SANTRIKU STREET
part 4 protective

Pov dalari

"That means you help?" Epul asked again with a slightly cornered question, which made my emotions slightly rise.

"Don't you carelessly talk, brother?" it was my answer that raised the intonation of my voice.

"Well if I'm afraid, the prison is full" Arfan who stood beside Epul added, so that I would be more provoked.

"O Allah, I must be patient with these two beings, so that I may not be provoked by emotion" I murmured in my heart.

"Please, I asked the seller if you don't believe me?" my answer that has slightly decreased the intonation of the voice, after mastering the situation.

"Well, that's all for us, if you're stingy to share?" pinta Epul with a palm.

"Sorry, brother, this is a safe. Later Brother will have problems" I said rejecting his request.

"Who dares to be with us?" Said Arfan while supporting his smile looks arrogance on his face.

"Dikasih no" snapped Epul who began to raise the voice.

"If you want, buy dong! don't ask, you beggar" I replied not strong enough to withstand the turmoil in the chest, so that the speech was thrown out just like that.

"Nonsense, keep your talk trash?" Epul said as he changed his originally nenadah hand now quickly snatched quickly towards my cheek.

PRAKKK

The sound of a pole being hit by an Epule slap, just before his hand reached my cheek, I had already stepped down, then raised my head back, to avoid the slap, I had already stepped back, until the slap passed only a few cm in front of my face, and hit the stall made of bamboo.

"Ngapain hit my stall pole" snapped the fry seller who felt annoyed, because his stall building made of bamboo pole was hit.

"It's okay sir, sorry!" replied Ipul nervously as he shook his hands which looked a bit swollen after hitting the stall pole.

"What does what how, if my shop is damaged you can change?" snuffed fried seller.

"You want to change how much, butut gini stalls cost the most" replied Arfan with a cynical smile staring at the direction of the seller.

"Astaghfirullahaladzim" the fried seller was silent for a moment listening to Arfan's remarks, maybe he did not think there was a Junior High School child who behaved like that.

"Yes Dal, you go inside don't laden in such a madman" said the fry salesman who told me to leave these two seniors.

"Thank you sir" I replied, bowing my body in his honor.

"Eh wait for the trash, our business is not finished" said Epul who would hold my hand.

"Emang is not ashamed to disturb people continue, mintain money continues, later if it is found out how the father?, can you run out" said fried sellers remind.

"If they dare to report to their parents, don't expect them to set foot again in this school" Arfan said, taking my hand to avoid leaving them.

"If you continue to disturb Dalari, I can report you to Mr. Chandra, I know what you have been doing all this time with him, fortunately his son does not like to complain, I know what you are doing, though he was very close to Mr. Chandra" after listening to the explanation of the fried seller, so that the hand grip began to sag so that I could release it.

"You remember her name was Fatimah, Rangga, Deri, it was all the people who were punished by Mr. Chandra, for interfering with the work of the dalari" the fry vendor added, leaving the two men silent at once.

"Thank you sir" I said for the second time to thank the fry seller, after saying thank you I went to leave those who were still standing.

Arriving in the third class my best friend is still waiting for my arrival, so when they see me coming they are very happy, like we are confined in the room, while outside many zombies are roaming ready to prey on, and they are very happy, but bravely I went out to look for food, after I managed to get food I came back home and was welcomed as their hero.

"You're okay" asked Heru.

"You're fine" Nasrul said.

"You are our hero" Nawir said, taking me to my seat.

"What the hell, it's not very clear, you are starving so that's the error" answered me who was still upset, because in the cafeteria was provoked by emotions, so when there is a flirt instead of happy but instead add to the situation.

"Can you open the fry?" pinta Heru while unbinding plastic, seen here several times swallow his saliva, imagine the fried food into his mouth, indeed if the food that has been coveted when facing it is like that.

Finally the four of us ate fried food, coupled with joking saltpeter, adding to the excitement in the classroom, even though we did not go to the cafeteria, but when we gathered in the room, it does not feel bored because there is always a discussion that makes us continue to laugh. After spending the snacks I opened the bag again, to see what was actually in the writing.

"You're bad, try if you tell me, who's the sender? maybe Fatimah just now, will not be angry like that" I regretted while opening our binders.

"Yes your own fault, why don't you just read the writing, even playing pokolin, rich afraid to be asked" ledek Nasrul who did not want to be blamed, so threw the question turned towards me.

"Yes that's not it, we were going to eat it at recess, but because I went to the cafeteria first, so had not been able to open it, eh Even met the person who gave it first, but, I couldn't answer the question" I explained while taking a deep breath, recalling the incident where Fatimah left me, annoyed I explained what really happened because Nasrul did not tell who the sender was.

"Yes already hunted take the writing, open the chocolate want to know the taste of chocolate like that, it tastes like what" said Heru as if not care about my problems, which in his mind only eat.

"Prophey what the hell, this will also be opened" I replied as I stared resentfully at him

"Hehehe sorry sorry just kidding" said Heru who caught a bad signal from the look on my face.

After the ribbon came off, I took a small note attached to the brown wrapper, after I took it and I read it.

(You're like chocolate, the most intense pleasure at the same time, maybe not the most intense, maybe not the most intense, but the most fixed and reliable ) message in that paper that made me scratch my head for not knowing what its purpose and purpose was.

"Why are you so confused?" ask Heru while tearing the brown wrapping plastuk.

"You play open it, it's brown" Nasrul reminded.

"Oh my God, I didn't realize, seriously all of a sudden my hand opened it" elak Heru felt bad

"No papa, let's eat together" I said while taking back the chocolate.

Finally the chocolate was divided into four with the same part, making our mod back press, it may be true as in the ads that chocolate can return the mod well.

******

After the Dhuhur prayer, I and my three friends separated back to their respective homes, I went down the small road to the cottage on the left right there is the house of the citizens, this is the closest road, and I will go, but that afternoon the weather felt very hot. So I decided to pass through the rat road, where the road was passing through the plantation of citizens, so that if through the road, not too stung by the heat of the sun, because the trees are lush.

After getting into the way of the rat, the hot feeling of the sun did not penetrate into it, so the gusts of wind made my body very fresh. But that comfort stopped when two people were waiting for me to pass.

"You want them to immediately prank a new child, it deserves new children to be afraid, if the terror is like this, to disturb outside the school" I murmured in my heart, when he noticed the two people who were still sitting while staring at me.

They waved my hands telling me to come closer, Initially wanting to come back, but feeling curious it made me keep walking closer to them, I looked around them, to make sure some people were there, to make sure some people were there, but there was no one else but the two of them.

"Why brother?" my question when I got in front of them, was wondering what they were doing actually to the point of having to intercept me like this.

"It's okay, we want to talk" Azis replied casually without any ill intentions.

"What are you talking about, brother?" manya curious.

"You're hard to remember, all right" said someone who came out of the bushes and approached us.

"Sorry brother, if something goes wrong, but if you may know what my mistake was until I was intercepted like this" I asked to get certainty from them.

"You must not pretend to forget, you have been reminded, you must not approach the name Fatimah, she is my future girlfriend and my future wife.You are still reckless to approach her, she said, in fact I heard you were given chocolate with him" explained Arfan as he clenched his hand.

"New candidate so protective he, it's bad you're a fan" murmured in my heart.