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ACTUS #11. THE OY POTO!

Sometimes the sound is low boisterous, but sometimes it is also so loud because it is carried away by the wind.

Initially the typical music degung, then tarling, then later single organs.

Tap-tap-tap.

Although the weather was already hot, but did not dampen Kanaya's intention to be present in a happy day 'the former'. He steadied his stride wrapped in pink banded flatshoes that last year bought Marni tea, really sweet sticking to the feet of this beautiful teenager.

There is nothing better in his closet than a purple-cloaked mega batik dress knee-length babydoll style former presidential election committee last year.

The parasites are not suitable with the make up of mother-emak, upa is indeed true! Naya removes thick makeup and leaves a really beautiful face and sweet teen. He also curled his hair like an airplane flight attendant until he saw a smooth neckline. Mom has been there with upa since this morning helping the kitchen after she returned her makeup.

3 Hansip people are deployed in the parking area to arrange the order of the parking space. Kanaya's heart melos, look at the twists and turns that adorn the multipurpose building that is already like the palace of Aladdin and Jasmine.

"Strong, Nay!" he murmured inwardly, repeatedly he passed a rough breath, as difficult as this to try hard, but she was not a weak girl with a princess life, for her a hard life and pain was common. He remembered Marni's tea speech when she last returned to Indonesia, "tetek tipped same house person ceceu, teteh tau and sure this brother was the most powerful girl of anyone!" his nod in giving strength, as well as his trust in him after Naya complained of the father's attitude while crying, the attitude of the father who always wanted to match him with the men who wanted Kanaya, he said, as if marrying her is the right solution to unravel economic problems.

Undeniably, Kanaya is a village flower that is in the middle of its ranes. Maybe Naya is not as beautiful as Lisa Blackpink but her name is one of the lists of Giri Mekar village flowers whose level can be praised, so many beetles who want to bully. Where there is a celebration party, there are young village thugs gathered in the outer corner of the building.

"Neng Naya, witwiww!"

Naya ignored the rants and whistles that were fixed for her. The young men were mixed, there was a neat with batik clothes as well as faded jeans, some who came did not wear a bath first, woke up straight away, went, so the clothes are rich in vagabonds, just wear a tangled jacket with knee-length pants, even the rich know it's already noon!

"Day!"

Naya rotated her eyeballs as she looked at this young man again, "why?! I haven't bathed enough in the rich mud to bo?!" sengak Naya to Agus.

This cungkring youth looked like a lidi with his tight black jeans, a short-sleeved batik top that he reduced more pantes so his clothes Arif.

"Ohhhhh, I've taken a bath euy! Brush Gus! Lamar!" otoy's laughter makes Naya galfok with the other tooth on the top of the front, because of the frequent drinking, maybe more precisely a share of the water accu make his teeth a little black.

"A Agus temenin oruh ya Nay," he threw out a cigarette and stepped on it, his hand asking for Naya's hand, but the girl shuddered and refused.

"Just make a deal with people!" he lied and made up.

Agus stared intently at the sewot, "Who?!!"

"Step first the corpse of Agus if you want to be with Naya!" he added patting dadha, making Naya grimace worried, worried if she turned out to be serving people less than an ounce at the moment. But fortunately it did not last long, when someone called him from a group of young men and village backwoods.

"Neng Naya?!" cheap delta-shoeed footsteps with a characteristic green uniform and a vest approached Naya.

"Sir Yayat!" he nodded politely at one of the hansip he knew.

"Let's meet Mr. Yayat first!" the answer to Agus.

"Miss! Kanaya!"

"Ah, basic aki-aki, can't see the young leaves of seger!" dumel Agus grumbled to see Mr. Yayat carrying Naya.

"Have a stop on Gus' road!" atep's misleading advice.

"Who's the same guy here?" ask Mr. Yayat.

"Self sir, why do you want to nemenin?!" his cheekiness was joking with laughter from Mr. Yayat.

"Well, my wife hasn't come yet?!" he drowned and laughed, Naya laughed.

"Eh, who is Mr Yayat?!" the younger Hansip looked at Naya flickering over the charm powder, it seemed like he was new from a different rw.

"Now, young wife!" replied Mr. Yayat scribbled patting his junior's shoulder while his hand held a tonfa.

Naya laughed, "prideful sir! I'm going to go in first!"

"Neng Naya is sure?" ask Mr. Yayat who knows his relationship with Salman, he used to see Kanaya with Salman in the joint district office, Salman is driving Naya who wants to take his first e-ktp.

"That's nothing sir. There are many men!" his reply steadily stepped in towards the guest list table.

"But not Agus either, yes neng!" he chuckles.

"Naya," said Mey in disbelief, he is a cousin and a girl in the village of Giri Mekar as well, not so close to Naya because sometimes the nature of the winds such as kites carried by the wind, sometimes good but sometimes full of spite on Naya, especially after knowing if Naya is a smart girl who is beautiful but unable, the more she harbors envy.

The girl who had gone to college was quite surprised by Naya's arrival here, "who's Mey?" ask the other girl at the guest book table.

"Kanaya, her ex is a Salman." Mey whispered to Farisa with her mouth closed next to her, although still her words sounded Naya, this girl turned the eyes puffed.

"Oh," Farisa's mouth forms the letter O.

"You dare to come here, Nay? Don't be reckless!" threatening not to want Naya to destroy her sister's party, maybe Mey's fear is the same as the fear of the readers😂😂 deg-degan from yesterday.

