Gaje
The Part 16

I retreated alon-alon mergo aware I'm sopo

Mung rubbed pas atimu peri

I retreated alon-alon mergo aware I'm sopo

Mung dibutuhno pas atimu loro

A koplo song that feels very describing the situation and condition of Haris at this time. In his mabeul shop which is now quiet visitors, Haris plays a radio channel and happens to be the announcer get a request to play a song titled backwards alon-alon.

Oh yeah, a little info about Haris's job. Haris is a young businessman, his father who bequeathed him a mabeul shop since both of Haris' parents divorced on mutual agreement.

Haris mabeul store sells original Jepara wood carvings, not even rarely consumers come from abroad because the quality of chiliul in Haris store is very worthy of thumbs up. Perhaps because the descendants of the papa are very strong flowing in Haris, Haris also has the talent to make furniture with his hands. Yes, although not as beautiful as his papa, but if honed again Haris can be a great artist in the field of making wooden furniture.

Haris daydreaming, limp, tired, lethargic, maybe Haris anime, uh wrong, meaning anemia.

Since morning Haris does not lust do the work, but if you eat Alhamdulillah already twice. The man sat quietly in his room, waiting until the shop closed. Occasionally Haris also sang, almost his body jogged because his DNA follow amby because of koplo music.

Bayangin, Airin's pregnant son Surya. Remembering that makes Surya a broken heart for umpteenth time. Perhaps Haris's love is already at the level of Adidas, aka line three, already the most dangerous among other lines, can not be removed, bengkokin, diilangin or even softened. Love Haris to Airin already has its own trademark, exactly like Adidas.

"Welcome to Ris'n furniture, where the wood quality is as hard as the owner's good looks." The waiter of the Haris store welcomes visitors who come at the end of the afternoon.

It seems that the shopkeeper is husband and wife. Haris who heard the words of his employees immediately came out of the room to welcome customers. Thank God someone wants to buy.

Haris smiles to welcome his guests, but his smile fades when he finds out that the visitor is Airin. plus Surya, plus Jasmin who somehow can nyempil there.

"Why did you come here?" haris whispered.

Jasmin embraced Haris's arm and put on a strengthened look. "My guy, all the way here I hear Surya ngerayu kak Airin continues, continued, I want."

"Ck, this is Surya you're ajakin here?"

"Hehe .. yes, let me not suffer alone, we are husband and wife, must share when difficult or happy."

"Yee, you're even having a hard time mulu. When's fun?"

"Hehe .. sorry," said Jasmin, but not so good.

Haris was finally facing Airin and Surya, Jasmin followed behind a small child who did not want to miss important info.

"Wahh, the gallery's getting cool Ris, the last time I came here you just produced the same armoire, right? Now there's a bed, a fence, a dinner set." Airin seems amazed by Haris's mabeul shop now. Surya also did the same thing, the view of the husband and wife was seized on many artistic objects that were there.

"Heem, I think we should buy one of these things here."

"Must dong." Greet Airin in her husband's speech.

Haris just rolled his eyeballs lazy, but want how else anyway, want to jump Surya baku hitam because already pregnant Airin? Haris is just swallow sandals, no rights! Hence, Haris was alone from the morning.