Passion Love Noni Dutch
Section 5
...THE PASSION OF LOVE NONI NETHERLANDS...
...Author by: David Khanz...
...Section 5...
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“Padahat it is better to stay in the city, yes?” He looked up at the kitchen ceiling and imagined something. “The news in the city of supporting facilities is more complete. Not much public transport is available. Unlike in our village, everything relies on sado and horse.”
“Terus .. If the young Juragan lives in the city, who is the female scout with? Time left alone?” Odah frowned.
“There are we-we and other workers, ‘kan?” answer me briefly.
“Bedah, Ijah. Close to us, compared to family. Moreover, the young Juragan was the only daughter of the Juragan. Which mother, anyway, wants to be away from her child? You are this ...” said Odah with round lips. Their other friend patted Ijah's arm while saying, “Your base, Ijah. Talk, really, don't think about it, anyway?”
“From you from earlier keep quiet, Enok,” reply Ijah does not want to lose accompanied by giggling laugh. “Ence chat. Don't focus too much on work. Hihihi.”
The third woman called Enok laughed.
“Eh, shhhtt ...” Odah beckoned to his two friends as soon as he saw the gloomy look of the Flower. In unison the two of them stopped laughing and looked at each other. “Neng Flowers, why moody? What's up?”
“Ah, no,” replied Flowers quickly realized it has become a matter of attention. “Nothing.”
“True nothing?” investigate Odah who is most often talked compared to the two friends, Ijah and Enok. Answer Flowers finally, “Entah, Ceu. From earlier ... I thought of Aa Hanan continuously. It was already this late afternoon, still not arriving home. Where to, yeah?”
Odah glanced at Ijah and Enok.
“Maybe there is an obstacle on the way, Neng,” thought Ijah had guessed.
“Can also ... The young scout suddenly finds a sick villager, then tries to help treat him. Young scouts ‘kan doctor. Yes, no, Ijah? Enok?”
The two women in question nodded. Timpal Ijah, “It could be so, anyway. But ...”
“But let alone, anyway, Ijah?” This time it was Enok who asked.
“If the sick is ... young and beautiful women, how?”
“You mean young scouts fall cin-“
“Ssttt!” Odah crossed his fingers in front of his lips and hissed strongly, until unconsciously spitting a little splash of saliva into the face of the closest person. Sage.
“Iiihh!”
“You guys if you talk to that please look at the situation!” sentak Odah back while playing both eyeballs. Moving to the side. Precisely pointing to the existence of the figure of the Flower. “Abviously no, anyway?”
“O, yes. Sorry ... forgot,” said Enok suddenly felt bad. He's down. Dare not look at the face of Hanan's lover. While Ijah himself was busy wiping his face with the tip of the cloth, then frowning after smelling a distinctive aroma on his clothes. Then quickly inched away from where Odah was.
“You were ... What's up, anyway, Ijah? There ‘kan is still free, why now even move here?” enok asked in wonder as soon as Ijah sat ‘mendeplok’ nearby.
“I was lazy to sit near Ceu Odah,” replied Ijah whispered. Enok's eyebrows are rising a little. Ask back, “Why?”
Ijah glanced for a moment towards Odah. I was worried that the woman was watching them. In fact, Odah was watching the flowers. Whisper Ijah then after feeling safe, “Local rain, Nok.”
“Local rain? You mean?” Ijah was famous for a long time when thinking. It took him a long time to digest the difficult sentences his brain deciphered.
“Mouth Ceu Odah gushed continuously. You just don't get it, do you, Nok? Basic!”
“Funny plate, Nok.”
“Iya, but I want to laugh at it now, Ijah. Hihihi.”
“Basic!”
While Odah himself does not care about his two friends who are busy giggling. For the woman, the gloomy flowers actually attract more attention. Ask Odah then, “Neng Flowers are okay, ‘kan? Forgive us for our words, Neng. We were just joking.”
Flowers shakes while smiling. “Ah, it's okay, really, Ceu. Just relax.”
“Hopefully nothing happened to the young Scouts, yes, Neng?”
“Aamiin, China. Thank you for your prayers.”
“Iya, Neng. After all, even if the young Juragan comes now, the food can not be served.”
“Lho, why, Ceu?”
Smiling at the dikulum. “Soal ... Neng Flowers cook while contemplating. Hihihi.”
“Ah, Ceu Odah could have. I think it's true. Hehehe,” said Flower suddenly felt his arms cold. “Then, we speed up immediately, Ceu. Let Aa Hanan come later, everything is ready to be presented.”
“Iya, Neng.”
Out of curiosity, Bunga immediately rubbed the skin of his arm. Kinda damp. Then bring the palm of the former swab closer to the nose, and ....
‘Hhmmm, kok .. smell, anyway?’ muttered Flowers in astonishment while glancing to the side. The place where Odah is.
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“Stop in front of the gate of the house there,” Roosje's word to Dirman as soon as the sado turn, down the small road uphill winding. Seemed to stand magnificent a typical architectural building of western European style with a wall patterned arrangement of stone temples with black dominance. Has a large green yard full overgrown with a variety of flowers.
“We stop here, Mang,” Hanan told Dirman once the direction Roosje pointed to was cleared. Answer the old man while pulling the horse's control rope, “I already know and heard earlier, Den.” He poked to himself in front of the coachman's bench.
“Hhmmm,” deham Roosje heard the chattering of the two men. Seemed haughty with unfriendly eyes.
Suddenly the gate leaf split in two, then suddenly appeared two men in special uniforms armed from the inside. “Nona Roos!” call one of them as soon as you see Roosje above sado. “Big Master Guus is just about to go looking around Miss.”
“Niet, Gert. No need to do that. I'm back home. Waar, Papa?” tanya Roosje after getting off from sado.
The man called Gert gave the order to his friend, “Koen, tell Big Master Guus, Miss Roos is home.”
“Siap, carry out!” reply Koen directly ran a small into the gate. While Gert carefully watched the figure of Hanan who stood beside sado. Asked the reddish-skinned man with a thick mustache across almost half his lips then, “ ... and you guys, who en how could find Miss Roos, hhmmm?”
Hanan tried to answer calmly. “S-me ... uh, we .. hhmmm, was on the road ...”
“It just so happened that he found me on a street, Gert. I fell off the horse, couldn't walk at all, and it hurt my ankle. He also took me home until I got here. So, you do not try to think of all sorts.”
“Of course not, Miss,” reply Gert still fixed staring at the figure of Hanan. “Just a little want to know who he is.”
Hanan smiled. Bending down for a while while crossing your arms at the chest, then said, “O, yes .. My name is Hanan.“
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