Not the Image of Rashmi
BCR #11T. DISTRACTION

Den Rara, mamang is ahead.

Asmi who is still holding a concept meeting reached her mobile phone and glanced at a glance.

He ran towards the car where the mang Dedi was waiting, "sorry long wait, Asmi just settled..."

"That's nothing den," he nodded briefly.

"Teh Nawang same tea Katresna has come home yet mang?" ask Asmi.

"There is still a den, again on *ngabedahkeun* balong.." replied Mang Dedi. Asmi cars are now out of the campus area again drove along with other vehicles among the hustle and bustle of the city of Bandung.

The brown gate of wood was opened as wide as the world revealed a spacious and beautiful courtyard.

Sayup heard the sound of laughter and the gurgling of water as well as the flow of wasted water.

"Assalamu'alaikum!" Asmi put her bag carelessly and went straight to the fish jar at the back near the kitchen area, her smile widened to find the nephews were cool with the world of water, and,

"Hey, it's cold ah! Later in the wind gera," Katresna said busy on Sasi, Kelana and Dhara. The three boys ran in the water that was left knee-length to show the bottom of the pond and dozens of large fish in it with mamang-mamang who helped the process ngabedahkeun.

Asmi laughs at him, "pengen follow! But I was thought to be a much less sane childhood!"

"Bi Asmi!" the boy who was wearing a singlet and caw3t shirt was drenched and caught a fish in his hand.

"Sasi! Rich boy!" asmi's laughter was amused, anxious as well actually.

Amih came out of the kitchen and walked on the back porch area directly opposite the fish pond, "neng, children are told to climb aja or, cold..." there was a warm smile to see his grandchildren happy like this, deep down, he was just a mother.

"Mih," Asmi directly salim.

"Eat first" said Amih.

"For a while, I wanted to squirm with Neng Dhara, Lana Sama Sasi..." Asmi walked on tiptoes barefoot, but ill-fated because of the muddy terrace splashed with water, Asmi slipped.

*swing*...

*Blughbwbwbwb*!

Swahaha!

Not only the boys but also Katresna laughed, while amih just shook his head, "can be spelled out too, centil!" his nag.

"Oh yeah!" the girl instead of crying but instead joined in laughing, laughing at her bo spirit. Mamang also who had wanted to move to undo the intention because den nganten had helped his daughter.

"Den rara ain't nothing den?"

Asmi shook her head while rising up, "nothing," she grimaced, not pain but rather embarrassment.

"Hahaha, uh!" sasi's laughter did not stop, not to mention his two nephews who ridiculed Asmi.

"Ai neng atuh, meni centil want to follow the sagala..."

"Mang Ujang, it weighed how many kilos! Who wants mah taro again let's nganak!" amih orders, he also carefully walked.

"Lise! Try this on the mop, afraid to make a woe!" tell the housekeeper.

"Yes den" nods the 23-year-old woman from Majalengka.

Asmi sat on the wooden chair looking at her elbow that had hit the wall, "aww anyyyy is sick!"

Katresna laughed again when she saw her sister-in-law moaning, "*clutches* (**tail bones**) must have hurt! Oh, my goodness.*aya-aya wae*!" (**anyone***!)

"Teh Nawang hasn't returned tea?" ask Asmi.

"Not yet, the traffic jams..."

There was a hissing sound from the hot oil, the aroma of fried fish had even been smelling, with the typical sambal cobeknya ground pasundan. Amih pay attention to every activity of the ambu who cook, he is indeed quite reliable in natural cooking, Sekar Taji does have a typical Sundanese restaurant '**Saung Amih***' in some corners of Bandung and surrounding areas.

"Asmi change clothes first ah! Wet tuh," he said showing the wet back.

"Yes sok atuh. Lunch was a little bit of a whim," cried Katresna.

From the outside sound of cars and motorcycles, it is a sign that the residents of the house have returned from the adventure of looking for rupiah.

"Well! Again, why is this tea!" Candra gave her jacket to the wife leaving a white uniform typical of PT. KAI complete with its name tag hanging near the pocket.

"Dad! Look dad! Dhalas dapet big fish!" his lips were already pale from the cold.

