THE BLESSING OF PICKPOCKETING
PICKPOCKETING

Unfortunately, all of them. Always healthy, right?

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Jhon locked his car which he parked at Solo Balapan station . At 08.12 PRAMEX electric train to Jogja is not too full. Jhon bought a ticket and prepared to enter. Train departure schedule at 08:30. It's not too late and it won't wait long.

When the train came, deliberately Jhon did not want to ride scrambling. He waited to be able to ride casually without cramming. He saw many empty seats. He dropped the backpack from his back and sat while holding a backpack containing souvenirs from his mother for his beloved sister Amie.

“Hiks .. hiks,” heard a slow sobbing from the person sitting next to him while ruffling his bag.

“Why Mbak?” John was confused to see the woman sobbing.

“My wallet is gone, I keep the train ticket in my wallet when I want to take the train. Because I held my phone and helmet, afraid of the ticket falling. It turns out that even my wallet is missing Om,” replied the hijab woman.

“Later help me explain to the KA policy, and I pay the fine Mbak,” Jhon give attention and offer help. He was indeed quickly touched on the difficulties of his fellow men.

“Thank you Om,” replied the girl while contacting someone on her phone.

“Njih wa’alaykum Salam Bi. Fara was on Bi's train, and Fara's wallet went missing during a jostle while riding Pramexs. Abi tomorrow can help nemani take care of the letters ‘kan?” whining the girl spoiled at someone she called Abi.

Not necessarily Abi it's a call to his father ‘kan? It could be for Abhimanyu or any other male name.

‘Am I really old called Om, not so?’ inner Jhon. He tried to sleep, quite able to rest for a moment.

But just going to sleep he felt his arm being nudged. “Om, no ticket checking,” cetus girl next door. John prepares his ticket and hopes the cash in his wallet is enough to help the girl next to him.

Jhon rarely carries large amounts of cash in his wallet. Ordinary cash only he needs to buy gasoline or snacks in a small shop that can not pay with a card.

“Thank you for the help. Can I have a mobile number Om?” ask the girl who just Jhon please.

“For what?” ask Jhon curiously

“I want to refund Om.” reply to this beautiful girl who seems to be of Arab descent and hijab.

“I will give you my mobile number, but until anytime I will not give you an account number to return my money.” replied Jhon.

“Good. Give Om number,” the girl replied after thinking for a bit long.

“What's your name? And mention your phone number later I miscall,” reply Jhon. Of course he also does not want only the girl who has her mobile number but he does not have the girl number.

“Farahdiba .. 0838 ..” replied the sweet girl in hijab. And Jhon did a miscall on that girl's number.  “Ya, already logged in, whose Om name?”

John extended his hand to get acquainted. “Pujono.” Farah received the helping hand and they officially became acquainted.

“You to Jogja routine every day or how?” ask Jhon. He saw this girl was young. Maybe Amie's sister's age.

“I am not too routine, but we and our family always go to Jogja every Friday night until Sunday afternoon. Because my sister was treated in Cangkringan. I tried to get on the train because I was alone all of a sudden. Usually to Jogja by car with father and mother and brother and sister.” unknowingly Jhon talk long enough to a woman.

“What today mbolos working so can go to Jogja in office hours?” Farah curious.

“My working time is not in accordance with office hours in general.” John did not want to mention what his profession was. After that they immediately separated when the train stopped at Tugu ~ Jogja station, without the impression of wanting to know more.

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“Hallo unfortunately mas Jhon. You're healthy ‘kan?” Jhon immediately hugged Amie who was peeling ripe mangoes.  Amie returned Jhon's embrace with her hand still holding the mango and the knife she set so as not to hit Jhon's shirt.

“Mas can ask for mango?” fishing rod Jhon. And Amie answered him with a nod.

“Mas go home if you don't want to tell a story. Can I have some mango?” reset Jhon. Like the message Putut husband Amie yesterday, they should always provoke Amie to talk, because Amie did not have the desire to talk first.

“Bby,” Amie replied briefly. He continued to peel the mangoes.

“Sugar sweet not RA?” putut asked while sitting across from Amie.

“Know,” without turning Amie replied slowly. It means the calamity is not knowing.

“Must know dong,” Jhon fishing Amie. “If it is not sweet, you can process it into juice.”

Amie cut the mango she just peeled. He walked up to Putut and thrust a piece of slices into Putut's mouth without speaking.

“You why thrust this piece? You tell me to taste or what? If you do not talk, people will not understand what you mean,” Putut deliberately did not directly receive slices of mango that had been attached to his lips.

“Cobain.” Only that word came out of Amie's mouth, she thrust a wedge of mango into Putut's mouth.

“According to Mas this is less sweet, try offering it to Mas Jhon. His opinion is the same as Mas.”'s This time Putut fishing Amie back spoiled on Jhon.

“Mas cobain,” is good, Amie took out two words for Jhon. Amie gave a piece of mango to Jhon's hand, not bribing him as she did to Putut. Of course Jhon protested the difference in treatment that his sister gave.

“You cheated Noodle, Put you bribe, turn to Mas, you love to hand,” seductive Jhon while moving his eyebrows.

Amie blushed. Unfortunately, her skin is black and sweet, so it does not look all red on her cheeks. Because Jhon did not receive a mango slices from him. Amie continued to slice the mango she had peeled and put it on the plate. He made some plates and was given a fork. There are two dishes stored in the refrigerator.

Jhon is grateful that his sister has made so much progress after being treated by Putro five months ago.

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