Loving the Mafia
Meatball For Cazim
Cazim was eating meatball pentol. Chew with pleasure. Since long ago, his favorite food is meatballs and bakmie or whatever all kinds of food called noodles. There is actually a history of its own that makes it love meatballs and various types of food made from noodles. If it is told it will be long.
Simply put, his father used to be a meatball. Cazim always enjoy meatballs. One meal, he could spend dozens of meatball pentols. And it's never dirty. If he was bored, at least a day or two he did not eat meatballs, after that he again beat meatballs.
His father did not mind even though his son spent a lot of meatballs from his merchandise. He also works for children. He only smiled whenever he saw his son spending a lot of meatballs on his sales.
"Don't you know, there's two bowls of empty meatballs you're eating, don't you know what?" Alando astonished to look at Cazim so greedy eating meatballs.
"You don't know me this time. I think you've seen me eat this too often, haven't you? No wonder!" Cazim, a handsome young man who has a face with a firm lip line combined with a sharp nose and sturdy jaw that feels too unique when fond of meatballs, should be exotic young men seem to have unique tastes too.
But no, he even looks simple with his simple eating style.
That night, Cazim who was sitting in a meatball stall suddenly called Alando who happened to cross riding a motorcycle on the road. Cazim invites Alando to eat there.
The atmosphere of a unique and eccentric meatball stall makes Cazim interested in enjoying the atmosphere of the night in a stall that is not so small, the stall is quite large and gives the impression of a modern, modern, plus a flickering lamp that adds to the festive impression. Not only is the place comfortable, the taste of meat is also shady and makes Cazim's tongue addictive.
"From tomorrow, I have an additional schedule, which is to teach Chesy. He will be my disciple" said Cazim.
"Murids? Brother as a teacher?"
"Chesy told me to teach her, I'll be her teacher."
"Trus want to?"
"Must want. If you don't want our secrets exposed, then you better follow it. I'm here to be considered a religious person, so I have to show you the right thing."
"I salute my brother, even though my brother is not an ustad, nor a santri jebolan from the boarding school, but why the understanding of the science of religion is very broad?"
"Yes, I know your father was a great man in that field. But he is a simple person, then why not just live with his brother's father? He's got everything, he can even buy this complex for you if you want."
"Stop talking about that stupid thing. I have only one father, no papa in my life." Cazim's facial expression changed emotions.
"Sorry, Bang." Alando forgets that his best friend is always angry every time he discusses the rich businessman. "Oh yeah, why would you want to get lost here just for my bang?" Alando switched the conversation.
Cazim patted Alando's shoulder with a meaningful look. "You don't need to ask me about herd loyalty. To me it's deep."
Alando. His expression changed, baper once. Whenever we discuss this, Cazim always shows the ethics of loyalty. He is not just a friend, his loyalty is beyond doubt.
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