short story entitled: JENGEK

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well on this post I will post about a little about short stories.
what is a short story, well short story is a short story is one type of literature that describes the story or story about human beings along with the ins and outs through short and short writing.

now directly to the short story:

Short story Edi Miswar Mustafa

the title is: JENGEK

the air is fresh today. Marzuman sucked his cigarette with
pleasant feeling. It's great fun. The sea is visible
through the gap of kuala. He stared northward.

A couple of labi-labi boats started to enter. Sure is expensive-expensive.
Sekilo 25 thousand. But not the boat that goes in, he thought.
Left hand on left eyebrow.

Again he looked more focused. Not yet visible boatnya. Patient
only, he thought again. Maknu already called from the sea. They
can be 27 fiber.

"There are 27 fibers. Three more fibers have been distributed. Yes a lot
once jengek in Meureudu. It's different from Panteraja. "
let me know. Marzuwan can imagine the position of Pawang Maknu moment
call him. Definitely while eating in the kitchen. Several times he was into the sea,
Maknu hobby sitting alone in the back, in the kitchen. If anything
who talks to her, she is silent.

"Piyoh, Toke Zuman," Ramli said, wiping the table. Marzuman
did not say anything. Sit, look left and right at the coffee shop
then silence. Looks like you're considering: want to drink
or not.

"What message, Toke Zuman?" Ramli asked. His right hand still
wiping the table. "Later," Marzuman said, reaching into her pants pocket, pulling out
cigarettes Dji Sam Soe Premium, then issued a gas lighter and
turn it on. One or two people who entered greeted him, "Toke ..."
Marzuman just nodded, raising his right hand slightly.

"Drink, Toke Zuman ..." bargained the people at the coffee shop. Again Marzuman just nodded with a small smile and raised her right hand slightly.

In the past, when he was just a lie, there was someone who scolded him. Now when it's so toke boat, he's greeted everywhere. "Toke Zuman," she whispered
in the heart.

In fact, when so jengek, his nickname is Pliek. God damn it.
When you think of the name, if anyone looks at it, then
would look Marzuman was smiling sadly, then, all of a sudden,
his face turned ruthless.

Marzuman remembers who called him Pliek. Until all that time
called him Pliek. To the extent that her girl also called her Pliek. Now he has
married and have three children, ex-girl also have married.

"Bang Pliek, to Batee Iliek yok," she used to call.
Fortunately now no one dared call him Pliek. If
there is, somehow. What a ridiculous thing anyone would call him
'Toke Pliek'.

The person who named him Pliek is Bang Irsan. Now go to sea
with Bang Jamin. He does not have a boat anymore. Forced to go fishing together
other people. That's who Pliek's name is. Because, when he renewed
so jengek, he ever eat lively pliek u in the boat. Apparently
crumbs pliek enter into the stern of the boat. When you go to sea, Bang Irsan
kissing the pliek that annoys him so when he comes home, much less
they go home without taking home the catch, start it
called Pliek.

There is no such thing as naughty as he is. Another nasty friend there is
named Bakong Asoe, Bieng Bangka, Dapu Itam, Mieng Kuala, Komakah,
Komajih. Anyway better and very very good than
Pliek.

The thought of the name was finished when someone was on the river bank

shouted toward Ramli's coffee shop, "Toke Zuman, the boat has entered kuala."
Marzuman slowly moved from the chair, rode the motor and to the TPI.
For over 10 years he has become a toke. The one who called him Pliek
he always remembered. The person from the famous handler becomes the handler
usually become the 'friends' of the other sailors are always monitored.

But, one time, when Bang Irsan asked to borrow money to him, he
really could not help him. He remembered how
too, thanks to Bang Irsan he is familiar with the sea.

His playmates in elementary school used to play football in front of the mosque,
but he had to wash the boat, take the gasoline to the market. Bang Irsanlah who is
asked him, "Want to wash my boat?" asked Bang Irsan at that time. He is new
home fishing crabs and bathing near the boat Bang Irsan.

"Want to," she replied. Finally, he did not have time to relax kites,
bude aneuk finger, bude aneuk siren, bude trieng, play marbles,
even playing geude-geude in the garden of Chik Miyam trained Suman Gentot.

Occasionally, during school holidays, he was taken into the sea. At that time
he is still in junior high school. When he graduated, he decided he was no longer going to school
though very eager. "How, Mak. I go to school or to the sea, "
he asked mak one night.

"It's up to you," the mak replied. Since father was hit
TB, just mak work. Mak weaving pandan mats. Sometimes
make adee cake if there is a message. The harvest season, mak
help the rich, whose land is wide.

Finally he decided to go to sea. First with Bang Irsan.
Because Bang Irsan often menyakinya with pliek khieng,
then he went out to sea with Bang Joker. Maybe only a year
half, he exchanged the handler again.

Bang Joker he said at that time somewhat less understand how to fish
fish in the sea, but always know-it-all. Hence the catch
less. Besides, one more, Bang Joker likes his little sister. He is not
like the man was quiping Mail Check, husband Check Marni, who works
selling cendol to each subdistrict town according to the day of the week
each.

Bang Joker is still shy when speaking
with him. In fact, he was no longer angry with everyone who made it
used to be annoying. Although, sometimes, remembering the past, he was somewhat angry
and sad.

"The past, the youth, the most decisive part of life,"
one time he read this note at the foot of the TTS booklet. She is grateful
ever ridiculed. Ever degraded. He remembered that he was often told by his best friend
stingy. And, that's right. He wants to collect as much gold as possible.

"Remember. Buy gold. If you do not have gold, nobody wants to get married
with you, "wrote a message. Hearing it first did it
shy. But he obeyed his advice. He kept the same money
mak. Maklah who later informed us that the gold was so and so
buy boat thep-thep. From one thep-thep boat he bought two, three, and four.

Then he bought a nets boat. And now, he has a two-seater fishing boat. Boat debris
five. Boat thep-thep two. In addition to having a boat, he also bought
a number of rice fields. This is also a guide. I give an example of Toke Play. Previously
rich in boats. But, when Toke Main died, his boat was managed the same
his children, and eventually the Toke Main children fall poor. "Buy a field.

Do not just buy a boat. Buy cows, take care of them, then the results
for the two. "All the advice of her mother was fulfilled. To those who ask him
how to save money, he tells the story of his mother and the extra,
"Do not go too often in a coffee shop. Not stingy. But sometimes
we do not realize, one day alone, we drink up to four times at the stall
coffee. Yes, right? "

Marzuman sucked cigarettes at Ramli's coffee shop in the afternoon. Wind
The cool sea plays its cheek now
like girls cheek. While eating the fruit of geureumbang and your plie, it
order coffee in the direction of a stall watching a sinetron
India at Indosiar. "Li. . ., "He shouted," a coffee pot! "

well so much about the short story hopefully entertained.