My Match in the Hands of Duda Somplak
CHAPTER 3 . Petaka fried bread

I faintly heard the voice of the Adhan in my head, then slowly He opened his eyes and gathered his whole life first.

"Belgium ... Just sleeping had been playing in the morning," He grumbled after that He rushed out of the room to worship and then pray.

It seems that after the prayer he went to sleep again as usual, because they lived three so not too bothered to cook or beberes like most people.

Because the upbringing given by Mother Ita is so hard, so that her children are not too dependent on her. The reason is if one day his mother catches up with the husband, then they can live independently.

Ouch author kok nyesek yes, ah so inget Mak in another village ... Yes, thor does not have to be sad anyway, continued ajalah.😇

30 Minutes later. He had woken up and the sun had apparently appeared up there, and had begun to give a beam of sunlight to all the universe.

"De, what time do you leave?" ask her mother.

"Oight o'clock Mak, the mother." Answer Him.

"No papa."

"Elah Mak, very short. Toothache yes" he said.

Layers.

"Oh, sick Mak!" while rubbing his head that was hit by his Mom's flick, he turned his lips.

"Rather than that the mouth gets longer better, go to the cafe shop just as neat." said his mother.

Then He took twenty thousand dollars in his mother's hand, stomping his feet he walked towards the front door.

"Based on my mother's nyebelin, usually torturing her son doang." Along the way from the start of the house to the stall He, unceasingly cursed his Mother.

Arriving at the shop.

He, called Bude Nah, as the owner of the stall. And not how long Bude Nah's out.

"Buy what De?" ask Bude Well to Him.

" Cabe Bude" he answered.

Then Bude Nah weighed Cabe who was ordered by Him, then He took some wet cake leftover from the chili change just now.

Not long until he was home and gave the chili that his mother told him to buy earlier.

"So where's the change De? how is it just the chili doang that you love to Mom, terasanya where?" His mother also felt suspicious because he did not give his change which should be the remaining 10 thousand.

Well you know, the money where hayo, just chili, terasanya you live where hayo.

Hehe. He laughed, revealing what was in his hand.

" De buy this Mak" said He with a smile on his face.

"Nih rasain you,"

"Oh, my God! sick."

"Let's break this ear."

"Oh, you poor mother, her own child is tormented" She kept thrashing asking to be let go of her jewels.

Not so easy if the lion's mother is angry again, finished your history. So do not tiger, eh re-challenge means the same kind of Mother Ita, you are De, told to buy the same terasi chilli back instead of bringing terasi instead bring cake, gini will be. Hehe.

"What did you say! Impeccable mother, there are you who disobey the same mother. Wonderful I have a daughter one gini very yes, told to buy the same pepper terasi, which is home bring snacks again." Ita's mother early in the morning already got the prey Hihi.

Huaaa...

haps.

For a moment He was silent and did not sound like a child again, how could it? yes, people can have their mouths stuffed with fried bread.

"Aish, Mum likes to torture children, even if broken how to try," with a crumpled face, He continues to protest because he continues to be persecuted as his mother.

"Part of it is not the fault of the mother, who asked to buy snacks when the mother wanted to ask for help to buy salt again, this is even home with a cake," said Mak Ita, because again He was caliph and could not forget the name of the snack.

"So angry money in use to buy cake, this is. From earlier that ngabisin his cake Mother anyway," murmured He while biting the cake that was gagged in his mouth earlier.

"What did you say just now" said his mother.

The tajem elders are also the ears, the inner He is in the heart.

"By your attention, if you dare to call Mom, Mom chopped this,"

"No Mak, how dare De talk about Mom." Say Him.

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Didn't feel like the clock was so fast, now he's at work riding his motorcycle matic.

He works in a restaurant, because only this place is willing to accommodate someone like him, because there is no need to use high wages. Only need shrewdness and deft in serving the visitors and of course deft in working.

With a salary of 1.7 million he received, he was able to set aside some money, and some of it was given to his mother.

"Mom!" shouted a visitor and of course, all employees must be ready to serve the buyer even though he was resting to eat.

"Yes you go first, I want to serve the buyer first," he told his friend.

"OK." Then his friend walked towards the kitchen, and he came to someone who called.

"Yes sir, what message do you want?" he told the buyer.

"I want to lose my breath" said the buyer.

Why is this voice unfamiliar in my ears huh, murmured He in his heart.

Why does this sound like you've heard yes, ah it might just be similar, the inner buyer again.

And the two of them both raised their heads and their gazes clashed against each other.

"You!" say they together.

"You do what here" again they say the same way.

"Father don't see if I wear an apron now," he's a deaf voice, able to make the man just able to look at him.

Yeah, well yeah, there's no way this is a swimming boy wearing an apron, ah you stupid son of a bitch. Bump the man on himself.

"Hye sir, I'm no longer in a kuntilaki sticky, suddenly smiles are not clear." He told the old man.

For a moment the man was immediately speechless because the words spoken by the boy in front of him seemed strange.

"There are kuntilaki, which I know are kuntilanak," said the man.

"Try you practice the sound of kuntilanak." He said.

As hypnotized by His words, the man obeyed and imitated the voice of the kuntilanak.

Ihiwa..Ihihihi.

"Well that's just a kuntilanak voice, did you laugh, did you smile?" ask Him.

"Smiling" the man replied.

"Nah means really my word, Mr. again kepelan kuntilaki, because the prestige of laughing, different from the kuntilanak who have no shame" who was given an explanation just silent while scratching his neck.

"Wait to be what you mean" the man thought hard until finally.

"Babhahhh!"