Marrying the Empang Juragan
Pulang Kampung's
Happy reading ...
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Arka is a boy from a pampang master in Menteng village, Pak Burhan. Already a few years Arka wandered abroad for studying Bachelor S2 in Economics and Business, and one month ago he just graduated.
Arka is indeed a very smart child to be able to get a Scholarship to London to S2. If recalled, Mr. Burhan is not necessarily able to finance his son's high school abroad until S2.
For Arka's own needs, the man took part-time work in several places, so Mr. Burhan was not too worried about his son's living expenses. Even so, the middle-aged man occasionally sent some money to contribute the cost of snacks there.
At this time Arka is struggling heavily because the father asked him to return to his hometown, namely Menteng village in Tanjung Umbul Village, Serang – Banten. Inevitably he also had to obey what the father said, because he also had no reason to refuse.
Arka has just graduated and has not been able to get a permanent job there. Therefore, he had to go home and collect costs to build his own business. Yep! Arka has a dream of becoming a successful entrepreneur in the field of property.
However, at this time Mr. Burhan is sick and asked him to take care of the business of his father who in fact is an empang master. Honestly, he did not understand how to manage the dam. He once took care of the dam when he sat on the bench of Junior High School. After that, he no longer went to the dam because he was busy playing with other teenagers.
However, despite that, Arka never took any action outside the bounds. Arka is still a good man. Weak soft, and chewy as a jelly. Make the man loved by women for his nature.
Years of living abroad made the man even more enchanting undeniable. The body is tall and strapping, the carrot is big as big as gaban, and also the stomach is plaid commonly called torn bread or toast. I don't know what bread is important. Oho! There's more. White and handsome looks like Korean actor Ji Chang Wook. Just imagine it like that.
“Gosh! Are you sure you can stay on this road?” ask Arka while on the way back to Kampung on a motorcycle that cost mehong.
He had to pass through a shortcut in Padarincang, through the tourist attractions of Bukit Waruwangi. People usually pass through Cilegon, or through Pasauran by the beach, but he never went there because of the distance and eat the cost is not small. He had to save money to build his own business, even though he had a lot of money in his account.
“Safe Kang's. If Jatoh also surely Akang used to be nyungseb,” replied the carpenter was joking, but still it made Arka a little upset.
“Be careful oruh mang. I do not want my good looks to fade on the climb to this paradise,” said Arka was afraid when the motoh matic he was riding began to climb up the hill. Fortunately, the road is good and not hollow. If not, he might not have survived there.
Arka stared in amazement towards the bottom of the hill as the motor was getting up to the top. Highways, residential areas, and also pesawahan that stretches beautifully stretched up there. Padarumpang is very beautiful.
“Tea from where to bring suitcase all?” asked the taxi driver to break the silence between them.
“From Kang City,” lied Arka because he did not want to be asked for more fees, if he knew that he had just returned from abroad.
“Oalah. Kayak outsider kang, casep pisan.” Kang Ojek gave praise to Arka, which made Arka more confident.
“Ah yes kang. Darling is already handsome from birth,” replied Arka while chuckling.
“Eh kang, this is what?” ask Arka when he reached the top and saw the gate of tourist attractions.
“This is a tourist spot of Waruwangi hill. The lmayan kang mask ticket. For motorcycles only five thousand rupiah, while for cars it is fifteen thousand rupiah. Want to sign in?” tanya kang ojek offered. Arka thought a little before she finally refused.
“No kang, I want to cepet up to home,” reject Arka quickly.
“Eh really kang. Wow very beautiful yes here, there is a cafe and Resto also yes,” decak amazed Arka when passing the tourist attractions.
He actually climbed to the top of the mountain and could see the other mountain. In that place there are already many Carpet tenants, tents for family camps, swimming pools, Cafes and Restos, and many more. For many years he had not returned to his hometown, and now he was so surprised to see that everything had changed.
In the past, the village was rubbed and its development was very slow. The road was broken and extreme rocky. It can be ascertained if falling while driving on the descent or climb directly meet the divine.
“Iya kang's. Now it is built big. The unemployment rate began to decrease when this place existed. The young men who usually hang out are not clear, now can while waiting for parking,” said kang ojek excitedly.
“Including ojek also kang. Traveling to the mountains was rare. In addition to no passengers, the road was also damaged. Many are now moving to the mountains. In addition to inter-village narik, the passengers also visit this Waruwangi hill. The road is also good, smooth,” he continued to tell long times wide, times, high, times sides.
Arka felt full when she heard the story of the motorcycle taxi driver she was riding. There was a feeling he could not express at this moment. The unemployment rate has been soaring lately, and he is increasingly determined to make his business. The goal in addition to being rich is to reduce the unemployment rate in Indonesia. What a noble, right?
“Wah turns out like that huh kang. Hopefully the level of development that is here does not harm the surrounding population and hopefully it will grow, so that the unemployment rate in the village is quickly resolved,” said Arka chimed in. The man could not decipher the sweet words and tended directly to the core points.
“Akang from the original Menteng village huh kang? Whose father? Who knows I know,” asked kang ojek began to be curious.
“Asli atuh kang's. My father Mr. Burhan, owner of BurKa dam in the region,” replied Arka quickly.
“Oalah. I know Mr. Burhan. Formerly the Original PlayBoy in the village, until it can be found Nyai Fatimah village flowers. By the way, my parents are healthy all right?” tanya kang ojek getting excited, when getting to know the parents of the passengers.
“Father healthy, but mamah has died when I SMA,” replied Arka honestly.
“Sorry I don't know, so sorry kang. Understandably I also just returned to this village after being overseas, two years ago. I'm curious about the name of Mr. Burhan's master BurKa. What does it mean?” tanya kang ojek felt bad and immediately shifted the subject.
“There. Burhan Arka,” replied Arka relaxed.
“Oalah, so the name akang Arka yes,” said kang ojek while chuckling.
“Iya.”
“Already to kang,” said kang ojek right in the gate of menteng village. It turned out that during his conversation with the taxi driver, he had missed a beautiful river bridge. The Vila Al-Husna.
“Thank you kang,” said Arka while thrusting a piece of money in deep blue towards the kang ojek.
“Ah don't need kang. Itung-itung now just an introductory sign. Mr. Burhan is a childhood friend after all. My greetings are the same Mr. Burhan yes,” said kang ojek then nodded his excuse sign and immediately put forward his motorbike back.
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