Village Girl Journey
The Part 16
6 Hours passed Inara had arrived in his hometown, he stood on the side of the road looking at the clock on his wrist.
It's early afternoon, and the night will crawl into the dark Inara's still outside and heading home needs a few more kilos.
He stared at his dead car, the quiet streets and the cold rain drops touching his head even though only a drop of two drops.
He saw the ojeg base in front of the market alley, he hurriedly walked quickly afraid others got it first, and it was true that the mother of the hijab mother who got it first.
Inara sat in the place of the mang ojek again. 'God help me to go home to Mamah, I fear' Inara's mind is grievous and asks for help to the almighty.
Inara sees an open pickup passing by and past where Inara is sitting, then Inara realizes the car is headed to the road where Inara came home.
Inara ran after the car and shouted as fast as she could.
"Beheni, stop hey please help me stopiiii" Inara screamed as if her throat wanted to break.
Instantly the car stopped by the side of the road near a large and deserted tree, slowly Inara walked with a breathless gasp.
"What's the matter?!" ask the man from the car.
Inara had not answered the driver's question because he was normalizing his heartbeat because he ran after this car.
"I-this mang want to come along, later I pay really" explained Inara with breath that is still not normal.
"May be nice, but in full front there are children who are also asleep, how about behind the back is not papa right?!" obviously the mother.
"Yes, thank you very much Mang. Gapapa behind is also important until home" said Inara while thanking.
"Where to go" he asked again.
"Ke kampung dukuh under the foot of the mang mountain" Inara replied in detail.
"Oh he please go up, we're in the same direction just not get inside neng, don't papa right?!"
"No, no papa mang"
He went up and sat leaning against the open shoulder with a drizzle that often touched his black hair.
Inara was closed did not feel she fell asleep with her arms clutching her mini suitcase.
***
Elsewhere an 18-year-old boy was leaning his body on a bed, he shifted his advanced screen upward with giggling laughter.
Yes he Fahmi Friandika is in the world of entertainment App blue with logo F, the sturdy hand immediately stopped when he saw the name of the account is striking, which makes him always jealous of him.
'Alvin BK's'
Welcome to the beautiful destination, see you in the next 2 weeks.
6 Hours ago, Alvin was presented with a mini ash-grey suitcase hand-held by a woman's hand, which made Fahmi cold.
"Dialan tuh new girl also cut off already dapet his successor, the cheap base of his father cheap girls, second-hand goods fit also the same guy playboy like Alvin, rasain noh already hollow too"
Fahmi made gebu although he had broken up with Inara, he still felt jealous even though a little because Inara had stopped in his heart even for a while.
Fahmi was unfaithful, before knowing Inara had fucked the woman who was rumored by the bohay the fact that Fahmi had a lover was real and the rumor was true.
He did not feel sorry or regret his actions took away the sadism of his ex-girlfriend, instead he felt satisfied beyond belief will get 'virgin' indeed he had loved her but the love disappeared after he met another girl.
He typed the name in search but he did not find it, he entered the message in the application, it was blocked.
"Ahh shit lost shoot me, first girl. Turns out he blocked me first, it's good that I'm freely disosmed" .
"What's not happening is the same girl, even though I threw it inside" Fahmi talked to himself casually while selonjoran.
He had talked himself and lay down on the bed, kept his clothes on the nightstand near the bed, slowly he lifted his blanket because the night was late time to rest Fahmipun fell asleep soundly.
'Make it a lesson to you that a learner is not required or obliged to have a partner. Save your feelings for him first, pick him up when you get a job and succeed. Because a real man will not touch his partner before halal'
***
Late at night in deserted Inara walked gontay. around the rocky road, sometimes he fell when stepping on small and slippery pebbles, yes he was at the foot of the mountain village dukuh where his parents.
However, towards his home still needs a kilo of travel, illuminated by the light of dim lights Inara walked slowly because tired also thirsty driving down his throat was rung and as soon as possible asked to be filled.
'I must quickly get to the house I was tired, I was tired my stomach was from yelling really hungry, God'
Inara spoke while walking back with a fairly accelerated pace. Because Inara was terrified the night was late and she was still not there.
