My boyfriend's a Vampire
Episode 121: Gratitude
Mas Andi and Mr. Kardi looked flabbergasted when he saw it from a distance, Ryan had started to walk a bit far. The two looked at each other and laughed.
“Wah in a moment Mr. Kardi will be back in the village,”ledek Mas Andi while whirling.
“Mas Andi too right? Ryan does not need a nurse,” said Mr. Kardi did not want to lose.
The two pointed at each other and chuckled until his tears came out, between happy and sad because soon they were respectfully dismissed.
“Quiet aja. Papa must love you guys severance,” Ryan said as he patted them on the shoulder one by one.
“Iya,Mr. Make capital I want to open a food stall in the village,”sahut the driver with sparkling eyes.
“If Mas Andi?”ryan asked with an eyebrow.
The handsome often caught Mas Andi secretly chatting with a woman by expressing friendly words, must have come home a happy thing for the nurse.
“Anu. I want to get married,”sahut Mas Andi while scratching his hair that does not itch.
Suddenly everyone laughed out loud, Maya who was standing behind Ryan also laughed.
“Later weekend Mr. Kardi picked up Maya at kos. I want to give thanks by inviting neighbors and chairman rt /rw.”
“Who is real?”ask Mr. Kardi for joy.
The driver is a fan of eating heavyweight but even so his body is never fat, wasteful of energy like it.
“Task you guys meet rt and rw sir, ask for data on how many neighbors one rw approx. Call kiai and we save while eating.”
“That's looking for catering also us,Master?”
“Yes is. You guys are looking for the most delicious catering.”
“Sip-sip,”sahut both compact.
After delivering the lover back to the boarding house, Ryan continues his journey back to his transit house. The handsome looked very happy, as soon as he got home he ran straight inside.
“Aduh..”.
There was a loud scream of Ryan holding his knee in pain.
“Slows oruh Tuan,”message Mas Andi with his thick Sundanese accent.
So happy, Ryan can't wait to run and jump.
The nurse swiftly gave painkillers. Ryan rolled his trousers up to his knees and noticed the scars on his legs.
Mas Andi slightly bent his body, his eyes taking a serious look at every pore of his master's foot.
“The wound is drying. The scars are also starting to fade. Every night Ilesin used to ointment,Master.”
“It's ready to finish the ointment,Mas.”
“Tomorrow we buy again,”sahut Mas Andi while inserting the wrapping of used drugs into the waste plastic.
In the room kos…
Maya noticed the red milk in the packaging, noticed the composition part. Curious, the girl took a microscope located at the bottom of her study table. His fingers are flick surfing the internet to look for the type of blood type of animals that are similar to humans.
“The only one who has the exact blood type with a human is only a fellow of the Order of the Primates namely :monkeys, orangutans, gorillas.”
The girl then compared the results of her research with the type of human blood by pricking the tip of her index finger and examining it under a microscope.
“Mmh..This means that cow's blood can heal because it contains protein and other nutrients that are high,”batin Maya while concluding her findings.
“Jam six past thirty-six minutes.”
It is too early for humans to be active on Sundays.
“Kok drowning,Non?”ask Mr. Kardi with a smile.
“Ehm..Gak daydreaming kok,Pak.”
“Non is his future wife Ryan isn't it?”ask the driver again with his shirt.
“Iya,Russia. But we were married earlier siri.”
“Oh..But not one roof yet?”
“But,Pak. Because it is indeed a requirement from my side.”
“Good,Non. Now where's college?”
“Faculty of General Medicine,Pak.”
“Wah..Great yes, later if Mr. Kardu check it can be free yes,Non.”
Maya laughed without giving an answer.
Arriving at Ryan's house in Solo, a large white tent stands in a very large yard. Dozens or even a hundred red folding chairs lined up neatly under the tent, appearing three art people in light green uniforms standing at the very front as reception guests. They invited every guest present to sit down. Maya looks graceful with a cream colored canal dress with a golden necklace decoration, her legs are white and level wrapped in vantofel shoes golden color. In her white and slender hands was clutched a beige color bag with a golden shiny mute-mute decoration. Her beautiful face was polished thin and her shoulder-length hair was left without any decoration.
Ryan was standing at the door smiling, his face looking as handsome and as limp as after shaving. His tall athletic body was clad in a light brown short-sleeved shirt and black cloth trousers.
“Let's go that way,May. Accompany me to be the host to mamah,”ajak Ryan while holding the hand of the lover.
“Ayok...”sohut the girl while following Ryan's steps.
On the podium stood a host who gave a welcome word interspersed with jokes as a refreshing talk.
“This is the time to listen to the overview and message delivered by Kiai XYZ. To yth Kiai XYZ please progress to pulpit.”
A standing ovation welcomed the presence of kiai which is quite famous in the Central Java area.
At the end, the kiai tucked away a little talk so that man would always be close to God. The audience listened carefully to his lecture, all eyes looking attentively. Especially when he slipped the words of pearl that touched the succum, many attendees were moved.
When the most awaited arrived, the art assisted by Mr. Kardi took out all the food ordered from the most famous catering in the city. The three arts in the house only help make pudding, cut fruit and prepare drinks. Everyone in attendance seemed to enjoy the dishes. The melodious music is played from four loudspeakers in each corner of the room. The art and the driver went into the house to eat. Mas Andi and the host sat among the attendees to enjoy the buffet-served dishes. There are two three stalls or additional food huts, in the form of siomay, goat bolsters and ice cream to provide satisfactory service to all who visit the house.
Two hours passed, the guests went home. A skinny man wearing a white long-sleeved shirt and black, brownish-striped pants approached the host.
“Include..I Mr. Grace. RT 09 .”
Ryan welcomed rt sir's hand with a friendly smile.
“Pak rw is out of town. Can't attend. Later please submit a copy photo of KTP for data and invited in the group rt/rw.”
“Alright,Sir. Thank you,”sahut Ryan while letting go rt sir.
An eight-year-old boy peeked out from behind the pole where the tent was plugged, his clothes shabby and his face dusty.
“Ryan..Who are you trying to see? Isn't this housing quite elite?”
“Can only be a child of the back village,May.”
“Can I give you something to eat?”
Ryan nodded.