
“Where are you taking radishes?” a mother wearing a kethu hijab and a large apron in her negligee dress is angry at her handsome boy.
“Custom Ma'am, make Princess, yesterday Princess nanyain radish White!” adnan answered with a flat expression, taking the vegetables that came from the farmer.
“Bug... bug..just put it down!” namel Adnan's mother again hit Adnan with a wooden floor, he was arranging vegetables on his lap.
“Mother is very stingy, make prospective ghosts too!” adnan replied, joking.
Adnan's mother then ruffled her waist.
“You said she still has a husband, wake up you don't have to slap! Do not approach a woman who still has a husband. That radish has been caught by Bu Siti!” answer Adnan's mother again.
Adnan is close to his parents and if while watching tv likes to tell stories with his parents. Adnan was with his family, so Adnan gave up his career in the city and wanted to knit a career in a small town with his parents.
“For two more Bu! Princess, divorce ma'am.. Adnan wants to help with the process! Adnan can approach the Princess abis.” replied Adnan evasive.
“No! I don't like you the same widow, your boyfriend who used to be a scholar also on girls, right? Here is the turnip!”
“Bu... mending who is clearly the widow of Bu, more impressed, than the girl is not a virgin!” adnan replied again.
“Ck, you're not! Anyway look for a good virgin, may be the same princess, but mom does not agree you are the same her!” answer Adnan's mother again.
“Ah mother!” adnan answered.
But Adnan still brought half a kilo of radish ordered by the Princess and still went to the Princess contract.
"Heee, that kid is so hard to say!" yelled Adnan's mother saw her son whimpering and headed to his motorbike. Adnan is leaving soon.
“You are very good Put.., your age is young, you don't pantes dapet husband like you said. I'll help you divorce your husband!” inward Adnan flees the gas pedal of his satrian motor to the Princess contract.
Every day, afternoon or morning, depending on the stock of vegetables came, Adnan gladly became a personal vegetable for the Princess.
Sometimes do not want to be paid but often Isyana Putri forced to pay. Today Adnan brought the freshest radish and mustard for the Princess.
*****
In front of the Princess's greenhouse.
A little princess and her Dady cried after a phone call and were ended by a woman far away.
“You heard, honey. Aunt Isyana Princess is there need. Princess comes with Daddt home yes, right at home there is Embak!” daddy Aksa said to the Princess by stroking her soft long hair.
“But Putli wants to play with Aunt Icana Pelli, Daddy. Aunt Icana will be back here no?” ask the sad princess.
"We'll just wait. Tomorrow we call Aunt Isyana again!" answer Dady Aksa.
Daddy Putri then turned to his maid and to Tuti. Dady Aksa also does not know who Isyana where it went and for what.
“What does Miss Isyana Putri look like carrying clothes?” ask Daddy Aksa to Tuti.
“No Sir, but they're a troupe, one handsome man, meeting the Princess inside. It looks like they are rich people, their car is also big and shiny, I have a picture of it!” tuti said he told a story and gave a photo of Arbi and Lana's men's car.
Dady Aksa examined it carefully.
“I am no stranger to this man? Who exactly is Miss Isyana? Why did they pick up Miss Isyana?” muttered Mr. Aksa.
“Princess never tells, Sir!” reply Tuti.
“I am familiar with this sticker, please send this photo to me!” said Mr. Aksa asking.
“Ready Master!” reply Tuti.
Mr. Aksa gave Tuti a business card, then took his little daughter away because his wife had to undergo treatment immediately.
Even the little princess pouted her head down with her menski cry.
“Darling don't cry so dong, tomorrow we come here again, may your aunt daughter is back, now Daddy must accompany Mommy, you are the same Ma'am at home ya!” mr. Aksa said softly to his daughter.
“Puteli can not join Daddy and Mommy?” asked the Princess does not want to be lonely at home just the same Maidnya.
“No, Dear. I told you the same Mr Doctor at that time, small children should not come!” answer Mr. Aksa.
“Ya Dad!” the princess replied sadly.
Dady Putri immediately went home with her car.
“This is the SunTech logo, who is Missa Isyana really, why did the SunTech people pick her up?” mind Mr. Aksa thought.
****
Adnan also reached Isyana's contract after Mr. Aksa left.
“Princess does not exist.. there go home, a lot of who nyariin Princess today, not your customer!” gerutu Tuti immediately prevented Adnan from entering.
“Where to?” ask Adnan gusar.
“No idea, this morning there were two big cars equally male, tall-looking-looking, pick up Princess!” reply Tuti.
“Large car? Male?” ask Adnan to think.
“Iya!”
“Don't-don't Princess get kidnapped, why don't you help?”
“Kidikan how the Princess also wear nice clothes and again, her own way too!” reply Tuti.
“What are they debt collectors?”
“Hush nag you! You said, did you meet the Princess at the market, in your Bak mamang car from the village, the Princess ran away right? I think actually the daughter of a rich man, rich in sinteron-sinteron that!” tuti's reply brought out his pestilence and detective talent.
Adnan then kept quiet while thinking without saying goodbye Adnan immediately stepped on the pedal of his motorbike away.
"Woy.. original nyelonong aja!" tuti yelled annoyedly to Adnan.
Adnan returned to his mother's trading yard. Adnan tightened his jaw all the way and his face was moody.
“What Princess picked up her husband? Will the Princess be tortured again by her husband? No Put, you are too kind to be treated like that, I am here willing to love you for what Put is!” inner Adnan.
Adnan also intends to ask Mang Nanang where the Princess first rode her car.
Unfortunately Mang Nanang 2 today is not a deposit of vegetables because it can only windfall from Arbi and Mika.