Travel Love To Andromeda
JCTA #17'S. DEBTS

Andro's eyes sharply squinted, the direction of his gaze occasionally towards the sling bag that Naya was holding similar-like the gaze of a snatch, "try outin, you dapet saweran how much, I saw there was a blue sheet earlier?" actually for what is also Andro insistent want money Kanaya, after all the money in the wallet is clearly more, than the spare change Naya at this time.

Since then Naya pursed her lips like a confectionary named burayot, that is precisely what makes Andro increasingly aggressively menjahili Kanaya. As if, it was on Kanaya that he could spill all the obsolescence that is usually difficult for him to do to his nephew or brother.

Kanaya is beautiful, Andro admits it, and that beauty is relative to all women. But that is not what makes Andro interested in the 19-year-old girl, because in fact he never experienced falling in love at first sight when seeing the beauty of a woman.

Only, in the end Andro realized a reality, if a girl like Kanaya should be preserved, if possible...Andro will send Kanaya to the nature reserve.

Generally, the girls around Andro who some of them have been close, have a beautiful face, a fairly high education, come from a wealthy family, circle friends together, and have a job. Yet quite boring, spoiled, well ! For Andro it is very ordinary. Most are like that, making it difficult for Andro to select it because of one type! I don't know, knowing Kanaya lately seemed to open his eyes to different female characters, making him consider looking for a companion who can entertain and become a partner when he was tired of work.

Now both of them have sat a little away from the tent or event building, more jutting into the corner close to the jackfruit tree.

Kanaya squinted her short cynical eyes before finally having to be forced to turn over her sling bag and wiggle the entire stuffing bag, exactly the five junction buskers who again unboxing the bag of money. Not many things that fall from the inside, there is only liptin whose contents are almost dry, cheap perfume whose contents are durable, and there is a lot of, because you do not know when you can buy again and his tissue and small wallet that contains only the remnants of spider life. Though he wanted Naya anyway fit to bring a large item such as a father's cleaver or clu rit for the neck of Salman.

Andro saw quite a number of sheets gathered, there were some green, some blue, even ash present as well. His big hands began to pick up and tidy up one by one with the unwilling reaction of Naya, "yahhh don't dong sir! It's as if the plan is to buy that rice, thanks mom!" the statement escaped Naya's mouth, but unfortunately did not make the stiff man stop the action.

"Dare to promise, must dare to keep!" andro Nodding. Looking at Kanaya's face made Andro amused to want to laugh.

He began to count, "10--20-wah quite!" Andro took out a blue sheet and handed it to Kanaya, "let's buy some rice!" while the rest he took it and folded it then heartlessly put it in the pocket of his batik shirt.

Kanaya sneered, nothing! Fortunately, just entered a few sheets into his pocket.

"Yuk jajan cingcau!" bring Andro. It is not difficult to find street vendors when there is a celebration like this, even at least there are 10 traders lined up there peddling their merchandise, aji mumpung there is a celebration and dangdut event.

"Kang!" call Andro then show two fingers that are pokei by the cingcau merchant.

Eating cingcau under the jackfruit tree with Kanaya, not included in the agenda of his activities while in Cianjur, but in fact now Andro enjoys it.

Kanaya simply stirred the green cingcau pieces together with the pink sugar water in her glass, but her gaze was blank towards the front. Andro glanced at him, "why not sincere?"

Kanaya shook her head, "that's not what sir. Today I can still eat cingcau here, meet mom, upa, father of Arif. How will I go tomorrow?" he looked down at the cingcau he was messing around with.

Breeze in the middle of the hot weather this afternoon, bring coolness in the skin of Naya and Andro, children's hair sticking out of the loop gives the effect of sweeping the smooth skin of Naya.

"Father knows himself, just now Bu Lurah has been evicted me from here rich ngusir flies. Not to mention my father...."

Naya so think of a shortcut, whether he should accept the help of Mr. Agung who he knew in the end he would end up in the joint guarantee of the widower, he said, bury all his dreams for college and make the village of Giri Mekar an agro-tourism village, dispelling all his ideals and all his hopes that he had always hung as high as the sky?

