THE MYSTERY OF LOVE THE CARTWRIGHT’S
CHAPTER XXXIX

Tretes, the Dutch.

Jansen lost his wife and child.

Makes him crazy.

Only crying and laughing accompany the day. To eat

and taking a bath, he relied on Sukirno, the loyal servant who is currently still

cared for.

Jansen is an orphan even though he is successful as a

businesspeople. No one cared for him when he died.

Currently only Sukirno and mbok Ginah take care of all

the need. Although materially there is no shortage.

Well as a president director and shareholder

the two largest companies in the Netherlands and Indonesia. Flow

his finances never stuck, flowing into his personal coffers.

Now that's Jansen's lack. It's just insanity

his brain.

Seeing everything in that Lodge is no longer worth anything

for the employer. So Sukirno and mbok Ginah decided to bring the

the employer returned to his hometown in Lumajang.

Both parents are like having another big baby. As such

at present.

“Jansen..ayo bathe”.

“Ha..ha. Not want. I'm still busy”, he replied still with

chasing butterflies in the back of the house.

“Al afternoon. Aren't you afraid of an owl who will

come today?” lure back.

“Whiii..She will come again huh vader?”

“Of course. He'll bite you if you don't shower and get in

home”.

His activities stopped immediately. He just pecked for a minute

then look his head up at the trees around the yard.

“Ha..ha. The owl wants to bite me. I'm gonna bite him back.

Haem..haem” replied by moving both hands as if they were entering

food into the mouth.

“It's over the owl, son?”

“Already...sudah” answered back while jumping up and down in excitement.

“Smart child. Now to the symbok. Cleanse body. Then eat

malam”.

“Good. But after that I was told yes. Let's be quick

sleep like yesterday”.

“Of course. If Jansen becomes a submissive child, then father of love

fairy tale gifts that many”.

“Yang banyaaak ya” movement of the stairs form a very ball

large.

“Sure le...of course”.

Jansen followed Sukirno to the house

jump with excitement.

***

Five years later.

Three seven-year-old boys were playing in the area

the rice field that just harvested. They brought buckets and a bamboo seser.

Bandi is the most handsome boy, giving instructions to

his friends how to catch fish. The worm bait that was shown made them

I caught a lot of fish today.

“Krucuuuuk” the sound of one of the bellies of the three boys.

“You hungry, Joko?” ask Andi to his fattest friend.

“I-iya nih. I'm hungry once”.

“Bandi, how about we burn the fish here? Joko's hungry

tuh!” exclaim Andi to his friend who is currently busy sipping fish in the middle

paddies.

“OK”.

The sun began to rise west. The three friends finished

with his lunch was lying on the grass on the edge of the rice field.

Their comfort was piqued upon hearing the commotion of a group of children

men and adult men who are at the corner of the connecting road between the rice fields

and villages.

“Londo jerky. Londo gila”, they shouted in crowds.

pleasures.

“Jansen crazy...crazy..crazy,” said they were again unpretentious.

The children also walked towards the rice field with the man not

sane who always follows.

Suddenly, “Hus. Go there don't follow us!” one of the children

he said while shaking his hand. Drive off.

The expelled one just stuck out his tongue and then laughed back.

Unhappy for one of the boys taking mud from the

his feet. Then threw it in Jansen's face hard. And right about his forehead.

The man's pain sat crying roaring. Seeing that thing

Bandi ran over and rebuked the bad boys.

“Hey don't bother him. Not polite!”

“Who dare you disturb our pleasure?”

“It doesn't matter who I am. You obviously have to respect people

the older”.

“Cuih, he is old but behaves like a child. Always follow

we're everywhere. I just told him to go home”.

“But not by throwing it with mud. Do you guys have any

heart, huh!”

“What do you care about what we do. Dare to challenge

we!”

“Who is afraid,” replied Bandi while installing the horses.

“Weleh, nantangin her boss. Just laden!” yell at the other kid.

“Well who's afraid. Come follow me. We're dueling on the other side

there!” point the boy across the dry rice field.

“Hayok who is afraid” replied Bandi.

The groups of the two camps also walked along to the location. Whereas

Jansen who originally cried, shouted with excitement and jumped

following them.

Joko, Andi and Bandi prepare to fight seven wayward children

by putting up horses. They surrounded the three in the middle.

There was not the slightest expression of fear from his face.

When the boy called the boss raised his face,

Bandi fends off with his right hand and his legs hooked towards the opponent's knee. Sang

the boss also fell.

Joko also so he kelit to the side and his feet kicked

the stomach and chest of the two attackers. They also jump in distance

one meter back.

Although tambun, Joko is very agile in doing his movements.

Andi also does not want to lose. He floated his bogem and silat

to the rest of the children with a very loud ‘Plak’ sound. Their faces

also swollen and blue.

Feeling unable to face, the boss told his men

to retreat.

The group of wayward children were in a mess leaving the duel arena.

Leave Jansen who is clapping pleasures.

Bandi wiped the sweat off her face before approaching the crazy man

that's. Both of his friends followed.

When it was close he was a little surprised by the crazy man

in front of him.

“What's your name?” ask Bandi.

“Hore. Win...” answers ignore.

The three are confused.

“How is this?” ask Joko.

“Well how else.we have to deliver this crazy guy

go home. Soon night. I'm worried about his safety” explained Bandi

length width.

“Hem alright” both his friends approve.

“I think he comes from the village across the street it” Andi said.

“Let's try it. If you don't meet his family. I'm gonna

take him home to Simbok” mandi's determination.

“Ayok”.

The three children tidied up their luggage

in bucket. After that, he invited Jansen to follow.

The crazy man happily followed the three towards the village.