Pursued by the Love of Jengkol Children
Against Goons

That afternoon, as usual. Raka opened his shop again. Some customers are waiting to buy the cake made by Raka. Because last night Raka slept too late, then after the Friday prayer, Raka rested his eyes first, to relieve drowsiness due to lack of sleep last night. Therefore, this afternoon Raka a little late to open the shop.

Although a little late, but it does not make the customers and fans of the serabi cake to be a blur. They remained faithful in line to be able to get the cake. Because there was no notice that today the serabi is off, then they still wait for Raka to open the tavern. Usually, if Raka does not sell, then Raka will put a notice there.

The time has shown at 17.05 local time. Raka immediately ordered Naya to return home. Raka did limit the time for Naya, only until five in the afternoon to help her sell. Besides he does not want Naya to work until night, Naya also has to study and also improve her home.

In addition to holidays, Raka does not make much cake. So, it is rarely open until night. At the latest before the prayer time, he had closed his shop because his sales had run out. Plus, now also the cake batter is almost finished.

'' Brother, Naya went home first!'' pamitnya to Raka.

'' Yes Nay, be careful on the road!'' sahut Raka gives Naya a packet of sarabi cake, for him and his grandfather.

'' Yes, brother, thank you! Assalamualaik...''

'' Wa'alaikumsalaam warahmatullah replied Raka while looking at Naya who began to leave, riding her bicycle.

'' Mas, the serabinya still?'' ask a mother, after getting off the Honda Civic.

'' Still ma'am, but stay a little longer. How much do you want?'' raka replied then asked back.

'' All of them are! So how many are?'' ask the mother while reaching for money from her wallet.

'' I want an ori, what is the complete package?'' ask Raka.

'' Who is a kompit mas.''

'' Emm.. Mom in a minute! I made it first let me know how it is. Oh yes, please sit down Mom!'' he invited the mother.

'' Yes, thank you.'' answered the mother, then sat on the bench that had been provided.

'' We sell it every day, right?''

'' Yes, ma'am, but only in the afternoon. The next morning I went to college.''

'' Oh. So this is a student? Great as well, this. Still young, students too, but already able to independent. Surely his parents are proud to have a child like this!'' said the mother was amazed.

'' Hhh.. This mother can. I'm just learning how to find fortune to help my parents. Yes so as to ease the burden of parents in financing my education.'' said Raka mendelur.

'' Salut is the same. It's handsome, humble. By the way, are you married?'' ask the mother.

'' Not yet ma'am, I'm still afraid of girls. I'm not ready to get married yet, and I want to get some life experience. After all, I also want to marry her later if I am 25.'' replied Raka who was busy baking sherbet cakes..

'' Why are you afraid of being close to women? Anyway, let's put it this way, mom's a girl too! Are you not afraid?''

'' I mean, I'm afraid of falling in love mom! Not afraid of how. While if the same mother, yes I want to take someone's wife! It's weird mom, he..''

'' Hhh.. Wow..! This time, it turns out the person is really cool! Unfortunately, my grandson is a boy. If I had a granddaughter, I would have told her to marry just as well.''

'' Uh don't ma'am! Although I have granddaughters, I also do not want to have granddaughter-in-law like me.''

'' Who why mas?'' asked the mother surprised.

'' My future is still unclear, ma'am. Wouldn't mom get along with your granddaughter if she was miserable?'' answer Raka.

'' Hhh.. This mas. Precisely with the attitude of a mas like this, I am much more confident, if the mas is a very responsible person. How could the person who would become his wife be miserable?'' said the mother was more impressed with Raka.

Without feeling, with the conversation brought, all the serabi cakes that were being made by Raka were finished. Raka then put the cakes in the box, and then handed them to the mother.

'' Alhamdullah.. This is ma'am, the cake is ready. Everything was 150 grand. And because this is the end, I also gave a bonus to mother.'' said Raka while handing over the boxes of the cake.