"Why is your father?" Andro frowned curiously.

Kanaya immediately shook her head steadily, "ah! Reluctant! Couldn't I have said that my father was Rhoma Irama?" laughter jokes.

"Neither funny!" cebik Andro was deceived, then continued to drink ice.

"Hhhh!" Andro put the remaining glass a quarter of its contents beside the feet.

"I just inget, if you when yesterday nawarin what fruit? The impun fish?! How does it feel?!"

"Roated!" hardik Naya sneered at Andro.

Udah money, now also want impun fish as cool, really men, nehi!

Andro chuckled, "I give you half the money" he patted the shirt pocket on his chest.

"But on condition, I want the fruit of the same race as the impun fish!" bargain Andro, honestly he just wanted to know how survival Kanaya.

"Sure, do you want food for the poor? Won't make an allergy, right, city people eat that?!" tanya Naya sucks with her nyinyir face.

Andro replied, "it's easy, if I'm okay, you're the first person I'm looking for!"

That's a fucking al! Naya thaws then in a quick motion she spends all the ice cingcau in her glass.

"Yes! The bullet! There is still time!" He got up from his seat and took Andro.

"But I am looking upa, my nephew, let there be friends who can help. I'm not sure if you can help! Even the father is a burden!" kanaya said, just agree Kanaya made a smile on Andro's face. The second revenge, before tomorrow I really go home!

"Yuk! Where are you looking?" ask Andro.

Kanaya swerved and pointed at her nostrils, "here!" he laughed.

"Work!" Kanaya clapped her hands to call the nephew who was playing with another child.

"Circe!" his reply shouted and ran towards Naya and Andro, this little girl frowned and looked at the stranger at Andro who was smiling faintly at him.

"Who is Ceceu?" whispered the Upa squeaked like a mouse, hiding beside the other from Naya.

"It's gentlemen!" naya's reply suddenly made Andro gasp, "i'm not a father yet."

Naya sighed tiredly, *the name again-the names again, just give the doll barbie cheap and martabak once her name is always remembered upa*, Naya rotates her eyeballs.

"Upa dengerin ceceu," he cupped his nephew's shoulders crouched, likening his height to the Upa.

"Don't ever mention the name om Salman, later ceceu berated abah sama enin, scolded pak lurah too." Upa nodded, maybe for Upa, the moment with Salman was beautiful enough for him to remember apart from the brother who sometimes scolded him. He never had any memories with an adult man, especially an *father*.

"So, om Salman will never meet upa continue to bring upa martabak same doll barbie again?" ask the little girl who now has a clear face.

Naya felt her oxygen supply run out at that time until she had to sigh roughly in the other direction, "Upa, dengerin ceceu...if upa want a doll, want martabak, later ceceu buyin! As many as you want! But don't you ever want to see Salman again, then his Desi mother is angry, okay? Ceceu's promise?!" Naya thrust her pinky into the front of the innocent face of Upa.

"Promise."

And all those moments did not escape Andromeda's sight, at least he could pull the red thread of Kanaya's life problems, and increasingly curious about this girl's life.

"Well, your name is upa?" asked Andro crouched, Puspa is not as big as the twins nor as small as Arion, but he had experienced being the babysitter of his twin nieces at the age of Puspa.

Upa nodded.

"The name is Puspa, sir!" answer Kanaya.

"Worknaps. I'm Andromeda, want to call om be--"

"Why do you want a Barbie doll? Want martabak?" andro asked, of course, this little girl nodded steadily although at first she was afraid to look at the foreign figure of Andro and look into Naya's face, as if asking for permission. Do not want to carelessly accept the invitation of strangers.

Andro looked at the watch in his hand, "if the clock is this, the rich martabak has not been - usually late afternoon, right?" Andro glanced at Naya, who was taken by Naya.

"If now help his ceceu first would not? Later om Andro buyin doll same martabak?" tawar Andro's.

"You want, help me what?" ask Upa.

At first Kanaya smiled widely, but a second later her face began to feel salty and wry, then she whispered to Andro, "awhile! This will be charged no?!" Kanaya looked over with a worried face.

Andro pulled his nosy smile.

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