From a distance he saw a yellow flickering impermeable lamp and approached, also a loud noise. Turns out the motor butut with driven father wearing black cupluk and holster slumped.
"Where are you going to take your suitcase?!" ask her politely and kindly.
Yes the motor butut stopped in front of Inara. Without turning off the lights.
"I want to go home to the mang house, but from the end of the road there is no longer a vehicle that is shallow so I just walk" Inara replied no less friendly as well.
"who wants to go home?! let me take it by chance I am also a new resident in this village so do not know who the fun child is. Let's go up"
Said the Emangnang friendly and explained that he was a new resident in the same village as Inara.
"Ah yes thank you mang, sorry to bother" said Inara smiling kindly.
"No hassle at all neng, I happen to be on patrol tonight" he replied.
"Sorry once again to trouble the mang" Inara apologized again while riding on the butut bike.
'thank God, you heard me and saw my difficulties in bringing someone to help me' Inner Inara.
The motorbike passed away leaving a dark and quiet place to bring Inara home to her destination.
***
Arriving in front of the house looks quiet and the lights are not lit Inaraapun down from the motor butut it.
"Thank you mang, it's my parents' house" Inara pointed out.
"Oh neng his son Mr. Somad to, kirain who" he said while lowering Inara's mini suitcase.
"Yes mang" he clapped his head.
"Yes already neng go in, I want to continue patching" friendly.
"Aren't you going to stop by first?!"
"Thank you next time"
The other day, back on her motorbike, Inara rushed to push her suitcase into the yard, and knocked on the door.
Geck... Geck... Geck..
"Assalamualikum mah, This is Inara" Salam Inara while knocking on the door.
There is no answer maybe the house people are already on sleep, late night Inara saw the clock on her wrist and it turns out it was eleven o'clock at night, Inara lethargic and sitting on the front porch chair door.
Sayup I heard the sound of footsteps approaching, "Waalaikumusalam, briefly" .
Chequelek
The door opened from inside Inara's mother came out and frowned, "Who?" Inara fell silent behind her mother wanting to cry and embrace the person she missed.
"Mamah" Inara said softly.
My mother turned around, she was surprised and reflexively closed her mouth and her eyes glazed with glass to see the child in front of her real.
"Darling, Inara my son is you son?!" He hugged his son tightly.
Hik. hik..
Inara's cry was sobbing in her mother's arms "Ara kangen mamah" Tangis sangibu was heard as well inside.
"What a mah, ko__" Mr. Somad appeared and his speech was interrupted when he saw his favorite girl was in the arms of the Wife.
"Ara baby, when will you come baby. Who are you here with, son?!"
A series of questions Mr. Somad to his only child, he then approached and hugged his child and wife on the porch of the house.
Inara cries silently in the arms of her parents and speaks bitterly.
'they loved me dear God, how they felt that their son had sinned and hurt my parents' hearts'
Inara's tears shed with a swift he tightened his embrace to the mother, he misses this embrace is calm and comfortable.
"Look for us inside, I happen to cook your favorite food! must you report it, baby?!"
His mother led her son inside, and Mr. Somad led her from behind with the child's suitcase.
"You're sitting here yeah, mamah angetin first food yes, or ara change clothes first inside"
Said the mother to her only child, and the girl nodded her head in agreement and passed to her room.
***
While the Alvin residence is now crowded because there is a small thanks to the little birthday of the mother, just invite the closest neighbors and family relatives of the father.
Alvin daydreaming on the edge of the glass near the pond, he fidgets whenever Contacting Inara must be inactive. He was terrified and his bad temper continued until the clap of his hand on his shoulder awakened Alvin's daydream.
"But what bro is so serious?!" ask Alvin's best friend.
"Ah no, I just think of a friend who went home what village he has reached his house is not yet because the number is not active as well" Sela Alvin.
"What a cement, it looks like you're worried bro"
"not to worry, I've not seen him until next week" either"
Finally, too or unconsciously, Friend Alvin even smiles and geleng smile.
Yes Alvin has a friend, his name is Johan Davidsen son of his papa friend. Johan does not have a school with Alvin, because Alvin always moves to move schools because he is bored.
Sultan mah freely yes bebs. school alone can move.
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already yes sorry for a lot of typo and not connect🙏
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