'' Waah... Thanks mas. It's money!'' sahut mother then handed two pieces of money hundreds of thousands to Raka.

'' This is the change.'' said Raka handed over fifty thousand bills to the mother.

'' Do not need to! The return is for mas aja.'' said the mother walked to her car, while carrying a plastic bag containing boxes of cake.

'' But.'' said Raka.

'' Udaah.. Take aja! I sincerely kok.'' said the mother cut off Raka's speech.

'' Yes, thank you so much mom!'' said Raka as she bowed and cupped her hands together.

Because the merchandise has been exhausted, Raka immediately tidied up the equipment and immediately closed the shop. However, just as he had just finished closing the tavern and was about to board his matic motorbike, he was shocked by the sound of a commotion that occurred not far from where he was.

'' Bruak! Bruk! shank..!''

'' Forgive you sir, please do not destroy my wagon. That is the only way I can find food said someone whimpering in pain after he was dropped to the ground.

'' Hey old man! How many times have I told you. If you want to sell here, you have to pay security money. But you are still stubborn selling here and do not want to pay security money.'' said one of the three thugs of the place.

'' That's less old man. You just gave 50 grand. The rest is less than 200 thousand. Quickly pay now! Otherwise, I will crush your butut cart.'' threatened the thugs to the old man.

'' No sir! Please don't destroy my cart. Without the wagon, what would my family eat?'' whining the old man.

'' Yes then, pay up quickly! Don't wait for me to be more emotional said the thug harshly.

'' But sir, I have no money. After all, to collect that kind of money, I had to sell for days. While the results of my sales alone, the luck is only tens of thousands, even if it runs out said the old man who sells various fried foods.

'' Alaah.. Don't talk too much! If you don't want to pay now, I will destroy your wagon right now.''

Since the old man did not give the money he was asked for, the thugs were about to kick the cart back and beat up the old man. However, they had not had the chance to do so, they were startled by someone's voice.

'' Stop! Do not continue your actions. Don't you guys have any pity for such an old man?'' raka shouted as he approached them.

Some visitors and traders who were around the place, also came and crowded there. However, they were just watching and did not dare to do anything. They are afraid of the thugs, who do not hesitate to be rude to anyone who opposes them.

'' Hey who are you? Dare to interfere in our affairs. It's tired of your life apparently.'' said the thug who was thick in stature, while approaching and gripping the collar of Raka's shirt.

'' Patience sir, patience! Isn't this can be discussed properly said Raka trying to negotiate with the thugs.

'' Hhh... You snot boy! You want to talk to us well. Bongkeng, Batten! Teach this snot boy how to talk to us!'' the orders of the thugs were thick-bodied and were the seniors of them.

'' Good Brother Gareng!'' exclaim the two and immediately approach Raka.

Seeing that the two thugs were about to approach Raka, the people who had been crowding around immediately retreated away. They already understood what the two thugs were going to do to Raka. Seeing the bad behavior, Raka became alert. However, he calmly said:

" Uncle, calm down uncle. Let's talk about this issue in a good way. All problems, certainly can be solved with a cold head, without having to go through the path of violence.'' Raka said while taking a few steps back.

'' Okay! Give us 500 grand, we'll assume this problem is solved. But, you do not try to interfere in our affairs again.'' said the thug named Gareng, and asked his two colleagues to refrain.

'' Fine! I will love the money, but on one condition, you can no longer bother the old man!'' sahut Raka's.

'' Hhh.. You snot boy! How dare you bargain with us. Bongkeng, Gepeng, quickly teach him a lesson and take all the money. Not yet know who he is dealing with.'' orders Gareng to the two colleagues.

Without waiting any longer, the two thugs named Bongkeng and Gepeng, immediately moved to beat Raka. However, Raka immediately dodged the attacks from the two thugs. Because his attempt to teach Raka lessons was unsuccessful, the two thugs became even more furious. They then intensified their attacks on Raka.

