Asti Girl Carrying the Curse
Chapters 138. Everyone Hears That News
Since hearing the news from Asti earlier, the two women became excited themselves. When Asti was in Akbar's room, the two women moved to the side yard. The young men were still talking about the same topic... Dania was caught with a man who was one of five people who were suspects of a shop breaker in the sub-district market.
" It's been a lot of news, too, huh?" tanya Bu Jum hesitated.
" That's a lot, Ma'am Jum! People one market already on know everything ... Last Joko to the office of the same Police Department Mas Danu. Looking for accurate information!" Mas Kancil.
" Because not sure about the news , Mas Firman asked his sister dong. Puspita instead sees the couple being held in the office of the head of the market. If they fight back, they can be wiped out by one of those markets."
Kancil's words became the attention of his loyal listeners. Because they are also upset with the increasing number of young people hanging out near the town square. Those who are not clear about their origins are almost every night there and often make a scene.
The presence of children dressed as Punk Rock makes the region look increasingly shabby.
The end of the square that the District that once built the park by spending enormous funds was now abandoned. The lawn became a bush that grew wild. Even some of the ornamental statues in the park have been removed with an unusual shape.
Ms. Ning still enjoyed the cake made by her mother Kancil, which she brought from her village this morning. Actually the name of the worker in the tent stall is Rano Subiantoro. Because of his stature of his body which is still small even though he is an adult, plus his dark skin. Many people call it by the name of Kancil.
It was the name of a kind of star like a deer whose body was smaller with slightly dark skin. This deer is usually for the name of a clever and resourceful person.
The arrival of Mr. Leon has been awaited by Akbar who has eaten and bathed in the afternoon. The man only took off his shoes and socks when Akbar came to hug him
" Dad!" Called funny.
Gemas Leon held the baby up above his head. There was a cheerful laughter from the lips of the handsome boy, as the baby's hand reached the decorative lights in the living room. The lamp is installed somewhat longer than the ceiling to add aesthetics.
Now Leon kissed Akbar's round belly. Until the boy chuckles. " Have?"
" It's!"
The words of the adult had been imitated by Akbar clearly. Luckily, the surroundings in this house were adults who spoke softly and politely. Even if everything comes from the village. Moreover, Asti is very upholding manners in association and religion.
" Dad to take a shower. Akbar went with mom first, huh?"
" Snake!" reject Akbar kekeh. It seems he still wants to play with his new father.
Ms. Jum quickly intervened. Because he knows, Mr. Leon has been almost all day in the development project. Besides being tired, his body was dirty with dust, sand and hot air.
The man kept an eye on the various facilities that were being worked on in the housing construction project. If you let your guard down a little, you will lose hundreds of millions of rupiah. Because all the projects were done to complete the various facilities in the housing, all of which require very large funds.
Asti prepared all Leon's needs in bed. Usually his wife would head to the kitchen to see the preparation of Ma'am Ning who would cook for dinner.
" Thank you, honey!" Whisper Leon while peeping his wife's two warm cheeks.
True said people, Asti including women who are less shrewd in flirting with the opposite sex. He was married and had a child. People say, she is a picture of Javanese women who are educated by parents and prevailing customs, in order to be a submissive and nrimo wife to her husband.
Actually, Asti's beautiful face can be the main capital for him to tempt the attention of other established men. But Asti just stay away from men after the status of a widow. Her failed marriage gave her many valuable lessons for her life at the time.
Facial beauty like Asti is rather rarely owned by Javanese women in general. Except those born to parents who have mixed blood from regions in Indonesia or other countries. Because in addition to Asti's sharp nose, his skin is white and smooth. While his eyes are very expressive, large and dark brown describe the contents of his soul.
Although Mr. Leon knew, Asti always took care of his face with good quality skincare. The woman just daubed her face with a thin powder and a nude lipstick, when out of the house. So that the whole appearance of Asti is simple for others looks ordinary. Except for her being his life partner for a few weeks. His wife is beautiful inside out.
Joko's men will take turns eating. Especially if there are buyers coming. Like Mas Danu who will eat first before praying to give him a lot of energy... Before fighting with a hot stove and cooking utensils in front of him along with spices and various food ingredients that are processed according to the menu.
The pot that will take care of payment or cashier while keeping watch with stock of groceries, condiments and dirty dish laundry. Joko will be monitoring everything. Including receiving complaints from customers. From less fast service, cold drinks that are not in accordance with the request. Until saos, soy sauce and sambel on their table are exhausted.
" Which, Mr. Cakra and Damar would like to join dinner here, would you?"
" May, Mas... Count it, yes. Sister Ning! A portion of ten thousand to fifteen rupiahs... The boss will pay!" Asti LEDek.
Leon laughed amusedly. Because of Mbak Ning's delicious cuisine, usually they often add more. Understandably working in the field, a lot of energy is drained so that it requires more food and energy.
After the completion of the prayer, Mr. Leon and his two assistants often discussed in the living room. Sometimes Akbar was among them. Until the boy was drowsy in the arms of one of the men.
" This is, our engineer candidate!" whispered Leon while peeping the cheek of padlocked Akbar. Their affection for Akbar grew even greater. Moreover, Akbar also wants to be carried by anyone. This kid seems to prefer hanging out with any guy.
Asti had prepared a snack for them. Also a ceramic teapot containing coffee milk made by Bu Jum that can calm the heart and body.
" Mum Jum, this is Akbar already bobo. "call Mr. Cakra. The sleeping baby was carried by Bu Jum to be put to sleep in his room.
The tent stalls are getting crowded. Although not Sunday night. Suddenly a group of young women who lived not far from the house of Dania, came ....
They also heard news of the arrest. Add crowded also chat they, because the news has spread from one friend, to other friends through news posts on social media.
Joko surprised. The news has gone viral in the hands of young people today who are very receptive to the progress of the times. Including operating technology such as mobile phones.
" Dad, it's been a lot, about Dania and her boyfriend's arrest?" whispered Mas Danu to Joko.
At the police station, they were only found by Mr. Hermawan's men. Because Mr. Boss, began busy taking care of the two people, to follow up their actions.
Mr. Nasrun, his deputy Mr. Hermawan was quite sympathetic when he found out, all the info of the store break-in was obtained from CCTV footage from the Asti store, because of Joko's help.
" I'm sorry, Mas Joko knows the names and addresses of Dania's parents?"
" Know, Sir!" answer Joko. She wrote down Dania's home address as well as her parents' names.
From behind the window of the examination room, Dania's face continued to bow listlessly... The other was with the young man next to him. His face was somewhat sinister like there was a dark aura shrouding him . There was a large earring on his right ear.Also there was a tattoo that Joko had seen before on the young man's right neck. Like a bird with wings wide open.
" May Permission, Sir. Would you please ask for a photo of the face that the man can? Because I've seen the same tattoo, on someone else I met on the street. Are they still a horde with him or not. I'll find the information!"
Mr. Nasrun brought Joko's camera and took a careful photo of the man. Joko immediately sent a photo of the face to Bambang and Barep. His reply soon came from his good friend.
" ahead, Sir. Please tell Mr. Hermawan. Their friends are still at the headquarters in this city" Joko mentioned a small town. " This is from Joko Winangun Pak Sarno's son." Joko's message to the police officer.
They left the police station near the district office. Bambang has long monitored the movement of this one motor gank. Because their actions are very disturbing to the people there. Also makes ugly among other motor gank children who like to use two-wheeled vehicles.
The hands of the authorities may only be able to quell their hordes because their actions include criminal acts.