THE MUHAMMED BUNGALOW - ON THE PORC

THE MUHAMMED BUNGALOW - ON THE PORCH

'Koi tho kholo yaar' he mused under his breath, while waiting on the steps outside the ornate wooden door of his bungalow - what a day to have forgotten to take the house keys along?

'Its ok Jalal...' she smiled reassuringly 'You'd said Ammi's not at home na...so maybe Shantamma's busy...she'll come...'

'Yeah right' he thought to himself. He really did not need any more misadventures for then! As it is, he'd had to shell most of his grand schemes for the day - what little he'd planned better not go any more pear-shaped than it already had!

'No gifts...no birthday bash...no fancy restaurants...and nothing too far away, since I have to get home on time to celebrate the rest of the eve with my family' had been the 'few' conditions she'd put forth when he'd set about making plans. Nope, she hadn't left him with very many options!

Nevertheless, he HAD managed to think up something and pleasantly surprised her on this special day that was her 23rd birthday!

'Hey' she muttered, slipping her hand around her boyfriend's elbow 'I enjoyed the whole tour...'

Balancing the cake box in one hand, he cast her a glance. It was obvious from the dreamy twinkle in her eyes that she was still revelling in 'The tour'. That the picnic he'd planned thereafter had to be abandoned - what with the park having turned out to be a mosquito paradise - hadn't disappointed her in the least. Nor was she bothered that the specially-ordered cake hadn't been cut yet - the suffocating traffic on the way back meant he couldn't take a detour to any other picnic spot.

'You know Jalal' she continued - aware of what was running on his mind 'I've visited the Golconda Fort before...but, today was undoubtedly special... walking through the stone structures with my hand in yours...glimpsing at the majestic monument... and then at sunset...catching a view of the entire city of Hyderbad from the top while standing beside you...it was magical...'

Her words worked like a charm and he found himself uplifted in no time. With a boyish wink, he put his arm around her shoulder 'Well, WHATEVER makes Ms Singh happy...makes this fella happy too!'

Nodding her head in playful approval, she then made a note of the time on her watch. It was getting late and she needed to get going in the next twenty minutes - at the latest!

Following another round of bell-ringing from both, Jodha stepped back and folded her arms - waiting for someone to attend to the door. As she resumed her casual chatter with Jalal during the subsequent wait, a round-ish pebble on the ground caught her attention. Unbeknown to her, she commenced toying it with her feet sometime thereafter. Shuffling the pebble to and fro, she'd even mentally set herself an aim - that is, to score a goal between two flower pots, a short distance away.

Soon enough, Jodha was kicking the stone about with increased vigour - not realizing when her focus had steadily shifted away from the conversation. After all, the new pastime she'd just discovered was an excellent way to while time.

Having been watching her actions with delight so long, Jalal eventually decided to butt into the game - the lure of a pretend football match with his beloved was too tempting!

'Stop it Jalal' she hit his arm, when he'd managed to tackle the stone away from her thereon 'That's cheating...it was my game'

'But, that's no way to play it...' he teased her - knowing it'd only annoy her more 'Shall I show you how its done...'

'No thanks...' Jodha nearly nudged him away - she needed no 'expert' advice right then 'MY pebble...MY game...MY rules...so, I'll play it whichever way I want...'

'Don't push me...' the amused senior mocked, perceiving how competitive she was getting 'Cake gir jaayegaa'

The short scuffle that ensued between the two was adorably sporty - featuring irked frowns from the losing junior and victorious smirks from the winning senior. Thankfully, the compound walls of Bungalow number 23 were tall enough to shield them from the street or they'd have had an audience by then.

A few minutes later, Jalal was about to take advantage of the game during a momentary lull, but Jodha had had enough. Since the skilled athlete had an unfair advantage over her, she'd decided that she had every right to do something drastic to win too. In a flash, the unwitting man found himself startled by some hilarious sensations - his ribs were being tickled by her fingers as she fought her way through. By the time Jalal could overcome the underhanded tactics - she'd swiftly grabbed the opportunity, kicked the stone and scored a goal.

'Ouch' she winced a second later and then, 'Yayyy' she shouted aloud. Yeah, she'd bruised her leg a bit, but what was more important was that she'd won!

'Oy that's a foul...' he chuckled at her cute victory dance, while taking support of the pillar to balance himself

'Whatever...but I still won...'

