Holiday Matters

Saturday morning, Sena is starting her morning activities by getting ready to go to school. After everything was finished, he left using a motorbike taxi in front of his housing complex. It didn't take long for him to reach high school. When he wanted to go to class he already had a bad feeling. It's true that of all the classes, only Sena's class is like a Blackpink concert.

"Hey Sen!! Here Lo!” Shouts Yara friend with low morals.

As soon as he arrived, he was greeted with a loud, soul-shaking scream from Yara.

“What? "It's really exciting to meet Jaehyun bae," Sena wondered.
"Well, that's good if you ask, here we are, I'm Dera I and Dewa are planning a holiday," said Yara.
"Hah? Holiday?" Sena asked.
"Hooh, tomorrow is Sunday, right? We'll be on our way in the afternoon. Well, let's go home and prepare our things, I've also prepared accommodation close to the beach," continued Dewa, the noble child.
"Wow, the story is that the sultan's son was treated to a treat?" Sena said sparklingly.
"That's true, if you don't accept it, you will lose yourself," said Dera.
"Oh, if you knew like this, I would be at the front," said Sena enthusiastically.
"Yuuu, you don't have capital!!" Sarkas Yara, Dera Idan together.
"It's difficult to keep the elites from looking at it," Sena said sarcastically.

Ring ring ring
The bell rang sweetly, now it's time to go home.
After the teacher left the classroom, everyone immediately rushed to their house, but not Sena CS, they were busy discussing holiday plans.

"Hey, what about it, whose house will we meet at?" Idan asked.
"At my house there are my cousins ​​who are visiting each other," answered Yara.
"Same, where are my grandmother and grandfather too?" Dera answered.
"It's just my house, don't make any noise!" Sena said. And finally everyone agreed to gather at Sena's house.

Until when he comes home from school, Sena usually lazes around to rest, but he takes the time to prepare for the holidays.

By 15.23 everyone was present at Sena's residence, and Dewa, who was their treat and driver, was ready. I don't know how embarrassed I am, I've been treated and asked to be driven again, which vehicle is God's car, everyone has good morals.

When I was putting my luggage in the trunk of the car suddenly...
~wayahee the moment of the real pentol moment~
The passing pentol is able to seize the attention of the teenagers.

"Wow, that's a pentol," said Yara.
“MANGG!! STOP MANG!” A spoiled, booming scream came from none other than Sena's mouth.
"Basically, when I'm so busy, I still have time to buy a pentol, why not buy it again," said Idan.

After buying the pentol, Sena helped lift their items into the trunk. But yes, his name is Jamet bin Kudet's son. They carry various things, so one car trunk is not enough, so Dera is behind himself carrying the things that are not enough. If anyone else brings a carpet, then Dera will hug the carpet like he's hugging her, cheers.

Dewa is automatically in the driver's seat, and next to him is Idan, then in the middle seat is Yara. I'm still outside because I finished the pentol and then threw it away in the Semarangan trash (don't be an example, Yagesya :).

"Hey, hurry up Sena!" Yara raged.
“Swabar anjwir guwe maswih makwan!” Sena said while chewing the full pentol in his mouth.

Then Sena came in and saw behind Dera that Dera's condition was very pathetic, having to share a place with things that didn't make sense to take her on holiday with.

"Wow, do we feel like we're going to run away?" Sena said then the others laughed at that.
When Dewa wanted to start his car, the car wouldn't start.
"I just told you to hurry and don't walk!" Annoyed Sena.
"Just be patient, the car has a short circuit," said Dewa.
"Yeah, where's Juned's short-circuited car? Your brain is short-circuited!" Sarkas Dera, who was busy arranging things, was actually already so messy that it was ready to be thrown away, but for some reason they took it with them.

"Have you filled up with petrol yet, Dew?" Idan asked.
"Oh yeah, I haven't filled up the gas yet!" Dewa said he would be stupid.
“Damn it!” Suddenly everyone agreed with one word.

"Wow, what about this, there are no petrol stations around Sena's house, I had to postpone it, yagesya," said Dewa.
"Wow, you know I can't bring this much stuff, I'm going to sell it, I swear!" Yara said.
"You're delicious, you brought me the one who got sick!" Dera is annoyed.
"Yeah, come down!" Sena sarcasm.

There's a field at my house, so let's make a little picnic, and then we'll eat together, you know, tell the sultan to pay for it because I'm suing for divorce, that's it for the holidays," suggested Sena and the moral creature easily accepted it.

There's a lot of excitement about holidays, understandably, if you're a housewife, you don't know about holidays, it's different from rich people's kids. That's the story of a holiday that was postponed because of petrol.