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After self-cleaning Anin went straight back to the store to pay for her snacks. He just realized that there was Raka there.


"Why are you here?" ask Anin without further ado.


"Mission" Raka replied briefly.


"How long?"


"1 month"


"Bakal is the longest month for me. Aaahhhh, want to run away I feel" said Anin half yelled making Bagas who had been beside the car turned his head.


Bagas approached them and wanted to ask about the data.


"Nin, can you tell me?" ask Bagas to Anin.


"Emang was once mute? I can talk now!" said Anin ketus.


"I mean, we're talking to you both"


"Sorry, I'm busy!"


"Mas wants to ask the problem of the flasdisk that used to be taken hostage"


Anin silently did not answer. He forgot that the item was missing.


"Please ask father"


"Have Dad stolen people, is there more?"


"Sal, you still want to sit down what is it? We can be late" Salma who heard Anin's words immediately got up from her seat and headed for the ambulance. Bagas is still chasing Anin.


"Nin, Anin, Anin! Anindya Vijaya! Stop that!" Bagas raised his voice making all jerked in shock.


"Mas needs that file. For your safety, I just want to protect you" Bagas said, weakening his voice.


"Protect me? Don't bother yourself, I can protect myself. One more thing, learn to control your emotions, not all women can hear your snapping" Anin stepped back into the ambulance.


Anin and Salma are escorted by Rusdi sir to the village x. The journey is almost 1 hour. That is if it does not rain. So if there are those who serve in Pustu, they will definitely prefer to stay there rather than having to fight against the terrain.


Anin chose silence without a sound. Salma could not bear to ask, but seeing Anin silent also made her unable to bear it.


"Nin, aren't you papa?" salma asked in courage.


"Grandfather, tomorrow I look for a contract to come home from Pustu"


"Ngapain start the contract? Relax, Bagas will not be at home. You see, they were on task" Salma replied, but he did not know if Bagas and his team were given a week off before disguise.


"Relatedly? I don't want to see him. Almost my self-defense collapsed"


"I'm sorry my sister is Nin, I'm sure you have your own reasons but certainly not because of mbak Nisa"


"Why are you apologizing? Not wrong, but he's not wrong either. I was too hopeful. I should have realized who I am. Ah, I don't want to talk about that anymore"


"Eh Nin, lo and I schedule the next week really good, no guard this village" said Salma who got the schedule delivery from his friend.


"Masa? Don't miss the schedule anymore"


"Before I chat mbak minul first" Salma quickly asked mbak minul.


"Where?" ask Anin.


"Ooohh, it turns out that tomorrow next Tuesday there is a KB safari event in KODIM. We're being asked by the health service to serve acceptors"


"Oohh, even though I want her to take care of Pustu"


"Why?"


"Let's not see dr. Bimo, I'm not good with Sinta either. At that time I was once quipped that he did not flirt the same dr. Bimo. Am I flirtatious, right? I avoided it" Anin explained.


"Choose, brother Sinta mah emang so the person. He likes dr. Bimo. That's why behave. The flirtatious one is even him. If there is dr. Bimo in pustu must be a caper"


"Hahaha, that's it. Even our ghibah"


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Pustule


Tonight Anin is back. Recalling the incident this morning.


"Hmm, we used to meet her almost a collision, now my memory seems to be reminded. You how are you? Why is your body now thin? Do you have anyone else who rules your heart? Hmmm, moving on is really hard. Pantesan once the Dance often cry itself. It seems like this is hard"


Salma saw and heard Anin talking to herself while staring at the dark night sky.


"Nin, aren't you papa?" Salma sat on the terrace.


"Grandfather, I don't feel like I want to go back to Sal, I'm here until Monday"


"Where can? Monday is our schedule in Nin's only village. Come on, Brother Bagas, don't think too much. Uh, bang Raka wants to come here with food"


"Sampe here to hunt her food cold Sal"


"Biarin, if I'm the important bang Raka, food is just a mere reason. Haha"


"Basic!"


Raka did not come long ago. Salma was very happy. Hugged his lover.


"Ehemmm, remember here there is a jomblowati who just met the ex" Anin said


Raka and Salma laughed at him. Raka sat on the terrace.


"So how does it feel to meet an ex? Dag dig dug der or jeder-jeder?"


"Haish mbuh bang" Anin replied using Javanese language which means do not know


"Lo know? When I came here he confided. Said your curse happened"


"What kind of brother do you think?" Salma was confused by the conversation of the two.


"Gue once said the breakup time, if he lied to the world he would always be surrounded by me. Whether it happened for real or how, when I was on the same plane he had become quite proof that my talk actually happened"


"Hahaha, don't you dare to mess with me then. I can curse too"


"Eh Sal, this week I will take care only until Friday. So Saturday I went to the city of Dance ya"


"Can we get to Friday? Who was it on Saturday?"


"Lo Sinta, he asked the same way last week Bimo doctor, I told him to replace him. Well now I'm asking for dong's reward"


"Pinter lo too, tomorrow if he wants to be replaced again I also say so ah"


"Sir, you can't stay long. There's an apple night. You two are not papa?"


"Remain calm, Salma mah here is safe with me. That should be careful brother, a lot of demits" explained Anin


"Hush, don't be reckless Nin. Brother if the same thing is afraid"


"Hahahah, brother ih. Seduced Anin doang too. Yes, be careful. Call me when you arrive. Now we have to install the transmitter as well. So signal's safe"


"Ready"


Raka left pustu. He accelerated his motor. The dark, rare home made her shudder in horror given the words of Dance. Suddenly the motor stopped unable to advance


"Why my bike? Aduuuhhh not now. Mbah your grandson does not disturb you, your grandson just wants to go home" said Raka frightened.


Raka saw the rear tire turned out to be stuck twigs.


"Hufh I guess what" Raka quickly picked up the twig and drove the bike at high speed.


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