The Story of Love Of Machinist
Chapter 93's
" well, it's malem.. Want to go home jull " said Nasrul saw his watch.
" yes.. Deh "answer July
" yes, we go home first, sir.. My application problem has been discussed with my parents who are being held.. Being prepared.. Hope the show is good, ma'am.. Doain let it last until the guarantee" said Nasrul while getting up from his seat.
" Aamiin" replied his mother's daughter
" Aamiin's.. I believe in kam. Please take care of my son yes with all your heart" said his father daughter along to stand and pat Nasrul on the shoulder.
" yes sir. God willing, " replied Nasrul
" yes or. " said his father's daughter with a smile.
" there will be things I want to talk about here again" Nasrul said.
" yes " replied the father's daughter.
" yes, ma'am. Yep.. Sir. Thank you very much for your blessing, "said Nasrul kissed the hands of his parents daughter.
" it is the same" said his father's daughter
" yes, " answered her mother's daughter
" mass goes home first" Nasrul said with a smile.
" yes.. Mass "ansaid the princess blushed in embarrassment
" that's thanks brought martabak putri." said his mother's daughter.
" uh yes ma'am. Same as "answered Nasrul.
" mother doain deh may last until the future" said her mother daughter with a smile.
"Aamiin ma'am thanks for the blessing.. Father's mother .. I thank you very much "Nashrul said with a smile.
" it's the same" replied the two daughters' parents.
They both say goodbye home.. Nasrul's heart is happy.. On the way home, they talked like brothers..
" Thank God, bang" said July.
" yes. Hehehehehe " replied Nasrul
" i don't think I'm condoned" said July
" iyup." replied Nasrul.
" bang.. You don't know ?" ask July.
" what the hell ??" nashrul said curious .
" brother, I considered my own sodara" said July.
" time???" asked Nasrul in disbelief
" yes, " replied july
" yes. Hehehehe "july replied laughing.
" my brother is my own brother" said July
" yes.. Hahahaha " replied Nasrul while laughing
" uh jull kyanya laper my stomach nih nyari fried rice artisan yuk" said Nasrul holding his stomach that began to feel hungry.
" yuk dah's.. The brother who paid for it " replied July
" di hogah.. Hahaha "said Nasrul.
" ye kirain wants to be treated "said July cynically
" yes, " answered Nasrul.
" Thank you bang. Hahahaha "said July with a laugh.
" same as " replied Nasrul with a smile.
They both stopped at one of the fried rice merchants on the side of the road.. Nasrul did not expect him to meet with the assistant machinist.. His workmate who was always close to him.
" bang nasi goreng two yes" said Nasrul ordered food and pulled a chair to sit down
" ready kang" replied the fried rice merchant
" uh brother. "greet Bima.
" hmm" Nasrul said, looking back for the voice.
" hi brother. "greet me with a smile.
" hey.. Nonspicuous.. Haha. What else?? " ask Nasrul.
" uh eat again brother. I already know it " replied Bima rather cynical. He also feeds his rice.
" yes hahahaha" Nasrul replied with a laugh.
" hi sir "greet Bima to July kindly
" uh yes "reply July.
" have you finished your service? " ask Nasrul.
" my sister "answered, smiling.
" how's the family doing? " ask Nasrul asking about the news of the bima family.
" Alhamdulillah healthy brother " replied Bima
" gratitude" Nasrul said with a smile
" yes, " answered the smiling bima.