Not the Image of Rashmi
CRF #16. I'M STUCK

Asmi was still sleepy when mang Ali drove her home to Amih. Last night he came home at half-time 12 pm, until he was given an ultimatum Candra who threatened him not to accommodate Asmi if the girl ran away again.

And this morning, the peaceful atmosphere of the morning following the cold of the city brought it again to drowsiness and calm. Though the sun was literate, and Amih had called him many times just for fear of Asmi being late to meet Agah family.

"Den Rara if you want to sleep again, sleep aja mumpung still on the road," said Ali so pity to see the pale face of Asmi who looks so tired.

"Yes mang, sorry, Asmi ngerepotin.." he replied grinningly, he then put a headset in his ear and closed his eyes in the back bench.

"Later if it's been deket house makeup Aja Asmi, yes mang?!" Asmi said then she leaned her head on the back of the bench. His body was not so tired, but his heart and mind were extremely weary.

Mang Ali chuckled small when he looked back, the intention of the heart wanted to wake his master but he said, the article Asmi was so delicious to fall asleep that his mouth opened slightly to give way for flies or mosquitoes to enter, the face that impressed baby face with cheeks blush who failed to fall in love, mang Ali as subordinates feel sorry for this good girl, the action last night is the form of rebellion Asmi on the rules of his family.

Mang Ali decided to continue the pace of the car until entering the parking lot of the house, when he entered he was immediately welcomed by several drivers in the house including security guard.

Mang Ali pulled the handbrake, then got out of the car, feeling presumptuous if he had to wake Asmi by poking her directly.

Moments later the rampage came, opening the car door and patting his daughter on the cheek, "neng! Wake up, you tea stay up what?! Not ashamed of the chicken, the chicken already on the bertelor?!" ask him to shoot. Asmi wriggled open her eyes, she was quite surprised to find that if the one who woke her turned out to be amih, Asmi then opened the headset that clogged her ears, hanging it just on the collar of the shirt, and then just hanging it on the collar of the shirt, let me enter touch dadha so that there is a tingling sensation of panjanya.

"Well, why did Ali become a beautiful gini, kebayaan?!" rayanya chuckles. Amih rolled her eyeballs, "down! Amih thought you had a bath in your house, but still trending gini?!" Raden nganten this one helped his daughter down.

"Gendong oruh mih, Asmi is still half conscious, because the same amih beauty is rich in sun, serab!" god again laughs, that is all Asmi can do if amih is nagging like this, for the sake of dampening his anger and anger amih, he is tired if he always have to argue and fight with amih. (dazzling)

"Ga and gombalin amih. Not self-conscious, what kind of body?!" answer amih ketus.

Apih came out dressed neatly, he smiled knot when the third daughter of his youngest taste was taken by his wife, has become a common sight here, it is, and strangely Asmi like not kapok-kapok scolded by his wife.

Asmi was herded inside by the amih sepaket with breakfast scolding this morning because she was not ready, so Asmi was full first when she had not eaten anything.

"Look around, Sasi! I'm ready from earlier, just wait for Asmi!" amih eyes are used to buying when talking to Asmi, fortunately not rolling.

Sasi laughed at the routine, just if he did not act out or did not make me angry, then it is questionable, will this day end?

"Yes, Asmi is living! Sincerely sincere," he replied still ngeyel.

"Nhd!" murmur amih.

Asmi exhaled heavily and tired, for a moment she dropped the burden of living with her body on the mattress before bathing, remembering the moment last night she so smiled to herself, the flat face of the Alva is O Allah! Ahaha! Rich egg whisk, stiff! But good! Asmi became anxious herself with the darkness man.

Then Asmi went to prepare clothes, maybe today she will wear a batik dress only purple, purple, even though he wanted to meet Agah using the shroud alone let on the ngibrit Raden Mas Harya Enjan family including Agah. Asmi shower event long enough because first stretching, he deliberately did let me sprain, even though he sat set in make up.

Until they waited 7 times for a whisk, the girl had just come out of her room and joined at the dinner table.

"Old!" dengus.

"Neng, kang mas Enjan and his family have walked from home to meet at the apih factory." said Apih spooning rice into his mouth. Asmi just shakes his shoulders indifferently while taking breakfast, "yes already relaxed, can coffee first, sleep first, shop first, can even play ludo first, we use the car!" he wears a slanted smile.

"It must go now or neng, when they are told to wait?!" sewot amih, Sasi just silently puffed his lips while enjoying breakfast seeing *war* between amih and teteh, surely soon there will be an explosion, Asmi indeed a hobby makes amih explode.

Sasi spouted her laughter along with what was a small laugh.

"That's funny, not funny!" midget amih.

Asmi gazed at the streets that moved backwards with a bright eye, today she returned to being a raden rara, not Asmi. Can you just like other people, or Sasi who is still pajik!

The closer to the location of the tea factory, the cooler and cooler the weather. The vast tea garden belongs to his family, side by side with people's tea gardens and government property, it is also not far from a hot spring in the Ciwidey area.

If Sasi directly walked with amih to the apih office, then what Asmi did was to pause in the factory yard which was immediately served by the tea leaf picking mothers, apih factory is an old factory that is hereditary, but its beauty can be maintained, and has regular customers who are not arbitrary.

While he was busy breathing the cool air between his chest and lungs that felt tight, what chatting with Mr. Riki, the production manager here.

"Raden, said Raden not want tea?" a factory employee greeted Asmi's free daydream.

"By mom, make it. But Asmi still wants to be here for a while," he replied to the employee.

Until he did not realize a black luxury car came, and in it several pairs of eyes saw Asmi.

"Ambu, Agah nyapa used to neng Asmi. Ambu the same What first met Raden Amar family," he said asking permission, of course both parents nodded in agreement, is not it for that purpose they are here?

Gotta smile behind the white shirt and navy suit that covered it.

"Ekhem, beautiful yes neng. Rich again mandangin," kekehnya surprised Asmi.

"Raden," nodded Asmi.

Gonna swallow a big salivary, "skirt Raden, akang neng, akang..."

Asmi bowed half unsettled.

"Camellia sinensis, grows in tropical and subtropical regions, especially in areas where rainfall is at least 50 inches a year. But high-quality tea is grown above 1500 meters, because at that height the plant will grow more slowly and become more palatable." Clearly this botanical faculty lecturer made Asmi look up.

"And the family-owned factory Raden Amar Kertawidjaja is one of the tea factories that maintain the quality of taste," he continued smiling knots to see beautiful girls among the beautiful nature.

Asmi instantly turned her gaze in another direction, "neng, how are you? I miss Asmi neng.." he added blatantly staring at Asmi sticking from the side, making Asmi not warting. His heart was not there, but with someone else. The romanticization of Agah was not even able to bring Asmi's soul back. Asmi stuck..really already stuck!

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