Bujang Hamlet
By

" Lunch ma'am commander..there's something I can help you with.." said Akbar kindly to disturb the focus of Candy was calculating the data of the goods.

" Akbar... woee when you're back...!!!" reply Candy girang

" This morning..."

" Renoughly you're new morning until now have just entered..."

" It's not that buk. I really want to cepet to go to work, over the holidays shame pule same boss sir.lum again gawean I must stack a lot..." obviously Akbar so as not to misunderstand, he is most uncomfortable if his good intentions are always considered plagiarism or seek praise

" Iye.. I know you gimane kok.. becanda just do not need to be taken seriously.." reply Candy while nyenges afraid Akbar misunderstand.

" Oh yes this buk ade by the fabric of Songket knitted umak..." Akbar offered the parcel he was carrying

" Widiiihhh baek really lu. inget I brought by by by. thanks yak... thanks also to your mak who has made..." Candy received with enthusiasm immediately opened

" Beautiful Bar... duhhh sae pisan euy.." praise Candy for using her Sundanese accent.

" I'm glad ame ma the commander likes..."

" Like it.. cool gini really...!!!"

" Mak must be seneng if many who like hand knitting umak.." said Akbar proudly.

" Mak you're a great bar. If I see you I want to learn deh.." praise Candy again.

" Hahahaaa. can be a commander..yaudah buk I want to go to the warehouse balek my duty dem piling a lot of waiting.." pamit Akbar.

" Okay.again, thank you..."

" Iyo same same..."

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" At last also run gale nye." said Akbar excited after seeing all his tasks are done, he said,

Arriving at the warehouse, he immediately struggled with all his work

Apparently, almost a week in the hamlet left a lot of tasks and work that made piling up

Fortunately Akbar was quick and quick to finish it.

Akbar walked to the chair for a short break, while sipping on the dried thirst-releasing mineral water

" Ahhh seger nian." said after spending half the water in the bottle.

When he wanted to sit his hand felt a crackle lying on the chair, quickly saw it

" Dol...!!! I forgot to give this to Grace's mom.." choked when she realized a parcel by the one she was carrying had not yet reached her destination.

" Duuuhhh dem balek has not yet ma'am Grace.I'm most busy I've forgotten.." grumbled as he rushed out of the warehouse to the secretary's room.

Grace's room was empty, her room lights were dead, a sign that there was no activity inside, Akbar immediately ran to the office corridor to the exit

Seen from a distance Miss Beautiful with 15 cm high shoes and a short skirt span attached to the body following the curves of her body, black blazer that covers her smooth arms adds a sense of prestige for her

Akbar further accelerated his pace, even he was running a little

Ms. Grace was waiting for an online taxi to drive her home

" Mrs Grace.....!!!!" call Akbar half-screaming, he won't until Grace takes her taxi step yet

The graceful woman turned her head, her round eyes looking at Akbar wide, she was a little shocked and stunned by the arrival of Akbar who ran up to him

" Loohh Akbar...!!! do you have an office...???" grace asked in surprise but her tone was quite gentle

" When did you come home...???" resumes again

" This morning, but I went straight to the office.ade work dem numpang.." said Akbar ngosan, he was setting his breath standing next to Grace who looked at him in wonder.

" Ohhhh what's the matter...???"

" Eeee..this.anu...." Akbar became nervous as Grace asked him what he was calling her

" This eeee I batak by the fabric of Songket knitted umak..." Akbar offered the parcel he was carrying, the last parcel that was specifically for Grace

Grace accepted it with pleasure, her smile floating wide and her cheeks blushing

" For me Bar...from your umak...???" ask her

" Yes. eee is not from umak anyway. but umak is deliberately for this songket knit made by by. and I order 3 for me to bring Jakarta balek.." explained Akbar.

He did not notice the disappointed face change from the smile that had been beautifully flashed

" Three...???" ask Grace

" Ao.. make ayuk Rere.. ma'am commander.. and this sutek is for ma'am Grace..."

" Oooooohhhh.." said Grace with only one vocal letter.

" Mum Grace likes deck...??? hehe sorry ugly is too simple, understand this is made by the hamlet umak..so the deck is also bought at the cloth store store.." said Akbar a little rowdy, afraid Grace did not like the gift.

" Good Akbar.. I like. umak you pinter for knitting gini well..who said this ugly good loohhh.." said Grace quickly, she did not want Akbar to misunderstand.

" It's the same rich hue got bu Rere and bu Candy...???" ask Grace to make sure

" Ao buk.. anye different colors nyo saje. because I deck mother's favorite color so I choose red color mixed yellow to emasan.." explained Akbar.

Grace returned to grimace

" Hmmmmm... really, so it's not just me who cares..."

" Dek ngape right buk...???"

" Aahh eee yes what do I like anyway I do not have a favorite color, neutral aja.." said Grace hid her disappointment, more precisely jealousy anyway..

" Thank God that Grace likes and accepts..." Akbar smiled with relief seeing that the gift had reached the intended person

" Thank you again..Send my thanks to your mother.I like to knit your mother's hand..."

" Samo samo ma'am I'm also grateful for my giving..."

" Eeemmm my online taxi has come first me..." Grace will be on leave soon

" Oohhh ao buk heart..." Akbar waved his hand to shake Grace off

" By dem well received in the hands of the intended jeme.gawean I also dem kelar... sleepy and lethargic of my body." murmured Akbar while returning to the warehouse, supplying his equipment and immediately rushed to go home.

The sky was getting reddish, a tinge of golden red light began to crackle in the western horizon, the afternoon mark was already stretched

Akbar immediately drove his bike back to his boarding house to rest

Kosan looked stuffy and dirty, his weekly abandonment apparently left no air changes and some dust that began to stick, forced Akbar to delay a little intention of rest, clean first his boarding room, and then clean the room, tidying up and making fragrant in it to feel at home and comfortable while resting.

" Hy Bar....have you been back...???" sapa Ais is Picil's former cosan friend

" Hy Ais.. again balek nih... was jung stopped by the office for a while.." said Akbar while sweeping the floor.

" How are you feeling...???" Aiz attention-getting

" Alhamdulillah dem healthy.just miss there his bachelor son is saje.." Akbar joked.

" Duuhhh I anye batak cloth Songket three saje deck tasty pule ame si Ais deck loved by by. die kan know I new balek hamlet.." murmured Akbar confused.

" Eee Ais... I have mpek empek.... kaba would..??" tanya Akbar offered

"The original empek made by the Palembang people...??? wahh wants to donk." replied Ais spirit seems he enthusiastically accepted Akbar's offer.

" Ao this is original made by umak me.." said Akbar while giving a packet of various empek mpek complete with original vinegar sauce made by umak anyway.

" Don't forget the heat first yo..."

" Waaahhh thank you nihhh Akbar.. ready abis this I directly panasi I directly eat deh..."

" Good enjoy.the original empek mpek made by wong kito gale..."

" Wong kito galo isn't it Bar...???"

" Ao samo bae.ame la Palembang Galo ame la in my place Gale..."

" Ooohhhh different o same e doank... but it means the same right...???"

" The same is the same as the area..."

" Yayaya I understand.. thank you yes.. can by also nih..."

" Yes samo samo may you like yo..."

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