Suddenly Chased by Satan
Potato Papeng
"You're prepping. We're going home now!" cousin's orders. Mona shifted to my side.
"Where's ridho?" I dyed nyari kangmas.
"He is still managing a rented house" replied Mr. Karan.
"Because?"
"Keep now you come in, change clothes and we go home right now." said Mr. Karan gemes.
"Emang Ridho told me to like that?"
"Yes, Revaaaaaaaaaa! get ready right now!" said mr. Karan.
"Yes, wait a minute!"
"Eh.." I'm back in the body and want one thing.
"What else is it? huufh," sir Karan hembusin his breath was upset.
"How will Ratmi ma'am go?"
"Bu Ratmi yes do not follow his house here, you stay parting!" said mr. Karan.
"Is it okay to stay here?" i doubt.
"This is his house, Reva. Then what are you worried about? unless you leave Miss Ratmi in a city of people!" mr. Karan has been very nervous, looking from his jaw that hardened rich angry.
"Yes, anyway! don't be angry either, my people are just nanya, kok!" I got into Dalem.
"Where, Ma'am?" ask Mona.
"Well, we'll finish the bags and go home!" my spoken.
Mona also according, she spout change clothes and finish the bag. After the taste, we both find Ratmi's mom in the kitchen who looks like she's cooking for dinner.
"Mom.." I called Ms. Ratmi who was on the stove.
"Eh, son Reva. Mother again cooked jengkol stew, yerus it also has an omelet equal to kale," said Ms Ratmi.
"We're saying goodbye, Mom..."
But Mona seems to drool really like that look at the jengkol stew that is in the pan.
"Loh, is Nak Ridho the same father has returned here?" ask Ratmi's mom.
"Ridho and Mr. Sarmin are still taking care of the rented house, ma'am. And now we've been picked up by Mr. Karan,"
"Then we have dinner first, before you go." Ratmi said.
I can't refuse if I'm told to eat Ratmi's cooking. Home-cooked food but it tastes really bad.
"Are you ready?" ask mr. Karan.
"Bu Ratmi has already cooked, we ate first just left." I said.
"Alright.." Karan resigned fashion.
Mona and I helped make dinner in the living room, still in lesehan mode. Mr. Karan also called his two bodyguards to eat, it was also because I told him to. Yes how, kasian also has been ggejogrog all day in front of the house already like a statue of welcome, uh not offered to eat as it should. But it looks like they are both depressed so eat with the boss.
"Tomorrow is eaten, son."bu Ratmi offered us all.
Mona directly aja nyamber side dish targetnya, jengkol stew. Imi anal really doyan eat, whatever he takes, especially if there is sambelnya, beuuuh he will add two plates guaranteed it.
I saw Mona take the jengki too, so follow me too.
"What did you take? round but flat," asked Mr. Karan.
"Oh, you don't know what this is?" I'm trying to find food that makes people stop eating.
"This is called a potato chip!" I'm speaking lirih.
"Or baby potattoes?" ask Mr. Karan.
He took one and looked at it carefully. I'm sure he never ate. In fact he is rich from orok, where know about delicious food that can make it soar up to the seventh sky .
"Ck! you think I don't know? this is not a potato! IT'S JENGKOOOOL!" said Mr. Karan who finished sniffing his food first.
Miss Ratmi who heard our commotion was just a head bobble. As for Mona, she was already flirting from earlier. No matter he's the same debate between me and Mr. Karan.
"Kirain rich people don't know jengkol.." I muttered.
Just want to take the jengkol from cousin's plate, my hand he's trembling.
"If you want, take it for yourself!" said mr. Karan.
"Cumbrush,"
Lah bijimane nih absurd people, want me to take tuh jengki can not.
Just said that, Mr. Karan started feeding food into his mouth. Including the flat potato that was our discussion earlier.
I could only gawk, squirming that he ate with his leisure.
"Let's a mosquito in!" said Mr. Karan who stretched my mouth open, he put one jengelin into my mouth.
I don't want to chew the food in my mouth.
After eating, we say goodbye to Ms. Ratmi. I really don't have the heart to leave him alone at home. But I'm also confused about being here all the time.
"Mom, I'm saying goodbye. Sorry we often bother.." I said.
"It's okay, son. Mother was happy, the house was not quiet." said Ms. Ratmi.
"Mom, I'm saying goodbye too!" said Mona.
"Be careful, Son Mona..."
If Mr. Karan was just a shaman, he might be irritating talking about the mouth now on the smell of the dragon all.
It turns out that Mr. Karan is Karan, he does not want to be helped for free. He gave some money to Ms. Ratmi, yes even though Ms. Ratmi has refused. But that one human remains pushy until Rai ma'am is willing to accept what he put in a brown envelope.
Definition of people do not want to be indebted like this. Everything he thought could be done with money.
In this car there were only three of us, I sat in front of my cousin and Mona was sitting in the back seat alone. While on the way, the escort car was in the back, following us.
"Mr? mas Ridho nanya, that's hapeau until when did he die?" ask Mona.
"Until I'm in the mood again! balesin is like that, Mon!" I said.
Mona diem, maybe she's again typing for her balesin chat kangmas.
"We're behind it krmana means?" I went to my cousin who was snacking on candy.
Maybe he does not care with the smell that will come out of the congor.
"To the house" replied the former boss.
"Yes, tauuu. But which house?" I'm really giddy.
"Yes home!" said Mr. Karan who did not want to tell.
Free if I ask again, he must be the answer. So I mumbled silently and brushed.
"Huh, don't sleep!" said Mr. Karan who stabbed my arm with his finger.
"Congratulations!"
Sabodo is very much the same cousin of aing, rather than quiet he set the music. Daritadi kek ya let not crick-crik. No wonder people like kayak stone he turned out to like melow music. Great music for the sleepwalker. I'm sure behind Mona is also a mess, because there is no movement from behind.
Breeeeess!!!
And it rained in the middle of a song that I enjoyed.
"Hopefully nothing strange happened" I said in my heart.