Despite being attacked by two thugs, Raka can still fend off or avoid their attacks without resistance. It made Gareng who watched the show, so even more upset. He also joined with two of his colleagues, to gang up on Raka.

Unexpectedly, it turns out that the person named Gareng, is quite good at martial arts. It was only fitting that his two comrades were so obedient to him. Facing three people at once, apparently Raka started to get a little overwhelmed. Several times he fell due to punches and kicks made by Gareng.

Although not so severe, but the punch and kick of Gareng that had landed on Raka's body, making Raka look quite sad. People who witnessed the fight, now increasingly worried that later Raka will suffer even worse injuries. However, they also did not dare to help Raka.

'' It's sir! Please don't beat that kid again. He's not wrong sir, please stop this. Please anyone, stop them!'' shouted the old man of the fried seller, could not bear to see Raka repeatedly hit by attacks launched by Gareng and his two colleagues.

Although the old man kept shouting for Gareng and his two colleagues to stop attacking Raka, Gareng and his two friends jtu, did not mengubris the old man's words. They even more aggressively attacked Raka.

Until on one occasion, while Raka was avoiding attacks from Bongkeng and Gepeng, Gareng secretly took the opportunity to throw his kick hard towards the back of Raka's head. He jumped into the air and prepared to release the kick.

'' Wush.. Duk, Brukk!''

'' Aahh... The insolent! Whoareyou? How dare he attack me secretly!'' gareng said after his body suddenly bounced and rolled to the ground violently.

Apparently when Gareng jumped into the air earlier, simultaneously, from the side, someone who knew the intention of the Gareng, also did the same. In fact, his movements and kick power were much faster and stronger compared to Gareng's movements. So, before Gareng's foot touched Raka's head back, Gareng's body had fallen first.

'' Hhh.. Can you ye say that! Notye you'll do the same. You are your semprul!'' said the man who had attacked Gareng, who turned out to be Mr. Junaedi.

'' That cowardly bastard! You new people want to mess with us. If today I can't break both of your legs it's old man, don't call me Gareng the most feared thug in this area!'' gareng said, then stood up and prepared to attack Mr. Junaidi.

'' Hhh... I'm not wrong about you! Who's the real son of a bitch and a coward? Notye you are just a whisper maen rumbling and disturbing parents. Let's go ahead you! Let's be like this too, I was once a champion in sono.'' said Mr. Junaidi as he began to install horses, preparing to fight the Gareng.

Because more people want to fight the three thugs, the more people who come to watch the fight. They wonder who will win and who will lose.

Although they do not know the ability of Mr. Junaidi, but they also hope, so that the thugs will get a lesson. For a long time, the thugs like to do arbitrarily to the traders and visitors of the place.

Raka who saw Mr. Junaidi coming and helping him, she also felt a little relieved. He then returned to face the two thugs who had attacked him since. However, he still did not attack the two thugs and simply avoided and fended off their attacks against him.

'' Ciaaat..wush, plaque, buk, bamm!''

Every time Gareng attacked Pak Junaidi with a punch or kick, every time it was also, he was even hit by a punch and kick back from Pak Junaidi. While Mr. Junaidi, he easily fended off and avoided attacks from Gareng.

Seeing this, the people who had just silently watched the fight, now began to cheer cheering Junaidi sir. While Gareng was getting angry because many times he fell and felt humiliated by Mr. Junaidi.

'' Bongkeng, Gepeng, leave the boy first! Help me teach this old man a lesson!'' said Gareng who began to feel overwhelmed facing Mr. Junaidi.

'' Hhh.. Udah letoy lu ye, ampe ask to be helped all. But not ape-ape. Don't mate you three, ten people model you you pade, I'm not afraid. Let's advance! Let me teach you guys a lesson, said Mr. Junaidi, then put the horses back on.

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