Asti Girl Carrying the Curse
Chapter 95. Store Break-in Issues
Bu Jum while on his way back home just fell silent. They did not expect that Dania was acting out of bounds. Akbar is still asleep in the car seat, so it must be carried very carefully.
" Puspita, eat first! Let it be later if you get home can immediately rest." Asti Pinta.
With Bu Jum, Puspita ate at the dinner table. They closed the shop a little later. Asti is starting to feel tired. He had to teach Puspita a lot about running the business. But it is also true, people say. Puspita is very easy to absorb all Asti explanations. Because Puspita's education is higher than Dania. Puspita graduated SMK in the district city next door.
Before long, Firman came with his motorcycle. He is the older brother of Puspita. Joko's employee at the tent stall was very grateful there was work for his sister at the Asti store. The sweet girl has been unemployed since graduating SMK last year. His parents did not allow his youngest brother to wander with other friends to Jakarta or to other big cities to find job vacancies.
" Mr Asti, let me go to the market tomorrow, ushered Mas Firman!" Pamit Puspita greets everyone before leaving the house.
Joko entered from the side door. There was one of his men who was blending seasonings for various dishes, in the side yard.
" How was Dania?" tanyanya wants to know.
" My clothes were worn to show off where he was studying! Strange as a child, do not know what expensive clothes are considered cheap! Pantas Bu Nur was a bit suspicious to see Dania wearing a nice hijab and expensive Tunik that he always wore when he studied at the District Hall. So Bu Nur sent me those photos!"
Of course Joko knew Bu Nur, her former homeroom teacher when she was in 6th grade. He is now the principal there. Of course he knows, the price of clothes worn by Dania is very different from those sold in Asti stores. Asti left Dania to study here. Is the salary of a clothing store keeper so large that he can buy a tunic blouse that costs over a million rupiah?
" It turns out that Puspita used to be a school with Dania when they attended Junior High School!" Asti Clear.
" In fact many friends of friends who one school with Dania in the same is our neighbor's child in the village of Sendang Mulyo. Only Dania who is brainless does not want to continue school to High School or SMK. Even though his parents also want to work hard to finance his school..." Joko said firmly.
" That's it... Let Dania herself later tell this problem to her parents.Don't until she works again in your shop! The important thing is to take care of your health and sanity of mind!"
That is Joko's advice. The young man turned towards the side door to finish his work. Prepare a variety of food ingredients, seasonings and fresh vegetables that must be washed clean.
Akbar seems to have had an afternoon shower. He emerged from the master bedroom with Bu Jum. Now the boy is fond of wearing his new shoes that are patterned striped like soldiers. So almost every afternoon only those shoes were chosen for her to wear. Asti had bought two other pairs of shoes to wear alternately.
" Mother's son wants to have lunch?"
" Yeah" he answered quickly. Ms. Jum had put a small plastic apron on her neck. So that the good clothes that Akbar had chosen were not dirty or wet from the spillage of his food.
Joko was a bit uneasy since the afternoon. Luckily it wasn't Sunday night or Saturday Night. So not too many people come and eat in Warung Tenda.
Until they were surprised by the arrival of two trail-type motorcycles containing each carrying a pillion.
" Mommy, excuse me... We can meet with Joko Laksono, huh?" Asked a man whose neck was a thorn-pattern tattoo.
" Yes, Mas. I'll call you!" Reply Mas Yanto respectfully. The man knew that Joko had entered Asti's house to pray Isya in a small mosque in the middle room.
Mas Danu who had been sitting resting next to the cashier table immediately approached the four men who were dressed in the style of motorcycle gang children.
Starting from the attributes of the helmets they wear, jackets and boots are canvas style. Their style of speech is polite. Although some wear piercings on the ears, lips or tattooed on his neck.
" Hey, Bro. How's things going?" Sapa Joko warm.
Lek No's eldest son is very good at associating with youth his age from various circles. He also knows the motorcycle well. Some people are afraid of the young people. With a deafening voice.
They are welcome to sit on the porch next to the Asti house, which is more relaxed because the stool is more soft with pads and armrests. Also away from the visitors of Warung who were among them looked on with a suspicious look.
" What do you want to try, huh ? Please !" Tawar Joko was friendly. While handing over laminated menu sheet paper.
Before long Chef Danu began to be busy with a large frying pan with a distinctive stove flame. Joko has handed over the menu to be prepared. There are two people who want to try the complete fried rice and the other two people want to eat Mie Tek Tek Jos.
" Yesterday Mas Joko talked about Jago. Where's the kid hanging out now?"
" In the District Square. It seems like he's not a kid from this area. Because I haven't gotten the exact information about this young man!" Joko replied, conveying her suspicion.
" Did that kid mess with your family?"
" Not yet, anyway! But Asti's clothing store keeper, dating Jago's been almost 3 months.."
"Well, this can't be allowed, bro!" His friend who is usually called Ijong.
They have been trying to change the negative view of society about the existence of a collection of young motorcycle gangs. Some of them have even made a living by doing halal work.
" Have you ever heard of the break-in of some shophouses and shops in a northern area there? " ask the leader.
" never, uh... But if the matter of this shophouse seems quite safe. I have prepared double security from the Polsek patrol, also from the neighborhood of the youth group here. The market, it's another! There were night guards, but only two. So inadequate."
Joko's explanation sounds reasonable. But making one of the shopkeeper girls in the market a girlfriend to get information on, or relying on the store keys they hold is a bit awkward.
" We also just heard that Jago is from an area in East Java there!" whispered Fals was less sure. The man who braided his hair did look like a thinker.
" Is he Mas Doyok's guy, huh? There is a big problem in Madiun there, so there is a split. Maybe it was the result of this Jago rebellion! Joko, you don't know the real name of that Jago?"
" Since selling, I rarely meet children who like to gather in the square. Mr. Hermawan is still monitoring that the situation there is still safe. I don't know now..."
" Who is Mr Hermawan?"
" The local Chief of Police. There are many complaints coming from the community about the existence of young people who are increasingly just gathered at the end of the square near the District office. The people there are afraid that it will have a lot of bad effects on their environment."
All speechless. All that was heard was the sound of a spoon clashing with a plate. Mas Barep's friends respect Joko a lot. They are on good terms because there are several non-formal job vacancies that Joko gave to some of the motorcycle gang's children.