Not the Image of Rashmi
CRF #56. FALL OVER

Occasionally Asmi is shaken because of the swaying of the car on the road that is not smooth. But it doesn't seem to bother him to daydream.

Back when Dedi was aware of it, it was certainly a problem not lost from his employer.

The car has turned to the Asmi housing block, the smile of Ajat did not even make Asmi want to open the car glass window as usual.

The event closed the towering fence back and ran to Asmi, "den, den rara!" he equated his steps.

"Why mang?" Asmi.

"So morning kang Alvaro picked her up here, but den rara had already left to leave" he reported. The eyebrows are already frowning because the glare is getting frowning, "pick up?"

"Keep, what did mamang say?"

"Den Rara has gone with Dedi, but raden nganten ngajak enter continue chatting du, den."

"Don't you?!" his eyes bought, embraced Ajat.

"Yes, thank you," Asmi replied inside, her mind guessing what she was talking about with Alvaro, it was definitely something bad.

Asmi immediately went into the room, and tried to contact Alvaro, Asmi again remembered the singing on campus earlier, suddenly her heart was worried.

"That's where people go to look!" dumbling. Belun Asmi changed clothes, nyai Wenti was already at his house.

"Den Rara, nyai Wenti has come, wait in the pendopo." Ambu Lilis knocked and passed away just like that after delivering her message.

Asmi was forced to put her phone just like that on the mattress considering that Wenti's life is a person who does not like to wait.

Asmi returned to training before the day after she performed at the Kujang Torch campus. Long enough to be interrupted by lunch as well.

"Wen! Lunch together!" take Amih while he is still watching Asmi.

Wenti reviews the smile between the skin that is in some parts wrinkled.

"We'll have lunch first, den rara."

Asmi nodded, maybe the trauma to the amih gradually faded due to positive affirmations following vitamins and drugs consumed Asmi, but now the annoyance that hangs on the dhada has almost fallen because it is so heavy.

Asmi was silent while sitting sweetly and eating between her talk Wenti and her amihnya, she was a little uncomfortable. Asmi is used to it.

Perfect upright sitting attitude is seen because among the 3 generations of jaipong dancers who sit at this dining table. Sasi until braked her step and set her intention for lunch at the dinner table.

It could be tomorrow he was sent to the sanggar if he came to bring up his nose in front of the amih, or nyai Wenti.

"Wire, the fire country attacked this house is mah!" Sasi immediately pulled all parts of his body from the turn of the living room into the dining room, better to hold hunger than to eat among the ronggengs, according to him, Asmi was less fortunate to be born from amih and was in his circle.

He and Asmi were quite compact as sisters, even aja lebaran clothes used to be together buy 1 free 1, but for this one business he was willing to be fired as a sister in order to save himself. It was fortunate that he was born after Asmi, because all the amih obsession fell with the birth of Asmi.

"Huuu, mendingan buy lilok first make a stomach odd!" he said go back inside to get the money.

The sky seems to have been too heavy to accommodate the cloud cloud cloud. The hot air raises the temperature and evaporates the water upwards, after the rumbling of the raindrops began to pour down all the thirst of the creatures of the earth.

Including emotional outbursts and heat.

"Well, it's raining!" Asmi can feel the cold touch the skin, he raised the palm of the hand to the outside of the pendopo in order to taste the rainwater along with all the haru taste today.

"Why are germs again?" he has not been able to contact Alvaro considering he is still in the pendopo with amih and nyai Wenti, accompanying the two ngeteh afternoon-afternoon. As a noble, beautiful ngeteh procedures already khatam Asmi pedomani.

"Neng, the tea is cold rush not good to mix!" he knew that it meant asking him to sit folding his legs until tingling while drinking tea to bloating.

"Yes." Yeah." Asmi sat folding both legs and knees like sitting in the palace. His hand took the ground tea and put it in a teapot with a filter, then cooked it on a small stove.

"Smi want to make a new one," he said, he poured it after boiling and put sugar cubes and stirred it small, he said, sometimes sugar cubes do not enter the tea only he bites the tip and then gulps it with hot tea.

Alvaro forgot not to equip himself with a raincoat, today he was so busy back and forth supplying t-shirts ranging from rayon, kw'an to good quality. He also went back and forth to meet with suppliers and distributors.

His head is quite throbbing. As great as man he will remain sick in time. Alva's clothes were wet until many times wet again. No pain no gain.

Alva lit a cigarette to get warmth, already at 5 pm he is still wandering, maybe after this he will get scorned.

The sound of the roar of the motorbike engine reached the yard, finally he could relax all the fatigue and enjoy the warm soup made by mother.

"Astagfireullah! This is a habit!" ibun came with his vegetable centong, hoping that he was not the generous lady who smashed it into Alvaro's head.

Alva chuckled, "stage bun, if you stop!"

Mother never miss with her ferocious face, "habit! If it hurts who else is trying to frown! Who's the hard one?!" Ganis hired his first son who really resembled Wira, a hard worker.

"From the money all the way to not want health, free money but the money is made for medicine!" namelnya went to get a towel and gave it to Alva who opened the jacket, shirt and jeans that had been soaked then put it just below.

Ganis picks it up and puts it in the washing machine, he also makes warm chocolate milk and prepares Alva meals by rewarming the soup.

Alvaro took out his cell phone and important books from the trunk of the motorbike so as not to be rained and then charge his phone in the room.

Hatchem!

Alvaro rubbed his nose and curled up on the bed, his head cuddled, his body feeling cold hot.

"Where's Alva? Tumben's not out?" tanya Bagas with a shirt stellan and her knee-length pants.

The hero agrees with Bagas, usually at this time his children will come out because Ganis always makes snacks.

"Alva is sick, bang Nat love job what the hell is the same child?! He went home blasphemous," said Ganis.

"What's? Rich usually replace me..."

"He came home soaked, his body was also not vit, so it fell down! Really rich Nat! Do not want to procrastinate work, at the minimum until the end of the kek reda that!" Ganis brought along medicine and warm water on a tray and brought it into Alvaro's room, not forgetting the mayo croquettes and smoke beef that Ganis made.

Chequelek

Even though the son was already big, but the feeling of a mother would always consider him her little son. Especially if you are sick like this.

"Abang Alva, ibun bring snacks the same medicine.drink first keep abis it keeps sleeping again, so tomorrow can be quiet."

"Later aja bun," he opened his eyes little for the sake of seeing the mother enter despite the faint look and dizziness. His head was too heavy to move.

"Mrnaw ah! Don't wait, she wants it now!"

Want to not even feel dizzy and nauseous, Alva according to him because his mother will be more spoiled than sick people if they want to.

Ganis sat down and helped Alva, "it's still hot" he held Alva's forehead and neck.

"Do you want ibun olesin to wear white?"

Suddenly Alva shook her head strongly, "don't do it." she chuckled, like a baby.

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