Love The Village Youth
Chapter 7

Getting a sharp look from Diska, Rama suddenly panicked. He again tried to contact his friend, many times he contacted his friend still could not be contacted.

“What's up?” tanya uci Desmi was astonished to see the expression of Diska and Rama.

“This is uci, my goods have not arrived in this village?” answer the honest Disca.

“Who brings Diska goods?” tanya uci Desmi looked at Rama.

“Si Rudi, Uci,” replied Rama is still panicking.

“Wait a minute, maybe he's still on his way.” Uci Desmi tries to calm Diska who looks to pounce on Rama.

Before long, Rama's phone rang a sign of an incoming call, Rama immediately grabbed his phone located on the table. He immediately pressed the green button when he saw Rudi's name on the screen of his phone.

“Where are you now?” asked Rama in a slightly high tone.

“Still in Silaping, there is a problem,” replied Rudi in panic.

“What problems?” rama asked in panic.

Rudi also explained the problem he was facing, when he stopped for a moment in front of his friend's house. Suddenly a motorcycle came to Rudi's motorcycle parked on the side of the road.

The motorbike passenger picked up Diska's suitcase, then they left with a high speed motorcycle. They took Diska's big suitcase. There was only one small cloth bag.

“What?” rama shouted in panic, making uci Desmi and Diska who listened to his screams panic.

“Then how now?” rama asked Rudi.

“I don't know, I'm dizzy thinking about it,” replied Rudi was confused thinking about this problem.

“Yes already, I tried to talk about this to her, go home.” Rama hung up his phone call.

“What's up, Rama,” ask uci Desmi curious.

Rama let out a long sigh, he chose to sit on the chair to calm his mind for a moment. Uci Desmi and Diska were still looking at him curious as to what had happened.

“Diska,” said Rama started talks.

Diska frowned in confusion, waiting for the words that would come out of the mouth of Rama.

“Rudi had a disaster, when he was stopping for a moment at his friend's house. Someone has taken away your suitcase,” said Rama successfully made Diska's eyes round in disbelief.

“Yeah, then I have to how?” pekik Diska panic.

“Is there any valuables there?” rama asked ignoring Diska's panicked expression.

“All my clothes are in that suitcase!” snapped Diska pissed.

“If there is only your clothes, we can buy some clothes for you here,” said Rama gave a solution.

“Rama is right, if in your suitcase there are only your clothes, we can buy them here. In this village there are some people who sell clothes,” said uci Desmi trying to calm Diska who looks angry at Rama.

“Aaah,” Languid Diska.

He leaned his shoulders on the back of the chair irritated, he already felt sultry with the clothes he had been wearing for two days without taking a shower. They were silent, busy with their own thoughts.

“Rama, you take Diska to Dian's place. There he can choose clothes that are suitable for him, his money problems so that uci who pay!” uci Desmi's orders after a while they fell silent in the room.

“Diska, you go with Rama to buy the clothes you need, whose name is calamity no one knows.” Uci Desmi tries to calm Diska down, and hopes Diska accepts the calamity that has befallen her.

Rama standing from his seat, “ Yuk, we see clothes that fit you,” Rama invited on Diska.

This time Diska just followed Rama, he also stood up and stepped out of the house uci Desmi. They also went to the house of Dian, a clothes seller girl in Tanjung village.

A single-born widow who makes money for her and her child's needs by selling clothes in her village.

Arriving at Dian's house, a small house with a narrow shop in front of her house there are some clothes hanging. Diska descends from the motorcycle following Rama who enters into the small house.

“Dian!” call Rama screaming into Dian's house.

“Yes, wait a minute,” cried Dian from inside her house.

Not long after a woman dressed in a little open came out of the small house, she smiled flirtatiously at Rama's arrival.

“Rama, what's up?” asked the woman kindly to the handsome young man who had always been the idol of the young girls or widows in his village.

“This, he wants to see clothes,” said Rama while pointing at Diska.

Diska just smiled, while Dian looked at Diska from toe to head, she was envious to see a beautiful woman and looked very elegant, very elegant, although at this time she looks very messy but the aura of her beauty is still radiating making the eyes that look always fascinated.

“Oh, please.” Dian took Diska to her clothing stall to look around, while Rama chose to sit on a long bench in front of Dian's house. He was reluctant to accompany Diska choosing clothes.

Dian took out all her clothing collections, Diska tried to choose the clothes that were in front of her. For Diska the clothes that were in front of her at this time were far from the standard of her style.

By force, Diska chose some nightgowns and dresses that she thought were suitable for her.

"Sir, are there underwear?" asked Diska frankly, because right now she also needs the clothes to cover her valuable assets.

Quickly, Dian took out all of the underwear collections that belonged to her. Diska picky, many times he flipped his underwear in front of him, nothing felt suitable for him.

"Nobody else, brother?" tanya Diska frankly with a face that disliked some of the clothes in her hands.

Dian shook her head, "Nobody, sister," said Dian began to be annoyed by the behavior of Diska who looked down on her merchandise.

"Yes, I'll take this!" exclaim Diska while offering some be** and the most expensive CD.

According to him, the price is more expensive it means having the best quality than others.

Diska takes 3 stel nightgowns, two pcs best dresses in Dian stalls, and some underwear. She thrust her chosen clothes at Dian.

"Count, sister," said Diska commanding, making Dian flickering her lips in annoyance.

Although his heart was upset at Diska, Dian still counted the amount of his groceries.

An idea suddenly appeared in her mind, Dian could judge that the woman in front of her was currently a rich city girl.

He was thinking of pranking the city girl.

"How much total?" ask Dian Diska.

"Everything amounts to nine hundred and sixty-five thousand rupiahs," Dian replied with a sly grin on her lips.

"What?" rama's scream suddenly appeared.

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