'Jodha' he suddenly grimaced with concern - he'd noticed the blood oozing from her toe 'You've hurt yourself'

'Yeah...yeah...' she dismissed his woes 'Sandals and salwar are not the ideal 'football' dress code...I know!'

Just then, their banter was interrupted when the entrance door finally opened. An excited Robbie immediately strutted out to greet his friends - a pleasant middle-aged lady followed suit. Catching sight of the maid who'd finally made her entry, the much-relieved Jalal bowed down to her - like one would to royalty 'Oh! Dhanya ho Shantamma...dhanya ho...we've only been waiting here for 15 minutes, you know!'

Abashed by her overlook and even more so by his theatrics, the lady scratched her head sheepishly 'Sorry...sorry ayya...Madam is out...Balaji has gone to the shops...and I was in the bathroom...'

'Jalal' Jodha gently prodded him - biting her lip so she didn't end up giggling at the funny scene between master and maid 'Come on...I WANT to cut the cake NOW...'

He turned to her with an I'm-not-amused look 'Let's tend to your foot first...'

'No let's tend to my cake first...' she covered her forehead, pretending to be exhausted 'I'm STARVING after having played such a gruelling game...'

'W...what...' he broke out into a chuckle, entertained by her cute tantrum 'Fine...fine'

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 2:

