When I Meet You (Romantic Scandal)
Summur...

The cool air of the city of Malang greeted the raga Paijo and Kusumonegoro who were riding the most crazy dowry-carrying fuso truck that Kusumonegoro had ever witnessed.

20 Cows and certificates of rice fields he brought like a tribute to the king, full of caution, vigilance and sincerity even though his face was not spared from an irritated expression.

“Father can not be long in Malang, leave is only two days!”

Being a man who is in trouble looking for 20 cows until all cattle farmers and sellers in all districts in Yogyakarta he sambangi for two weeks in a row, Paijo nodded resignedly. His face looked tired and his skin was increasingly exotic. His body aches, every day he does after resigning from the village is just ngarit, looking for sluggish in the rice fields, taking care of the cows he keeps around the house until the neighbors ask what is, why, why, make what a cow that much and end with a calah-walah...

“Let's discuss the marriage date, sir. I've dizzy heroes of Jogja east Java!”

“By the way it's heavy on the fare!” sergeant Kusumonegoro stepped on his foot.

“Remember, Jon. Ngunduh mantu need money, do you have to credit non KPR?”

“Iya. The remaining money selling rice fields yesterday is still five million. Haven't bought a wedding ring yet... Rental bus... Rheem... Lah. lah..k added his show sir... Johs... Johs... Piye iki.”

“Sell your kidney, Jon.” says Kusumonegoro. “Stupid you height!”

The truck driver who heard it ruffled until his stomach felt stiff.

“Asuog, from Jogja to Malang joking continues the father of this one child. I laugh a lot, Mr.” said with a rough Javanese style truck driver in general.

“Which way again, Man. Marriages could be worth a billion. Man... Man... Bablas... Money what leaves it. Ra nguati tenan.” (Not very strong) complained Kusumonegoro while shaking his head.

Paijo put on a smile while embracing his father's shoulder.

“Let's be at the rebuk, Sir. They understanding kok.”

“If the sense of where might digelunjak ask cow 20 tails the same patch of rice fields wong kere like us. Ngawur is your in-laws!”

Paijo. The journey that took about five hours was tough and exciting. Especially when passing through the toll, Kusumonegoro cerocosan like the wind and then left behind with the speed of a fast truck.

“Galak like this is a courtier, I began to doubt the patience of the father of time serving in the palace.”

“Your, Jon. Mingkemo..” (Your lips, Jon. Be still. )

Paijo rested his head on the shoulder of his father who was wearing a motorcycle gift jacket and had a black sneeze. The joints were also sandal black slippers that every day in use to go to serve in the Keraton.

“Nyampe soon, Sir. Deg-degan yo.”

“Clearly, mosok ora.” (Time is not )

“That's patient yes, sir. Don't button later.”

“Father can't possibly psyche!”

“Yakin?” The grin on Paijo's lips made Kusumonegoro snort. His feeling said something was not right.

Stay sane, stay sane. I'll have a granddaughter. The grave's caretaker has not been in place. Repot if I join kenthir. inward Kusumonegoro along with the stop of the truck on the roadside.

In the back of the Fuso truck another Fuso truck tailed also stopped. The condition of the residential archway does not allow trucks into elite housing.

Paijo got down from the truck with a sigh. He walked towards the security guard post to ask permission to be allowed to take his cows to Prambudi's house.

One by one the cows are carefully lowered from the Fuso truck according to the number of handlers who handle the cows that start to get excited out of the crowded truck into the housing with Paijo and Kusumonegoro on foot towards besan's house.

“Open the gate, Sir. Her cow Bu Marisa has come.” said Paijo accompanied by a voice “emohhh” that surprised her Pak Tedy who had just swallowed coffee water into the throat.

“Here is Marisa's mom? Dowry cow?” Driven Mr. Tedy grabbed a lock on the table while opening the gate. His eyes widened as he saw one by one the simental cows and white cows that were brought two guards and four drivers+kernet brought into the courtyard of the magnificent house.

Paijo tied an adult simental cow on the tree trunk catapang kencana followed by his match cow which was brought by Kusumonegoro.

“Call people home, Mr.” pinta Paijo, while his men fiercely tied the cows to the available tree trunks, some were tied between the gate trellises before returning to the side of the road, taking the cows in Fuso's truck.

Mr. Tedy took a breath, though, his steps seemed hesitant about going into his employer's house or taking care of the four-legged guests who damaged the grass order and the beauty of the house and the nervousness that was clearly visible on his face made Paijo chuckle.

“Quick, Sir. Don't forget to have lunch for the cows.”

Kusumonegoro slapped his son's shoulder. “What banquet? Manila?”

Mr. Tedy tiptoed backwards as the simental cow was about to sniff it.

“The cow's cage hasn't been set up, Jon. Add my gauwean you.”

Hit-pogoh Pak Tedy into the house. He dyed looking for Marisa, Rastanty, or anyone who could be held accountable for the cows in front of his house in all corners of the mansion with quick and swift steps.

“Daddy... Nyonyah..” Mr. Tedy tapped on his master's room after not finding the woman anywhere with a breathless sigh.

Marisa put her face mask brush on the table. With an expressionless face she turned around.

Marisa cleared her throat while opening the door. Without asking what is wong if the mask is cracked before the completion of the business of beautifying himself kelar he must repeat again.

“It's Nyah under no guests.”

Marisa berdehem's.

“Boat... Dowry cow from Paijo.” said Mr. Tedy stammered while opening the curtains with his breath that is still whispering. His knees almost shifted from his position.

Marisa widened her eyes to see the cows walking on the residential street and began to fill her yard. His relaxed chest took a breath and took it out slowly hunting like a time chase.

“Paijo ndeso earnestly, Ted. Buset by dah.” Marisa stepped towards the stairs. Nimble he went down while saying. “Call Michelle and everyone to go home to Malang!”

Mr. Tedy held both knees, his legs reluctant to climb the stairs. Lemes she assented while Marisa pulled the handles of her two big doors together with the happy calf jostling there and heading towards her.

Marisa widens her eyes as she turns around, she runs to find a place to protect her from the lunge of the calf that she refuses to separate from her mother into the house.

“Mami... help me..” The calf chased him around the house, bumping into objects displayed beautiful in the house without hesitation.

In the room, Pasty Dwayne who heard the glassware falling to the floor and his daughter's screams chuckled in her wheelchair.

“Sukur... You got Marisa's stone! The son of a difficult person you make a toy. Shave...”

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