The Love Story of the Dampit Family
K3D 11
At the airport, in the waiting room, there was a beautiful girl, with ponytail hair combined with white sneakers, old gray toad pants, and a long, bone-white blouse, which adds natural beauty to the girl who does not like to preen too much. The girl seemed to be playing with her phone, crossing her legs. When the voice from the information center sounded, that the plane his brother was boarding had arrived, Anjani had begun to focus on staring at the entrance of the passengers who had just stepped off the plane.
"Sister." he murmured, his gaze a moment later towards the man who called him brother, he also stepped without caring left right.
Brugh....
"Eh, Sorry, sorry" Anjani said spontaneously to the person she hit.
"Eh, I'm sorry." Spontaneously the person also said the same thing.
At first glance, the two of them stared at each other. Anjani realized that what he hit was a man. While the man, immediately lowered his head and nodded his head for permission to excuse him first. Anjani nodded, and realized that her brother had arrived nearby.
"Sir.." said Gusti.
"Sister.." Anjani's voice was spoiled, directly hugging her brother's burly body.
"Sorry brother just got home. Long-waited?" gusti asked as he stroked his sister's head.
"Yes, that's pretty good, brother. But no problem, after all this was all COD with my Reseller" Anjani explained.
"Cie.. has become a successful entrepreneur like him?" joked Gusti while touching his sister's chin.
"Ih.what the heck sister. New people pioneering co." Anjani replied humbled.
"But you're going to be a successful entrepreneur, right?" gusti said again.
" Yes, I hope so" replied Anjani.
"Yuk just went home, brother already miss the same mom.
"okkey. Ayuk." replied Anjani while holding her brother's suitcase.
When Anjani and Gusti were about to step up, suddenly Gusti was like kicking something at his feet, he was looking down. It turned out to be a crocodile leather purse, old orange.
"Wallet." murmured Gusti.
"What brother?" ask Anjani.
"Wallet deck. Who's it got?" ask Gusti.
"Try opening, there must be an identity card" Anjani said.
Gusti opened the wallet. There are some cards in it, and some pieces of money that are not too much in number. He found an identity card and finally found a ID card.
"Arjuna Ramayana." murmured Anjani.
"This address is not far from the airport deck. We'll just take it to this address" Gusti said.
"Ga handed over to the security guard here? Let it be delivered from the information center." proposed Anjani.
"The reason is, this is the owner of the wallet, it's still here. He could have gone home on deck" Gusti said.
"Udah, mending us anterin aja to this naturet. Kasian kalo nyariin. There's no business card here either, so there's no number to call" Gusti said.
"Okey brother. Jani ngikut aja deh." said Anjani according to.
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"Thank you sir." Said Arjuna who had come down from the ojek he was riding. However, when he was about to pay, he seemed to be looking for something.
"How many sir?" asked Arjuna while searching his backpack.
"Twenty-five thousand mas." replied the carpenter.
"Ehm, sir a minute. Is this my wallet? Let me call my friend first in Dalem yes sir. I asked him for money first. Wait a minute, sir." said Arjuna, taking his cell phone to contact his friend, who drove him to the hospital where he is currently standing.
"Oh, yes mas." replied the carpenter again.
"Hello. Assalamu'alaikum's chat. Zul.." said Arjuna to the person across the phone.
"I'm in the lobby. You please come here. Bring money. I want a minjem of twenty-five thousand to pay for the ojek."
"Yes.dah hunted aja here. kasian pak ojeknya, hunted no other passengers are waiting."
"Okey, okay."
"For a while sir" said Arjuna sung with the taxi driver.
"Gapapa. Hopefully his wallet will soon meet mas, if it is lost, hopefully found the same person responsible." continued the ojek builder.
"Aamiinu. Thank you sir."
Shortly after, Arjuna's friend Zulfi came with thirty thousand dollars, which were handed over to Arjuna.
"Thank you. Let me change" said Arjuna while receiving money from Zulfi.
"It's easy bro" said Zulfi.
"This is sir, the change is for me. Thank you for waiting" Zulfi told the taxi driver.
"Ohy. Thank you" said the taxi driver, who left immediately.
"Where's your money going Jun? You're picky?" ask Zulfi while helping bring a suitcase choose his best friend, they also walked along the corridor to the ICU room where Umi Ulfa was treated.
"That knows too. I'm not sober. Aware, it's here, my wallet doesn't exist" said Arjuna.
"Yeah Allah Jun. Next time be more careful. What's that about?" ask Zulfi.
"Identity card, one ATM, passport, same money ga too much anyway. Hahaha." replied Arjuna casually.
"Jeez Jun. Let's not be abused by people" Zulfi said.
"Yes InshaaAllah." answered Arjuna. They walked while chatting, Arjuna asked the news of his uminya, which has not been any news from the doctor. After being moved from the ER room, until it was not felt, they had arrived at the ICU room.
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Allah has determined the fortune of every servant. Neither is the treasure taken back by the owner, nor is it returned by God to the one He cheated on.
Ahem...Alhamdulillah there are signs of meeting Arjuna and Anjani... Keep reading his story yes.