Melani And Her Boy's
Complex Gutter

Joseph pushed his wagon through the crowded sidewalk with a crowd of passersby. Now, the goal is to sell at Citra Raya complex. Citra Raya Complex is an elite residential area, which is certainly in the lives of the rich. Not a person of the same level as himself.

This morning, the smoke of the vehicle has flown a lot. Sometimes Joseph coughed at him. Sweat pours out every step of the way.

Joseph turned his wagon into a large street with a security guard post in front of him. After passing through the beautiful complex street with various plants on its side. Yusuf is now in front of the residents' house modeled modern house.

He began to sound the bowl with a spoon on his wheel. Make a characteristic sound, when it passes. So that the residents of housing there realize its existence, then buy the merchandise.

Not long after driving around by shaking the bowl. A middle-aged woman wearing a negligee called out to him.

"I want the porridge, sir."

"Good." Joseph answered, immediately prepare a bowl to fill the porridge.

"Don't use peanuts, sir, add a little soy sauce, and the spiciness is just 2 spoons." Pinta the woman. Joseph immediately poured some porridge centongs into the bowl.

And put the secret spice so that the porridge is more delicious. Not forgetting, Yusuf added some chicken milk to the porridge.

"It's mom already."

"12 grand, right, sir?" Joseph nodded after being questioned. The woman gave up ten thousands and a sheet of two thousand.

"Thank you ma'am." The woman left with a bowl of porridge in her hand, entering the house. Waiting for the bowl to be put on by the woman.

Joseph again shook the bowl with a spoon. His head turned, looking around the area. His two eyes looked at a large sewer on the side of the towering white wall. The place where he fell after being hit by a motorcycle of a young man named Adam.

His jaw again raised a vein when remembering the incident, he would not make the young man escape from his grip. If the young man appeared in front of both of his eyes.

"Sir, here's the bowl, thank you." A woman put a bowl in Joseph's cart. He smiled in response to the woman.

Joseph again pushed his cart, intending to surround the compound further. The streets of this complex often feel quiet and silent. Compared to the complex streets that he often surrounded.

The sound of a motorbike was heard from behind him. Joseph turned his head 90 degrees. Making sure he was on the side of the road, and not hit like yesterday. However, his forehead wrinkled when he saw the sport bike that looked familiar from his sight. The motorbike stopped at a stall not far in front of Joseph.

The man quickly stepped his foot while pushing his wagon with all his might.

"Dam, what time do you want to go to school?" Asked one of the young men who was also sitting on the stand.

One of the other young men sat down next to the young man. He lit a cigarette in his hand. "Later, it was too late. I'm sorry I'm angry with Mala." The young man answered, starting to smoke his cigarette.

Joseph glared as he pointed at Adam sitting down, "You are the one who broke me right again with the herd of sales? Sampe's getting into solokan right there?" Yusuf shouted, the man gritted his teeth.

Adam saw the man was already provoked emotions can only be silent, he could not deny his actions. "This father you told me about last week?" Kevin asked, Adam could only nod and swallow his saliva.

Suddenly Kevin stood up to the man while showing his teeth. "I'm sorry my friend did, sir? My friend at that time accidentally hit the father until the father went into the sewer."

Joseph looked at the young man. He was eager to slap Kevin on the cheek, but unfortunately he was innocent and the young man was the son of a man. So he couldn't just slap the young man.

The guy in the bucket hat set his breath, "I'm not talking to you, I'm talking to your friend."

The young man approached Joseph. "I'm sorry for what I did, sir,"

Joseph stared intently at the tall figure of the young man. He rolled both his eyes. "I'll forgive you, but remember. Don't you dare approach my son again." Yusuf's Word. Then he approached his car which was on the side of the road.

Adam's forehead wrinkled, "Whose father?"

The man clucked bitterly, "Melani, Melani Cahya Pertiwi." Joseph answered again pushing his cart. Not a single word came out of the mouths of the two young men.

"Dam." Adam's mind ruffled his hair.

"Lagian lo the fitting it's pretentious and blurred everything, no responsibility. Make lo, can't be the same as Melani again." Said Kevin, laughing at the fate of his close friend.

Adam who was already too upset, only glanced at the young man a glance. Thickened his ears from Kevin's annoying laugh.

"Some of me was just in a panic hunt,"

"Panik why you? Afraid of the responsibility mintain? You're a rich man's son." Adam clucked at the words of his friend. "Gue was afraid of the sound of nyokap, if I hit people. You know, I hit him in the gutter over there. That's a really dirty sewer with my house." Adam Obviously.

He was truly sorry for not being careful in driving. If only, he was a little careful, maybe his relationship with the father camer has been smooth like the state of the highway.

"Am I not late, am I compensating you tomorrow Vin?" Ask Adam to his friend.

Kevin shook his shoulders, "That's what I think, just try." Kevin's Advice.

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