Nested Razia Satpol PP
Lima

"healthy darling?"

"Healthy mah. How's mama? Papa too?"

"We're all healthy, son. Was it hard there?"

"Dad mah. Bentar mah, I'm having a conference with Rachel huh"

"Yes dear"

I touched the people icon and the + sign. I immediately type "Sigalvon" aka the failed to move on.

waiting for a few seconds the beautiful face of a friend at frequency appeared on my screen.

"Haii.." Rachel's cramped voice made mama teekik

"Oh my goodness there's Aunt Fifi. Sorry, Auntie's release"

"Yes not papa Chel. Just relax"

"Duh kangen ni same you say. When are you coming back here?"

"It's still a while. 2 more months could be"

"Old yes, son. Mama misses you too Chel. Never played at home"

"when do I stop by Auntie's house"

"Promise yes. Emm Tas, do you need mama here to nengokin you?"

"Not to mah. Enter mama kecapean again"

"By the nyokokin won't. But if Auntie wants to see me coming"

"Ha seriously you?"

"Seriously you want to come?"

"Yes want aunty to know X's city"

After a chat, and spending nearly an hour we finally ended the conversation. I see the clock on the wall is still 20.20. Hungry on me makes me want to not have to go out of the room to eat.

Actually there's instant noodles, but I don't want to be too dry. Eat dimsum or siomay. Let me ask Super Marlo first.

[Mar.] send.

5 Minutes passed without reply. I type the name Super Marlo in my. I called but I didn't pick up. I sent one more message.

[Mar, do you know the seller dimsum or siomay at this hour?] send

after 10 minutes. There was a message from Marlo.

[So soon the sales dimsum have closed the Bag times. If the siomay seller there is a Deket SD Tunas Bangsa. Use that wagon]

[Ok. Thanks to Mar]

[Or is it the place? Same thing]

[You're]

Alright we cuss to SD Tunas Bangsa. Change what clothes. Do not wear the same color as a gini clothes. Not far away though. Gawaiku stayed in the room, lowbat because of the video call earlier.

Only my wallet and room key I brought. My hair is cucepol. Ah seger's..

I walked through the alley. Out the alley I turn to the left straight through the Bu Indriana grocery store and then the Pak Aman coffee shop. The bridge then self-service the bees and up to SD Tunas Bangsa. There are also many selling. I read one name Abang Abang's cart. Well met the father of the seller siomay.

"Bang one yes, wrapped"

"implement the mbak"

Deftly the father took all the siomay prints. Pour the peanut sauce and sambel. Duh.so drool this.

After I finished the transaction I tried to walk a bit far. There's a cart of crepes. It's delicious, but the seller doesn't exist. Let me ask the seller next door.

"Excuse bang. Where's the brother crepes, Bang?" just be polite

"But the guy still buys cigarettes. Just wait"

Since there was no seat, I just stood by the wagon..

Arriving from the back, the traders ran away with the cart. I was immediately confused what this was. The sound of sirens is clear, ooh there is a raid of traders by Satpol PP. Oh my goodness, I am. When I was going to run, my arm was held tight by a father of PP satpol. Mucus!

"Where are you going to run!" shouted mr satpol PP

"Please sir, I'm not a trader. Ouchh!" suddenly I also shouted, trying to take off the grip of the father. Sick tau. It's so annoying.

"Who's this still his trade?" pointed at the crepes cart. Huh! Shithead! So apes!

"Well, come with us to the office" the father forced me to get in the car. I was placed with the father of another trader who was caught. I was scared, crying.

"That's what I bought siomay. How cold?"

Huh! Siomay's brother also snorted. You could be a witness if I wasn't a merchant.

"Yes bang. What apa today"

Until our office was taken down from the car. We lined up two saf. I deliberately chose in front, so it looks fitting I want to protest. Next appeared several carts being held.

"You guys, I've been given the leeway still ngeyel. The rules can only trade until 9" said a commander of the PP satpol firmly and a little annoyed.

I interrupted, I raised my hand like a schoolboy answering questions.

