Not the Image of Rashmi
CRF #52. NOT AN ORDINARY DRIVER

"Puter---brokennya until mentok den rara.pasal forgot!" nyai Wenti tidied up the movement of faults and flexibility Asmi by pressing her waist to make it look more comfortable and slick.

Asmi just grinned, it has been almost a few months he did not practice jaipong anymore, maybe almost a year since entering college became a bit stiff.

Amih had just returned home when he saw his daughter was wading with a shawl cloth in a small pendopo belonging to the family near the park with his wife Wenti who incidentally was a classmate with him when he was a jaipong dancer first.

There was a smile etched on the tired face of seeing Asmi can continue her talent, never snatching some awards even though she initially had to be forced.

Then I entered the house again to let Asmi practice, before raden ajeng Kutamaya said if Agah asked Asmi to fill the anniversary of the Torch Kujang campus, where she taught.

Sasi walked closer to Asmi and nyai Wenti, "den rara Sasi.." said Nyai Wenti.

"Hey," Sasi regretted his reverence.

"You want to practice again?" bargain, "hayuk oruh, his amihnya period used to be a famous dancer, until he could gaet apih. Den rara Asmi also won continuously if there is a race, den Sasi time can not?"

Sasi can only grimace, "oh nyai, the age of Sasi has not been able to be allowed to contemplate for the fault later even rich robots!" his alibi berkilah, making nyai Wenti laugh neigh similar kuntilanak.

"It can still den rara, already SMA aja still can...."

"Hyai, Asmi went back for a while, yes" his permission was taken away by Nyai Wenti who turned his head.

Asmi gets down from there and looks for Eka, "E.to the Ka! Mang Eka yuhuu!" his yell.

"Ka, the sound of den rara nyariin is not it?" said Ambu Yuyun.

Eka is enjoying sipping coffee while actually straining the pool channel cover.

"Is that it?"

"Mang Eka,"

Asmi's voice was heard in the hearing, "oh yes."

Eka immediately went from there and looked for the source of the voice, "yes den rara!"

Asmi smiled to see the mamang who was one frequency with her, and had long been separated because of the order of charity when Eka's will followed Asmi's willingness to watch a rock band concert that was quite violent.

"Mang E, saturday.get ready to watch a slovenly concert! Tickets are in hand only kemon!" invite him, Eka scratched his head suddenly itchy, "oh den, if the ketauan den nganten how, do not dare mamang mah afraid of being fired!" the answer.

Asmi brushed off the air where there were no mosquitoes there, "it was easy! Escape through the back fortress! Later if successful, Asmi buy ten packs of cigarettes! If you want to, do not be afraid, let Asmi alone take responsibility!"

Eka seemed to be considering, if it was like this he could not refuse, "yes okay den, code it before so that mamang can be ready!"

Asmi smiled broadly, "get ready!"

2 Days without meeting Alvaro it feels like kok ya kesel himself. Only occasionally did he see Alva as well as Alva saw him at a glance but Asmi did not see Alvaro.

The news is only short because Alva is flat and also busy.

"Va, that's a big cable from the technical room!"

Alvaro nodded, for him not to work hard to get money. For those of him who do not have a large and magnificent company, it means that it can not only be a foot barge, brain and energy so must be willing to work extra, at least so taught mpap.

"Kang, drink first!" Niah offers a bottle of mineral water to Alvaro, he really likes Alva since the 21-year-old young man often joined the innate concert crew Wira, while he was invited by his neighbor Acuy.

Alva receives Niah's water, "thanks, Ni."

"Together,"

"Kang...the girl who was at the cafe, where?" ask her.

Alva who sipped her drink immediately looked towards Niah, "who? Asmi?"

"Why?" ask Alva. Niah shook her head while smiling, "engga. Just aja, kirain also ngintilin here!"

"Asmi is not a woman who lacks work, who usually wants me wherever I go." Alva gawked away into the technical room.

"Ck, why do I love Alvaro!" mumbling grumbling.

Asmi already wears a black knee-length pleated skirt, because riding in the car she chose to wear a skirt, although a black shirt with a picture of her skull is inserted in the waist fold of the skirt, not reducing the wild side of the girl.

The shadow of a girl running towards the dividing wall of the house is faintly drawn in the back fish pond.

Although not too late, but the residents of the house have entered the room at this hour. Occasionally Asmi ducked and settled down as the mamang paced to the bathroom, then afterwards gathered at the security post while playing the gapleh.

"Tikukurrrr!" it was Asmi's code for Eka waiting outside, not her usual car or people, but a rental car.

"To..kz!" Eka threw her cigarette butts down and stomped on it until it went out.

Asmi turned the pot of pot that had been damaged and stepped on it slowly to be used as a pedestal. The lowest side and escape from this cctv is the Asmi subscription place to escape and Eka is his true partner.

"Mang E!" misik Asmi equals aunty kun.

Eka looked up when Asmi had gone up, "oh den rara, why wear a skirt? Mamang can noong atuh!" kekehnya ready to accept his naughty master in case he slipped. (gintip)

Blugh!

Asmi landed safely with the help of Eka resting on some rocks and other used goods that Eka had stacked so that Asmi could land.

"What's up with Rara?" her question was worried, scuffed at her life stakes.

Asmi shook her head, "nothing mang, safe! Yuk ah!" bring him in immediately.

"Yeah!" Eka who is no less ready with black-black stellan like a black beetle into the driver's seat.

"What band is it?"

"Trok band!" asmi's laughter, "band jang!"

Eka also chuckled, "wrong costume or if you want to watch the same clash mah!"

"At cingised, mang E."

"Ready glide!"

"Gas!" exclaim Asmi, both of them went from where they are now, shot towards the venue where concerts of local rock bands in Bandung were held.

The euphoria of the concert permeates every inch of the skin, hearing and vision of every underground music connoisseur.

"Wohooo, on! Meni has long been pisan mamang do not see the concert!" excited.

"When is Mang last? Our time is juxtaposed weh mang!" answer Asmi also remembered their behavior when Eka was still driving Asmi before being replaced by Mang Dedi, a pair of employer drivers is indeed the same edgy, for Asmi, this Eka mang is not an ordinary driver.

"Later, Asmi asked the same for the nuker mang Dedi same mang E again!"

The sound of pauseg-jedug and bass grin also the melody sounded squealing, Eka took the parking a little far, more precisely leave the car near the store to be safer.

Asmi got out of the car gracefully, even though the outfit was completely underground.

He is not too focused on the monster-style audience group ghostbump book, he is more looking for figures named tag crew and looking for someone special.

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