The Story of the Mother of the Bodyguard
a good woman

after the funeral, everything seemed calm and the mothers were doing njai ikhlasan.

they also moved so after one house Pak lurah then moved to the house Bu duk.

being in a meatball food stall that is open in a place that includes quite quiet.

because the road is a way through the village, but not with the meatball stalls.

the stall was so crowded visited even the fame of the meatballs was very large, not a few visitors who brought luxury cars.

just like that afternoon, the newly finished Zaka taught in one of the classes called Waka studentship.

"excuse me sir, is there a spa looking for me?" ask Zaka who is facing the man.

"sir zaka why tense so, I just want to say, we all want to go to the meatballs that are vital, want to follow not because I was just spitting the message first afraid not to be part," said mr. Duro.

"sorry sir, I have to go home, but you mean that meatball stall in the middle of the village paved road right?" ask zaka who made sure again.

"iya pak zaka, indeed why, oh yes there it is very difficult if not order first, but the new stall but processed meat is very tasty," said Mr. Duro who is a true meatball lover.

"no sir, I just go home, because my wife sent a message just now" said the man who immediately left home.

"yes, even though I want to invite you to eat well, it's okay sometime, then" said Mr. Duro.

Zaka nodded and thanked him, even though he passed the meatball stall.

but he was not interested in the slightest because he knew dpa done by the owner of the stall.

how not, he who was sensitive to such a thing, could see so many creepy sodok around the stall.

so he sat on the porch because it looked lonely the house, before long there was Rudi who just came home from school.

"loh mas zaka here, waiting for mbak Sekar ya,"

"yes, deck, how come you just got home from school, you're not tired of the deck?" asked Zaka who made the boy smile.

"i'm actually tired, but I want to know how else, there are Scout activities that must be followed, so it doesn't matter" the boy replied laughing.

"alright but remember you also need a break, but by the way this house people where all, how lonely?"

"you know, but I'm not hungry, I'm really lager and my pocket money runs out" said the boy.

"yes we have waited, there are usually Mbah-mbahs that sell green bean porridge that often pass by here," replied Zaka.

and sure enough, before long there was a man passing by ontel bike carrying his wares.

"Change! green bean porridge," said zaka who called the man.

he called all the children to eat together.

and of course all he did was treat him because he wanted to share today.

it is unexpected that Sekar and the mothers who went to teach finally came home, and in the mothers also got the ijo bean porridge as well.

"what is this in order?"

"in order yes want it," replied zaka.