Old Girl Looking for Love
Lovely Raccoon

That night, Maryam could not sleep. He can't wait for tomorrow, because Charlie Manfred says he will take her to a place that Maryam has always wanted to visit.

Sighing deeply, Maryam grabbed her phone. Suddenly he remembered Mak Odah. Maryam has always been accustomed to permission and please pray first blessing to mak Odah and pak aka every time will go with his friends who have not both parents know.

All that he did was just in case. If something bad happened to him, his parents knew who to answer to.

"Hallo ... mother! Damang?" Greet Mary while waving her hand. Mak Odah looks long evaporated. In Indonesia at that time it was only five o'clock at dawn.

(Hallo .. mak, healthy?)

"Naon atuh, neng? Fajr-body geus calls. Another mah assalamualaikum, lose say hallow!" Sahut mak Odah while fixing her hair.

(What dong, neng? Fajr-dawn has called. Not assalamualaikum, instead say hallow)

"Wios atuh, mom! Mother ge ti saprak ayeuna kedah taught english, bissi to neng cios nyandak bule ka overtime. To kumaha mamal tiasa chat with prospective minantu mother," said Maryam again with very polite language.

(That's nothing, mama. Mother also has to learn English from now on, because who knows later neng bring bule to the village. Later how can you not talk to his future daughter-in-law)

"Euleuh, neng nen real pisan. Sok oruh ajarkeun mamak saeutik-saeutik, meh to mak teu palahak polohok teuing jiga nu fluteun!"

(Oh, that's right, neng. Let's teach your mother a little, let her later not planga-plongo rich pox)

"Well .. mak. Upami to aa bule naros kieu, 'how are you?' miss walerna kumaha's mother?"

(Well ... mak, if later aa bule asked gini, 'how are you?' try to answer it how)

"Laaah, easy eta mah, neng," replied mak Odah confidently.

(Easy is neng)

"Sok!" Challenge Maryam.

(try)

"Hallo mister's. My body is ..." mak Odah was silent for a moment. He then immediately approached Asep, his eldest son who was shining his shoes because this morning he had to teach.

"Sep, is English coming to naon tea?" Whisper mak Odah.

(Sep, if the English language is good?)

"Delicious, Mak," Asep replied without turning his head. He was busy with his shoes.

Mak Odah returned to his conversation with Maryam. "Sir, please repeat the question!" Pinta mak Odah's.

(Neng tried to repeat the question)

"Hallo, how are you?" Mary repeated the question.

"Call, mister. My body is not delicious," replied mak Odah make Maryam immediately wide.

"You're my mom!" Maryam muttered while patting her eel.

"Yes already, mom! Mum cook rice first there! Later the father of the hunt went to the rice field, pity if not breakfast first."

"god, neng. Sok atuh, his healthy sing. Kakara mom ngajual bitter melon kamari. Aya babagean keur neng" said mak Odah.

(Yes, neng. The healthy yes. Mom just sold rice yesterday. There is a ration for neng)

"Muhun, mum. Noah. Neng wait for the delivery. One more, mak ...." Mary was silent for a moment. After that, he resumed his words, "tomorrow neng invited to go with a boy mak. Neng wanted to ask permission first with mom. If my mother permits, she will leave. If you do not ngizinin .. neng tetep will go hehehe ...." Maryam giggles herself.

"Basic fucked up, tea boy!" Murmured mak Odah while shaking his head.

"Pst .. psstt .. psst ...."

Maryam immediately turned off her phone when she heard a strange noise from outside her door. He immediately went out of the room. It turns out Rosmawati was the culprit.

"Well, what do you think, Jem? I just got home at this hour! Where the hell is it?" Maryam flocked Rosmawati with her question.

"Eat the same dinner Memet," said Rosmawati half whispered.

"Ciiee .. has he moved now? Not the same golden guy, Jem?" Maryam Ledek.

"Still stay good, Mun! This guy's just a regular dinner, really!" Rosmawati. He then realized that his voice was too loud, so he again whispered softly, "Don't make a fuss! Can you, Mun?"

"Yee, you're the one who's yelling, Arab potato! What the hell is going on, anyway? Kiki's doing it again, huh?" Mary whispered too.

"Who? Doesn't Memet want you to go home?" Ask Maryam.

"Dianterin rode a matic scooter he got to the front of the flat," Rosmawati still whispered.

