held it sepet...want how else try I'm Nay?" ledek Tohir's.

"That means you can be stingy." chirped me.

Eka approached me and Tohir who was in the kitchen.

Eka stood up and ruffled her waist behind the ciler, staring at me and Tohir who were standing in the kitchen with the same hand holding a chicken, "Good yes, in the wait in front it turns out he was even more delicious to eat sepet, kaga ngajak ngajak again!"

I am like a mother when she is angry again.

"Who is also the one who ngajak the Naya, noh he nyomot dawek ora I bargain as well." Tohir defended himself.

"Bacot bae lu, Tohir." chirped me.

Bikang followed to the kitchen, "What the hell is this storm?" ask Bikang mediate, in terms of mah want to also eat a piece of chicken.

"Well, drama bye." ledek Ipul.

"Relax Eka, we're ora in for ama Tohir." Bikang took a piece of sepet from the top of the tray, "Yes, we take bae!" exclaim Bikang while eating a chicken in his hand.

So it was Naya, Eka, Bikang and Tohir eating chicken sepets and claws together in the kitchen with a standing position.

While the Ipul does not participate in the drizzle, cool behind the smoking place.

That boy is not afraid of what yes, in the kitchen all of them, even the front is empty again there is no person...it is still a customer, if the customer needs what, how is it? inner Ipul.

Unaware of the duck kitchen child, Pak Pangesta passed the front of the restaurant by riding his red jass honda.

Ega parked his black metic motor near the fumigation spot.

"There is a Mr. Pangesta tau bang Ipul" said Ega quickly get off his bike.

"Who are you, Ga?" ask the unbelieving Ipul.

By the way Mr. Pangesta already rich demit, come not picked up home not in the anter, know already in front of the restaurant sometimes come from the back, sometimes from the side of the macdonald, Macdonald, sometimes also from behind, what an inconsistent boss if coming from which direction he likes to like him.

In terms of pak Pangesta dateng only from 1 direction it makes it easier for employees, so can be anticipated if pak Pangesta dateng.

"Heh, not her on the job instead on eating!" exclaims Ega who looked at four colleagues were in the kitchen while eating a chicken what else Naya who is now crouching.

"Here, Ega. good to know!" sembang Bikang invites Ega to join.

"No, Ega picked priper." Ega took a broom and pengki made of plastic, "Fear also, Ega liet his car Pak Pangesta entered here" said Ega.

"Seriously you, Ega?" ask Bikang.

"Ngapain is also a lie, po." said Ega as he walked forward to start his priper.

"Kaga believes I am Ega's mouth." said Bikang.

"He envies it, po." Eka cussed.

From far away Ipul saw the car of Mr. Pangesta who was heading in his direction.

"Sir Pangesta dateng woy!" exclaim the Ipul with a slightly high voice.

"Goroh bae lu is as rich as Ega" said Bikang.

"Pak Pangesta is real" said Ipul again.

It's not possible for Ipul to lie, is it? I wash my hands and then go back to the front.

"Esh esh esh." decak pak Pangesta when he saw Eka, Bikang and Tohir standing in the kitchen with their hands holding a chicken.

Dead gw. inward Eka.

Mampusss dah. batin Bikang.

Seriate...

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