"Sorry sir, I'm not.."

"Shut up! I'm not done talking" he snapped again. Shocked, my tears just increased.

"Why on ngeyel" he continued

My body trembles, I'm so scared. A lifetime of razia ketangkep also this once. Do you look like I'm a rich street vendor huh. Argha! My head is dizzy, my eyes are dark. Bruukkk

POV Author

"Duh pake fainted all over. Ngrepotin!"

"Bak mbak wake up mbak"

"Eucaly wood oil, oil"

"It's a buyer sir, not a merchant"

The voices that were mutually silent suddenly stopped

"Where are you?" ask someone

"This boy is not a trader, he's a buyer. Buy the siomay. Tuh who trade crepes" then the father pointed to someone who had just come with an officer.

"That's a hell of a bitch"

"We'll bring it inside first"

Tasia was carried in the same police officer's arms. Luckily, there was a woman in the room. His body was a bit cold, eucalyptus oil near his nose.

"There's a tag"

The female officer tried to search Tasia's clothes. He found a wallet.

"Just a wallet" one by one card seen and met also with his ID card.

"Not this guy a girl"

"Yes, wait for someone"

A while Tasia was getting sober. The female officer approached.

"Mbak, how? Still dizzy?"

"Ehh..." Tasia shook her head weakly, her head still feeling dizzy. His consciousness had not fully recovered. It's a little confusing as well how he's here. "Where am I?"

"Satpol PP Mbak"

"Well!" suddenly he shouted, remembering the incident that happened to him a few years ago.

"I want to go home"

"Wait a minute to get a little quiet first. Here's the hot tea to drink first, then we take it home"

Tasia grabbed the tea glass given by the female attendant.

"Where do you live? I see the ID is not here"

Only the female officer actively asked, even though there were 3 people in the room. Tasia, 1 female officer and 1 male officer.

"I'm a newcomer, ma'am, spending in the alley Darling"

"It's better, right? I drove him home to Wit. Wit's house is going to be different directions" the man's officer said.

"Heem Ram's. Signed the same mas yes mbak. What's not what, right? I'm afraid I'm going to see why napa's on the street"

"But what time is it? If more than 10 hours the boarding gate is closed. I also don't have HP"

"It's been 11 mbak. How's it? Home now?"

"Yes Ma'am" Tasia nodded

"Died where the hell? What end of the alley in Bu Murni's boarding house?

"In Pure Ma'am sir" replied Tasia

"Yes, I brought it. Ma'am Wit I'm first yes"

"Yes, take care of Ram. Be careful mbak"

Then Tasia left the room. Until the man's officer lent his jacket to Tasia.

"wear this. Let it not cool" thrusting jacket semi leather brown color.

"Please sir" then Tasia and the man's attendant climbed into the motorcycle seat.15 minutes drive they both arrived. The distance from the office is not so far away.

"That's up" the officer said

"Oh yes. Thanks sir"

Tasia got off the motor then walked towards the gate. Oh it's attached padlock.

"Why? Padlocked?"

Tasia nodded. The man's attendant then led the motorbike to the side of the boarding house. Parked in the house. It was Pure Ma'am's house.

Tok..

"Assalamualaikum Ma'am" he said

"Wa'alaikumsalam" shouted from inside the house. "Lhoh mas Ram, mbak Tasia. What's the matter? Malem malem to the house?" tanyanya surprised

"So this is Ma'am." The man's officer explained the details of the problem that befell Tasia.

"Yes Allah. Yes I have opened the gate" Mum Murni felt that Kasian was also tickled. He shook his head with a smile

"Lock mbak. Take a break. O God of chivalry" stroked Tasia's hair with affection.

"Thank you ma'am. Thank you sir" Tasia said goodbye to enter her room immediately.

"Eh.." The male officer wanted to call Tasia back. But it didn't. The jacket is still worn in Tasia.

"What's up Ram?" ask Pure Ma

"There is no Mom. I also say ma'am. Assalamualaikum"

"Wa'alaikumsalam"