"Well, continues?"

"Pas Backward Memet .. I'll open the lobby door, and I feel like there's a wind under my feet, Mun! Paste, there was no one. Though I feel there is a passing," said Rosmawati.

"Ih, my feathers stand up, Jem. So horrified! You sure? You don't have any more sex, do you?" Ringis Maryam's.

"About 47 percent, Mun!" Rosmawati.

"What's 53 percent?"

"That's 53 percent pepper oleng, ketabok hotdog seven seeds. My satiety, Mun! Hotdog Memet really good," said Rosmawati with round eyes. "You've cooked rice, haven't you, Mun?" Ask later.

"Well, he said he had dinner with Memet? How to get rice?" Maryam increasingly does not understand the way the antique girl's mind in front of her.

"Gue was scared, so my energy was drained. After all, it was just eating hotdogs, not eating rice," said Rosmawati.

Such is the typical stomach of Indonesia, will not be full before the rice crashing. In fact, generally Indonesians assume that eating activities when they have consumed rice. If you only eat other foods, such as curry porridge, chicken porridge, tofu peel .. as long as it does not take the form of rice grains, then it belongs to the category of snacks. Very very confusing.

BRACKET! PRAANGG!!

Suddenly the deafening loud voice of both. A voice coming from the kitchen. The two conjoined twin friends screamed and hugged each other. Even Rosmawati jumped and slipped on Maryam's body. With a swift, Maryam also caught the body of her best friend.

"No, Mun! Really ghost! The ghost followed me, Mun! Am I too pretty?" Pekik Rosmawati while hiding her face on Maryam's shoulder.

"Lu's so beautiful, Jem! To the extent that only astral beings can see your beauty!" Maryam who was also trembling in fear.

Rosmawati could not keep quiet. He has to do something. So he immediately jumped down from Maryam's sling. He then took an heirloom object that had been stored on a bookcase located in the corner of the living room. Nothing else is a baseball bat.

"Come, Mun! Let's hit him with his ghost!" Take Rosmawati with a tempestuous spirit.

"Would a ghost use a baseball bat?" Maryam is not sure.

"Important sure! The chunky!" Rosmawati was getting impatient.

"What weapon did I bring?"

"Now!" Rosmawati rushed to a drawer near the sofa and grabbed a plastic ruler and gave it to Maryam.

"Cock ruler?" Maryam grimaced.

"Lead, deh Mun. Come on!" Rosmawati drags Maryam's arm. With a tense and alert face, they slumped towards the kitchen. Their eyes focused forward, until they did not realize that the door of their flat was still open, revealing a head that poked and peeked into the flat.

"Hey!" The head greeted. Rosmawati and Maryam again screamed. Rosmawati was about to hit her baseball bat when she realized it was Kiki's.

"Monyoong! The Kikii!" Rosmawati, while Maryam, who was also anxious, swiped her plastic ruler on Kiki's arm.

"Aaw .. You guys are crazy, huh?" Hardik Kiki emotions.

"Si Kiki was made into a mash, Jem! Love to the ghost so as not to disturb us," said Maryam.

"By his idea, too" Rosmawati and Maryam looked at each other then nodded simultaneously. Without cueing, they flank Kiki's arms from the left and right sides so that Kiki could not move.

"Hey, what the fuck? Off!" Kiki thrashed with all her might, but of course still lost to the power of the girl who spent seven hotdogs in an instant. The strength of Maryam can not be underestimated, He was used to punch and hit the bread dough Mrs. Harlekin.

Eventually Kiki could only give up following their will. Half dragged, Kiki entered the kitchen narrow enough for the three of them. Kiki's large buttocks, had hit the back of the dining table chair.

Then the noise stopped. The three magical humans froze at the sight before them.

"That's a cat what a dog, huh?" Tanya Rosmawati hesitated.

"It seems ... rat," said Kiki slowly.

"What a big deal is that?" Timpal Maryam lirih's. Highlight his eyes can not be separated from a cute animal that is hanging on the kitchen table and engrossed in eating something from the plate.

A few minutes is the time it takes for Maryam's brain to think and now she has found the answer. "Girls, it's a raccoon!" point it at animals that are still busy chewing it.

"Imut, yeah! Similar to Memet," said Rosmawati, making Kiki and Maryam simultaneously turn in surprise towards him.