They are so enthusiastic to show the catch, even though most of it is wet play. Asmi returned with her home batik dress, considering that there was only a family so she only wore a knee-length dress with a spaghetti strap on her shoulders revealing her smooth skin.

Candra turned her head with the presence of her sister, "Mi, come in! !" yells.

"Ih! Engga ah! Rich boy less happy, aja weh! Asmi mah just changed clothes!"

Indeed basically nosy Candra, he smiled evilly and with a single stomp he held Asmi who suddenly revolted, "aa!! Ahhhh, amihhh!" he screamed hysterically, knowing the level of the second brother's mess.

"Aaah, I've come to nosy tea!" katresna. Asmi is not the youngest but she has always been the target of Bajra and Candra.

"Throw A!" shouted Sasi.

"Lampal yeah!"

"Durunin bi Asmi, om!"

"*Sok weh*! Look out for how you dare to throw! Aa!" he had already shaken his legs, wrapped his hands around Candra's neck tightly as he approached the jar, "aaa! Amiihhhhhh! Oh, please Asmi!" the screams are getting louder.

But the girl did not lose her mind, when Candra wanted to drop her she was clammy holding her brother's neck until both of them fell into the jar.

*Byurr*!

Katresna laughed with satisfaction, as did the children who now invaded the two.

"Yey! Yeye!"

Asmi let go of her hand and rubbed the rough face, "base of jail! Asmi has to shower and change clothes again!"

"Astagfirullahaladzim! It's on a rich old boy!"

"There's no shame!" Amih ruffled waist.

"Yes Allah----! !"

They looked up at the door goal, Asmi was immediately fixated....I smiled broadly at him seeing it.

"Eh, it's Agah!" greetings.

"Well, why didn't you tell me you wanted to come here?!"

"Asmi ride !!" Bajra said let alone see Asmi's wet clothes print the following body exposing the shoulders and bones of his sister's seamless hose, making anyone the adam will be tempted by it.

"What the fuck else is this?"

"Den in front of me, time plan you invited to the kitchen dirty !" Amih led the man back inside.

"That's a Candra, aa!" accuse Asmi.

"Where does Candra know there's a plan, anyway why would you take her to a dirty kitchen?" the man lifted the krucils up.

"OKo gaes! Ride, ah, mama's gonna be mad!" Candra raised the children one by one.

Accompany the Agah!

The order came down, shortly after Asmi took a bath and changed clothes.

Asmi nodded obediently, not far away.both are in the front porch of the house.

"Lecture until what time, neng?" Agah open his voice, the man with a long-sleeved shirt stelan tried to approach Asmi.

"So morning college, den. There is only a routine project from the campus of cooperation in the city of Bandung, so until late afternoon..."

Gotta review the smile, "can call me akang or aa right? No need to aden, the impression is awkward." replied Agah, the afternoon air did not feel cold because honestly Asmi felt wrong.

"Diminum with the tea! It's also still hot!" Rashmi turned her attention, she had even sipped tea even though her throat was not thirsty.

"If neng Asmi calls akang or aa, I'd rather be happy." he said again, Rashmi already felt bad sitting, "don't den, not polite at all."

"Neverything, will soon call him crank, too" his god tried to seduce. Asmi smiled stiff and bitter like salty vegetables. This is not what he wanted.

"Emhhh, this is ali agremnya gustiiii! Delicious pisan, try it!" Asmi plucks ali agrem cake made of kawung sugar and ring-shaped rice flour on the plate.

Rather chuckling, he knew Asmi was trying to dodge, it was funny.

Agah is handsome authoritative, he also has everything, but all that can not buy Asmi's heart.even he is very polite, but Asmi's heart is untouchable.

What is less Asmi?! What's?!

"Neng Asmi," Agah grabbed Asmi's hand, the girl was quite surprised to the reflex of pulling her hand from Agah.

"Punteun, sorry--sorry..." Agah pulled back his naughty hand, the intention of the heart wanted to touch Asmi's heart, but the girl could not accept it yet.

"Punteun aden," Rashmi breathed a nervous and panicked breath, she even changed her sitting position, as well as Agah.

"Drink again den, his tea!" rashmi's nod broke the atmosphere of Awkward to be taken Agah, most of them drink sweet tea!

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