Meeting on the city bus
27. Meet Winarti.

Dara cried in her prayer because her heart also hurt as she complained all the problems to the creator.

"I will accept whatever God gives me. Then never meet me with Artanto again, while in this world. It hurts so much, God, my heart, that whenever I can't forget him. That has cut a wound in my heart. Only to you where I complain and where I ask for guidance, O God."Whisper Dara's prayer, and cry silently but still sound as much as you want.

After that Dara tried to sleep again, quite early morning will arrive approximately 1 hour more. If Dara doesn't sleep then she'll feel sleepy tomorrow.

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Today Raid who really wants to be paired with the son of Kasiman sir. Again play that has been told Mr. Kasiman to come. His son came to Jakarta with his wife. Mr. Kasiman wants to introduce his daughter to Raid.

Raid is now in mes, where Mr. Kasiman lives. While chatting with Kasiman, his wife came out of the room.

"Eh.., Said. How are you?" tanya Waginah, his wife, Kasiman, extended her hand to greet Raid.

The Raid who understood immediately received the helping hand. Then Raid kissed the hand of Waginah ma'am, as a tribute to an older person.

"Thank God, ma'am, how's mom doing?"asked Raid, while welcoming the helping hand.

"So this is what you see."The answer is then he goes inside.

Mr. Kasiman only became his wife with his first wife. Interact well with the Raid that he will make his son-in-law.

Before long, Waginah returned to bring coffee and typical kebumen snacks, namely kelanting. Food made from this cassava material, and given red and white color.

"It's Id, at the meal and this is his coffee at the drink."Said ma'am Waginah.

"Well, I'm bothered, but thanks for the coffee." Raid.

"What to, this is not a bother."Said Mrs Waginah.

"I'm just here to play and get something." He said to Waginah.

"yes it's okay. Yes, I continued talking to my father." Mrs Waginah went straight into her room.

Now Kasiman and Raid, they're both talking. I don't know what was said was just the two of them talking. Soon from that, Pak Kasiman's daughter will be working it out.

"I asked for money" he asked his father.

"What do you want to buy?"ask mr. Kasiman.

"I want to eat this meatball, it must be fresh when it's hot" he replied.

"She will soon be a meatballer through later Mr. Pesenin." Said mr. Kasiman.

"Oh yeah wes, but really, sir?" he wanted to make sure that his father didn't lie.

"Yes yes" convinced his son who asked for certainty. After hearing his father's answer, he went back into the room. After he does not so do not get out of the housing of this complex.

"Eh wait," Mr. Kasiman held his son's hand.

"What's up, sir?"he wondered why his father was holding himself back from entering.

"Oh, know Raid, call bang Raid huh. I'm not Javanese if I'm called a mas."Said Raid, to Winarti while shaking hands.

"Winarti bang, can call Vienna or Narti."Welcome Winarti to greet Raid's hand.

"Oh yes, said Mr. Vienna to work. Where do you want to work?"asked Raid who was trying to familiarize himself with this girl in front of him.

Winarti, beautiful, slightly dry hair, sweet black skin, and a pretty fat body. Raid, feeling ordinary there is no slight vibration like when acquainted with Aminah. He did this in honor of Mr. Kasiman.

"I don't know bang, babak knows."Answer Winarti.

"Where does Mr Vienna want to work?"Raid asked Kasiman.

"That's the cooperation of Bu Yati Shintya's mama, working there. Later this afternoon I'll take Id."Answer mr. Kasiman.

"Oh hope you are at home, vienna, what else is the good people all." Raid, who cheered Vienna.

"Yes bang. Yes, I want to go in first as well. Bang Raid, continue talking to ya." Winarti.

who went straight into his father's room.

Raid nodded in response, then continued chatting them up. Not long Raid was ready to go home, because the day was already noon.

In the middle of the road meet Mbak Yani. Who just returned from the front minimarket, which is not far from the gate of this complex housing.

"Where's Mama Yani from?"ask Raid.

Even if you know where Yani came from. Because it looks from a plastic bag that is tenteng mbak Yani. In the plastic bag was plastered brend minimarket.

"It's Raid, I've bought toiletries, at the front minimarket."Answer mbak Yani.

"Tumben once mbak Yani himself, usually together mbak Iroh or mbak Sumi?"ask Raid.

"Yes this is them again at busy times, from yesterday I did not meet them. Oh yeah Id, two more days is it seven dozen days, you're off right?"tanya Mbak Yani, make sure to Raid. Who knows is not the same as her husband who had a working holiday after seven dozen.

"Em,, it's a holiday, why?"ask Raid.

"Then I go to Kemayoran, I want to go to my foster brother's house." Take Mbak Yani.

"But I no longer have money, if you come. Because this week again there is no Yana asked in neat right this park. Ma'am Yani knows I work not for myself but for my family. For me personally, huh ngandelin side job?"Said Raid, who spoke as is to Mbak Yani.

"You take it easy, go home and eat. I'm all responsible, because I brought you. Yes that's-that's our vacation, because later all the streets where it is. Want huh?"ask Mbak Yani.

"But who do we go with? isn't Kasiman his wife again?" ask Raid.

"Mbak Waginah is here enough until tomorrow afternoon, it is also tomorrow afternoon mbak Waginah returned home. He's only here for Vienna's anterin. So Mr. Kasiman can come with us to go, we're not just the two of us.

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