
The heart of the sky was pounding fast after running from the alley to his house.
"Momel ... Mama ...!" call Sky.
"What's up, Lang? You go home screaming at the dog, " Mamak said as he opened the door for Heaven.
"It's scarier than a dog, Mom. People are not our countrymen" replied the Sky with a stingy breath. Heart palpitations are equivalent to kissing her with Bening.
"How do you mean?" ask Mamak not understand.
The sky slammed in past Mamak who was standing by the side of the door. "The sky just met dedemit hanging out on a jengkol tree, Mak," Sky story stirring. The man sat on the sofa.
"Hus .. ngawur! Where there is such. Slither you!" Mamak's Response.
"Mamak can't believe it! The Sky man just spoke the same demit. He asked Heaven to help him, yes, Heaven will not. The sky just ran away. Fortunately the demitnya not chasing, if he followed and knew our house, would be strange story Mak. The first time our house was with a guest from another world," Sky story by taking off the suit worn.
"Nothing you are. Ngawur!" reply Mamak not so responding. Mamak's eyes paid attention to the appearance of the Sky. "You're so handsome if you pack neat clothes. You don't want pu ...."
"Mr ...!" The sky immediately cut off Mamak's speech. The man glared at Mamak's eyes with sadness.
Mama approached and sat beside the sky. But before Mamak spoke, the sky preceded. "Good night, Mama's sleeping again. The sky disturbed Mamak's sleep." he said. They don't extend the story of dedemit. Mamak and Sky are switching topics.
"You don't stay up late. All the merchandise is ready by Mamak." Mamak.
"The sky had already said, do not need to be ready, Mamak so bothered. The line's coming back?" The sky is worried.
"No. You're calm, Mamak's feet are fine."
"This brat goes straight to sleep, Lang!" second Mamak command.
"Yes, Mommy."
After Mamak left, Sky locked the door and rushed into his room. Not sleep, but open and turn on the laptop. Like every night activity.
•
Stroll straight to the room. He who was already asleep was forced to wake up when Mang Juri woke up.
"Hou ...." Clear evaporate wide. Go to the workshop and save all the equipment that was worn, then change with a nightgown to make it more relaxed and comfortable to rest.
He rushed to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth. While glazing, he focused on looking at his lips that still had the remaining foam from the toothpaste used. Again remembered with his kiss with the Rengit, aka Sky.
True what the man said, the first thing to do would be hard to forget. It was as if on his lips there were still traces of the kiss of the lips of Heaven.
"Aakh, I could have kissed Rengit first! So shy!" Bening shakes to the right and left. "This is how it feels to kiss?! Keinget. 'It's a shame not to say it!" Bening immediately gargled and washed his face again, hoping that the shadow of the kiss would soon disappear.
•
"Morning, Ma."
"Tumben went down under him, man?" ask Mama Has.
"Yes, last night came home at half-time, so Bening was sleep-deprived." Bening chew sandwiches and drink chocolate milk that was prepared by a household assistant.
"Ma, Bening's leaving right away, yeah."
"That's breakfast ain't gone yet."
"No hunt. Later Bening pesen in the office canteen."
"Really, yeah. Don't eat late breakfast. Fear of stomach disease." Mama Has reminded.
"Ready, Ma." Clear has passed leaving the dining table. Outside Mang Juri was ready beside the car door.
"Let up now, Non?"
"Later afternoon! Yes now, Mang!" answer the Ketus.
"Good, Non."
•
"August, Miss!"
"Morning."
When walking through the lobby, how many employees are welcoming in a friendly manner. A clear person who does not like stale bases only returns the potluck while passing into his room.
"Morning, Miss," said Sarah.
"Morning, Sar. What's the schedule today?"
"Today's schedule is a little loose, Non. There is only one meeting with PT Cahaya Nurani, after which Miss only needs to check the cooperation file" explained Sarah.
Bening mangosteen. "How is the company's finances?"
"Down 2% Miss. Investment in JK group suffered a considerable loss, so that our capital did not produce results."
He leaned against an ergonomic chair in his office. The next hand is used to massage the periphery of the temple. His spirit also declined to hear the company's money declined. This end was also very difficult to win the tender, losing out to the Galacy Group company that made a branch near its area.
"Okay Sar, thanks for your report. Now get Dodi here!" his orders.
"Good, Miss."
•
After Zuhur, Sky began to prepare his merchandise. Move it to a meatball cart that will be pushed to the base.
"Hopefully this day is a sweet sell-off yes, Mother," the prayer of Heaven.
"Aamiinu. Hope it's all over."
"Lang, where's your bike? The old man forgot to ask."
"Ohya, still left at Auntie's place yesterday, Mak. Later Maghrib abis aja Langit take. Now I want to go on sale."
Mamak. "It's okay."
The sky goes into taking the besek where it usually saves money from sales. Then came back and approached Mamak to kiss the back of his hand.
"The sky is leaving, yes, Mother. Watching my soap opera crying, don't work anything. No need to use grass. Ntar pleasure our neighbor."
"What's the connection?"
"Well, Mak's getting senile anyway. Yesterday nyabutin grass in the front yard even the neighboring grass was taken away, our neighbor's pleasure was Mak!" tukas Langit's.
"What yes? I don't know!"
"Don't know! That's because the mamak is getting senile, so it's easy to forget."
"Yes, later if Mamak bosen, Mak did not change his clothes. Not yet holy this morning."
"The alahdala! The sky washed all the dirty clothes in the bathroom. Whose clothes do you want to wash? Anyway, Mak was quiet. Enjoy Mak's favorite soap opera. Who always have a bad luck', a turn that women usually just mebek," as far as Heaven.
"Mak bosen if you only watch TV, Mak will want to wash clothes so that there are activities. There's a lot of dirty in your room, right?"
"Nothing is dirty, Mom! Mak wants clean clothes, clothes are neatly ironed even in washing again. One, nyampe-nyapein body. Second, wasteful soap, Mak. With my mother, the sky is already seneng, than Mamak busy but nothing is disinterested." The sky started to take over his wheelbarrow.
"Pokonya Mak don't say anything, yeah. Enough diem. Okay, Mak!"
"Okay, Lang. You be careful with the sale."
"Ready, Mom. Dah, the sky is leaving really," said the Sky.
"Yes." Yeah."
The sky began to push the meatball cart into the alley that was passed overnight in a mess. Not like last night, with a gripping atmosphere. Because during the day the alley was not at all scary. Precisely make cool with the presence of large trees. Up under the jengkol tree, the sky looked up, the dedemit who asked for help was no longer there. Leisurely the Sky continued its journey pushing the meatball cart towards its usual base.