"Don't embarrass yourself, Nay,"

Naya's eyebrows furrowed, he issued a letter to Salman on behalf of the father, "i'm just a representative of the father who can not attend because he had to go to bo pak Salim. Relax, I'm not a bo girl anymore! I was once be go Mey, but every human being no one immediately pinter, must bo do first can just learn to be a pinter!" answer Kanaya.

As Kanaya marched with the other guests, she spread her gaze across the room, just like her dream wedding reception. So steadfastly Salman gave what became his dream for Desi. Naya smiles obliquely staring at the wedding souvenir of the fan wrapped in her favorite color tile fabric, which is,

...Salman ❤ Desi...

...Thanks for your presence...

From the corner of the throne of the queen and the king a day, Naya's heart was further crushed to see the two brides who are now wrapped in happiness while shaking hands with guests. Like there was no burden on his face, Salman could laugh happily around Desi's arm which was always on his arm.

Naya is not a weak girl! You have decided then you know the risks.

He advanced as the queue began to decrease. The closer, Kanaya's heartbeat quickens, he just hopes his knee doesn't tremor and his bones don't soften when dealing with Salman and Desi.

The deg!

The deg!

The deg!

Salman looked handsome, as did the beautiful Desi, a matching couple.

Naya drew a smile on the podium, but not a reply to the smile that she got precisely Pak Lurah and his wife had frowned to see Kanaya, but a second later both smiled bitterly.

"Congratulations sir, ma'am.eventually ngunduh montu!" naya said sincerely.

"Yes, thank you." Replied Bu Lurah half stiff.

Then Salman, he froze in his place to see the beauty of Kanaya today.

"Congratulations A, teteh!" said Naya clenched her hands at the dadha when faced with the ex, looked at him briefly and then moved on to Desi.

"On behalf of RW 9 cadets, Naya said congratulations on tea! May samawah!" naya said, greeted by a warm smile Desi, he did not know if Salman had a lover before marrying her.

"Thank you, Naya-ya her name?!" he and Naya even had time to shake hands and chips without resentment or heartache.

"Giri Mekar girl is beautiful! Aren't you, A?!" the lyrics to the side, "pantes a Salman if again connected always again busy with children Taruna," replied Desi, Naya laughed stiffly, it means this man has been in contact with Desi before, it means, fucking liar!

"Oh, huh?! If so the children of Taruna can take photos of the same bride and groom without tea?! Make a memento, afraid of teteh or a Salman to get changed, long ago." asked Naya exclaim enthusiastically.

"By oruh!" answer Desi. Just as Naya smiled with satisfaction, Desi nodded at the photographer in front of the podium, making the snaking queue have to pause because of their action.

"Heyy! Son of Taruna Giri Mekar, rosekk oyyyy!" call Naya whistling and clap her hands, waving towards the guest chair, where some of the village youth came with relatives.

"Nay, not all Nay.later podium-" had not yet had time for Salman to finish his speech, the children of Taruna who were present and felt called had run up to the podium, he said, photo sessions are always the most exciting moment for anyone.

"This is just a sir," Andro took the purple long-sleeved batik and immediately released it from the hanger, making Pak Akbar jerked to flick it, but he said when Andro actually had used it, "good sir, comfortable!"

He just hopes, batik former committee last year no longer wear, indeed who thinks want to make the former election committee uniform to the event of the wedding of Salman, right?

"O--okay mas, fits!" mr. Akbar nodded, "that's why I'm ready too."

Andro seemed to button the rest of his buttons in front of the mirror, his body turned out to be the same as Pak Akbar but Andro was higher making a slightly extended batik in the body of Pak Akbar seemed to stick right on the body Andro.

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Andro and Pak Akbar with Rezki have arrived at the venue using a motorbike stamp-patch, which is important not to walk.

"Uh, full sir?!" Andro furrowed his brows to see the entrance that was already filled with guests, as well as the dense parking lot.

Mr. Akbar smiled as he put his helmet on and tidied Rezki's hair.

"Cumbers the mas, the party's number 1 person in the family, yes definitely rame! Let's mas!"

Accustomed to leading the twins, Andro so reflex grabbed the shoulder Rezki, "ayo Ki, same way Andro way!"

The boy said, who knows with gini, the handsome nular! The three walked together, not a few village girls who immediately bought the wrong behavior, justifying his clothes to see the man who was with Mr. Akbar.

"Eh who is it!"

Not only the girls, but also the gang of Agus also narrowed his eyes, "Gus-Gus, saha eta?! The same is Akbar!" point Otoy.

Agus shook off the air, "ah! Most of the sodaranya from the city!" he answered, but soon after Agus' eyes squinted and more researching, "feeling familiar with his clothes!" show Agus.

"Neng Kanaya!"

"Si alan! Is he the one who made the deal with Naya?!"

"Brush Lur! The brush!" Ujang. But just as he advanced along with the others, from the direction within Kanaya ran out...

"A Agus! Hayuk went into the same other room! We used to take pictures of the same bride, sneak! The others are in Dalem! There's Cici Siti, Eka, Wildan, Fitri and the others! Make a youth representative of RW 9!" he said frenziedly bend his head from the gate of flowers.

Agus looked over with the others, "woy! Buru, oy poto same photo bride!!!" they entered together because of the call of Kanaya.

Kanaya laughed with satisfaction, if usually the photo session will be done at most only 10, Kanaya called the young man of one RW who was present to rise to the top of the podium of rich menters to invite brawlers.

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