Old Well Dedemit Terror
Chapters 1. Make Cause

Sunday around 11pm clear weather. It seems that people in a village returned to exercise from the village field, especially young people. Their lifestyle is like that of a city.

Yes, in this day and age the lifestyle of the city and village people is not much different. The only difference is the facilities or infrastructure. In the city of kampung, in the village.

There were three young women walking side by side, all three coming home from a weekly exercise routine. 

When one of the three saw the meatball seller push, he tried to provoke two of his friends.

"Wi, Mas, let's get yuk!" take Yati to Wiwi and his best friend Imas.

"Way at this hour, it's not funny!" timbal Imas's.

"What time does it have to be?" sulk Yati 

"Yes.ntarlah twelve o'clock and above," reply Imas.

"Then? Why did the mang bakso come at this hour? Doesn't that mean he's been asked to buy?" yati said no less excuses.

"Yes, if you want to do ngebakso yes ngebakso, if not yes!" said Wiwi tried to mediate the dispute between his two friends.

Finally, the three approached the meatball seller.

"That makes meatballs!" yati said passion.

"One, two, or three, Neng?" ask the meatball seller, while his hands nimbly take a bowl and wipe a clean cloth.

"Two Mang!" said Yati, hurry.

"Three, Mang!" suhut Imas is no less fast.

"Says twelve o'clock and up?" Yati snorted cynically, her lips prying.

"Hunger knows!"

"Huhaha....." Yati and Wiwi laugh out loud, while the

he only laughed at manyun.

Finally, the meatballs prepared to serve the three women by taking three bowls. Finished diadahi then presented to the three young women who looked cheerful.

The three then store the baso bowl at a table provided by a meatball seller, and sit on a long wooden chair.

Their saliva suddenly flowed staring at the bowl filled with favorite meatballs. No more tasting events, to the point alone eaten while excitedly talking to and fro. 

The three of them were factory workers located not far from Mekarsari Village where they lived. Sunday they are off and often use that time to exercise like other residents in the village field.

When engrossed in eating meatballs, Yati's elbow suddenly hit Wiwi's arm.

"What the hell is it?" Wiwi looked at Yati's face with question marks.

"That Arjunamu!" whispered Yati while pointing with her head signal to a young man who was running around a little. It seems to have been exercising that Sunday, too. But I don't know where the cause on the field was not visible.

Wiwi also turned his head and sure enough there was Warya. Wiwi's heart suddenly dagdigdug. He tried to hide his face afraid to see Warya was snacking meatballs on the side of the road. But his efforts failed because the Arjuna was already near the meatballs seller's table.

"Wow, ngebakso no invite," said Warya as she glanced at Wiwi. All he saw was a small smile, without looking at him. I don't know why the eyes of the Arjuna make Wiwi's heart helpless.

"Let's go War if you want!" Yati.

"Ogah ah, it was buried there," refused Warya. But he also sat at the end of the bench.

"I'm sitting down!" said Warya.

"May anyone sit down but not get caught?" yati said making Warya blush.

"No way, except for our practice!" it was Imas' turn to speak.

"Can, can.....!" said emang bakso chuckling.

Warya wants to sit down in hopes of going home with Wiwi. The girl was indeed being approached by Warya and it seems that Wiwi did not reject her. The four of them are indeed one different village RT only.

The meatball meal is over. The three get ready to lift their legs.

"Twenty-two thousand five hundred all, let twenty thousand be Neng."

Yati immediately took the money from his wallet as well as Wiwi and Imas. But they lost quickly by Warya who nimbly offered money to the meatballs Rp 50,000.

"Udah, come on in your money!" said Warya.

"Whataa? Really?" Yati, Wiwi, and Imas, stupefied.

"Yes, it's the money" said Warya again.

"But, budar, Mang, is it okay to buy meatballs but he doesn't eat meatballs himself?" said Yati, again make his friends chuckle.

"Hahahaa.

"Then let's unplug it. Thank you ganteeeeng.." said Yati as she glanced at Warya and then at Wiwi.

"Yes, yes," said Warya, glancing at Wiwi who looked sullen as Yati praised him with a handsome title.

They then rise. However, suddenly a motorbike was speeding and when it saw them, it came close to almost hitting the table.

Their worries are shocked.

"He, what the fuck? How does the bike get hit by us? Don't see what?" said Yati while glaring at the motorbike rider.

"Sori, sori, intentional!" babble the young motorcycle rider as he cengengesan.

"If it's intentional don't have to say sori!" hardik Yati is getting bolder.

"Even a lot of flirtatious chick bacots! And you're a rancid young man, watch out ya bother my girlfriend!" said the young man named Darpin, he's the son of the village chief.

Said as Darpin stared intently at Warya then spread a smile to Wiwi. Yati and Imas realize that Darpin has a taste for Wiwi, while Wiwi does not serve because in addition to being tied to the romance of Warya, he has a relationship with her, also not happy with Darpin's arrogant behavior and likes to drink even though it is known he said he was a student.

"Yes, this time I'm sorry. Next time, I see you near my girl, I'll kick it!" hardik Darpin while clenching fists towards Warya.

"Not another time, now there may be time, after all it is clear I approached Wiwi because he really wants to be approached," said Warya no less gos, making Darpin's heart more burning.

Not only this time Darpin made because of him, but Warya was still patient. But this time, in the presence of three women, one of whom is the lover of his heart, Warya felt it was time to reveal who he really was.

"What did you say?" and Darpin got off his motorcycle and sent a fist into Warya's face. Lucky Warya nimbly dodged so that Darpin's fist only preyed on the wind.

"Suck!" Darpin rage.

Wiwi, Imas, and Yati move aside to approach the meatball seller as if asking for protection.

Darpin grabbed the collar of Warya's shirt, with his left hand, while his right hand was ready to slap. However, Warya swiftly sent an elbow to Darpin's chest which immediately screamed in pain.

"Law......!" jeremy Darpin.

His heart grew hotter when he saw the three girls near the meatballs giggling as if they were harassing him for not being able to fend off Warya's elbow.

Not thinking much more, Darpin retreated, approached the motorcycle and boarded.

"This time you can smile bastard! One day I will be sorry! Catch that!" darpin said while turning on his motorcycle engine and speeding like a pig chased by a hunting dog.   

"Be careful Wi, War," Yati warns her best friends Wiwi and Warya.

"Yes, the children of kades, the rich, behave impolitely," Imas spoke.

"Iiii.." said Wiwi, but his speech did not continue because suddenly the sound of a motor with a noisy exhaust.

It turned out that Darpin again approached those who were still gathered near the meatballs.

It seems Darpin wants to say something, exactly add a threat.

"And you Sarwi! You're a poor man's son, a man's son doesn't have. Good thing my father hired your parents to work the fields, otherwise you and your family are dead!" hardik Darpin with anger. Then he continued,

"You should have accepted my love so that my parents would love you and raise your family if you would marry me. But you accepted the love of that son of a bitch, even though he was the son of a rich man, but richer than my parents!" koar Darpin again while pointing at Warya.

(Connected)