THE MUHAMMED BUNGALOW - ON THE PORCH 'Koi tho kholo yaar' pikirnya dalam hati, sambil menunggu di tangga di luar pintu kayu hiasan bungalow nya - apa hari sudah lupa untuk mengambil kunci rumah bersama 'Its ok Jalal ... "dia tersenyum meyakinkan" Kau mengatakan Ammi tidak di rumah na ... jadi mungkin Shantamma sibuk ... dia akan datang ... ' 'Ya benar' pikirnya. Dia benar-benar tidak membutuhkan petualangan lebih untuk itu! Seperti itu, ia harus membayar sebagian dari rencana besar untuk hari ini - apa yang sedikit ia merencanakan lebih baik tidak pergi lagi berbentuk buah pir daripada sudah! "Tidak ada hadiah ... ada pesta ulang tahun ... tidak ada restoran mewah ... dan tidak terlalu jauh, karena saya harus pulang tepat waktu untuk merayakan sisa malam dengan keluarga saya 'telah menjadi' sedikit 'kondisi dia diajukan ketika ia mulai membuat rencana. Tidak, ia tidak meninggalkan dia dengan sangat banyak pilihan! Namun demikian, ia SUDAH berhasil memikirkan sesuatu dan terkejut nya pada hari istimewa ini yang ulang tahun 23-nya! "Hey" gumamnya, menyelipkan tangannya di siku pacarnya ' Saya menikmati tur seluruh ... ' Menyeimbangkan kotak kue di satu tangan, dia melemparkan dia sekilas. Itu jelas dari binar di matanya menerawang bahwa ia masih menikmatinya dalam 'Tur'. Bahwa piknik ia direncanakan kemudian harus ditinggalkan - apa dengan taman setelah ternyata menjadi surga nyamuk - memiliki tidak kecewa nya sedikit. Juga tidak dia terganggu bahwa kue khusus-memerintahkan belum dipotong belum -. Lalu lintas mencekik dalam perjalanan kembali berarti ia tidak bisa mengambil jalan memutar untuk setiap tempat piknik lain 'Kau tahu Jalal' lanjutnya - menyadari apa yang berjalan pada pikirannya "Saya telah mengunjungi Golconda Fort sebelumnya ... tapi, hari ini tidak diragukan lagi khusus ... berjalan melalui struktur batu dengan tangan saya di hatimu ... melihat sekilas di monumen megah ... dan kemudian saat matahari terbenam ... menangkap pemandangan seluruh kota Hyderbad dari atas sambil berdiri di samping Anda ... itu ajaib ... " Kata-katanya bekerja seperti pesona dan ia menemukan dirinya terangkat dalam waktu singkat. Dengan mengedipkan mata kekanak-kanakan, dia melingkarkan tangannya di bahu nya "Yah, APA PUN membuat Ms Singh bahagia ... membuat kawan ini senang juga!" Mengangguk kepalanya persetujuan main-main, ia kemudian membuat catatan waktu pada jam tangannya. Sudah larut dan ia harus mendapatkan masuk dua puluh menit berikutnya - paling lambat Setelah putaran lain lonceng dering dari kedua, Jodha melangkah mundur dan melipat tangannya - menunggu seseorang untuk menghadiri ke pintu. Saat ia kembali obrolan santai dia dengan Jalal selama berikutnya menunggu, kerikil bulat-ish di tanah menarik perhatiannya. Tanpa diketahui, dia mulai bermain-main dengan kakinya kadang-kadang setelahnya. Menyeret kerikil ke sana kemari, dia bahkan mental mengatur dirinya sendiri tujuan - yaitu, untuk mencetak gol antara dua pot bunga, jarak yang cukup dekat. Tak lama kemudian, Jodha menendang batu tentang dengan peningkatan semangat - tidak menyadari ketika fokusnya telah terus bergeser jauh dari percakapan. . Setelah semua, hobi baru dia baru saja ditemukan adalah cara terbaik untuk sementara waktu Setelah menonton tindakannya dengan gembira begitu lama, Jalal akhirnya memutuskan untuk pantat ke dalam permainan - iming-iming yang berpura-pura pertandingan sepak bola dengan kekasihnya terlalu menggoda! "Hentikan Jalal 'dia memukul lengannya, saat ia berhasil mengatasi batu itu dari atasnya nya" Itu kecurangan ... itu permainan saya' 'Tapi, itu bukan cara untuk memainkannya ... "dia menggodanya - mengetahui hanya akan mengganggu dia lebih 'Haruskah saya akan menunjukkan bagaimana yang dilakukan ...' 'Tidak, terima kasih ...' Jodha hampir menyenggol dia pergi - ia tidak membutuhkan '' saran saat itu 'ahli kerikil MY .. .my permainan ... aturan MY ... jadi, saya akan bermain dengan cara mana saya ingin ... ' 'Jangan desak aku ... "yang geli senior yang mengejek, mengamati seberapa kompetitif dia mendapatkan' kue gir jaayegaa ' The perkelahian singkat yang terjadi antara kedua adalah adorably sporty - yang menampilkan kesal mengerutkan kening dari kehilangan nyengir junior dan menang dari senior menang. Untungnya, dinding senyawa Bungalow nomor 23 yang cukup tinggi untuk melindungi mereka dari jalan atau mereka akan memiliki penonton saat itu. Beberapa menit kemudian, Jalal hendak mengambil keuntungan dari permainan selama jeda sesaat, tapi Jodha sudah cukup. Karena atlet terampil memiliki keuntungan yang tidak adil atas, dia telah memutuskan bahwa dia memiliki hak untuk melakukan sesuatu yang drastis untuk menang juga. Dalam sekejap, orang tanpa disadari menemukan dirinya terkejut oleh beberapa sensasi lucu - tulang rusuknya sedang digelitik oleh jari-jarinya saat ia berjuang perjalanan melalui. Pada saat Jalal bisa mengatasi taktik licik -. Dia cepat menangkap peluang tersebut, menendang batu dan mencetak gol 'Aduh' dia meringis sedetik kemudian dan kemudian, 'Yayyy' teriaknya lantang. Ya, dia diremukkan kakinya sedikit, tapi yang lebih penting adalah bahwa dia telah menang! "Oy yang busuk ..." dia terkekeh di tari kemenangan lucu, sementara mengambil dukungan dari pilar untuk menyeimbangkan dirinya sendiri ' Apa pun ... tapi aku masih menang ... ' 'Jodha' tiba-tiba ia meringis dengan keprihatinan - ia melihat darah mengalir dari jari kakinya 'Kau menyakiti diri sendiri' 'Ya ... ya ...' dia diberhentikan kesengsaraan nya 'Sandal dan salwar tidak ideal' 'dress code ... aku tahu!' sepakbola Saat itu, olok-olok mereka terputus ketika pintu masuk akhirnya dibuka. Sebuah Robbie bersemangat segera melangkah keluar untuk menyambut teman-temannya - seorang wanita setengah baya yang menyenangkan mengikuti. Penangkapan melihat pembantu yang tadi akhirnya membuat entri nya, jauh-lega Jalal sujud kepadanya - seperti akan untuk royalti 'Oh! Dhanya ho Shantamma ... dhanya ho ... kita hanya menunggu di sini selama 15 menit, Anda tahu! " malu oleh mengabaikan dan bahkan lebih sehingga dengan sandiwara, wanita menggaruk kepalanya malu-malu 'Maaf ... maaf ayya ... Ibu keluar ... Balaji telah pergi ke toko-toko ... dan aku berada di kamar mandi ... ' 'Jalal' Jodha lembut didorong dia - menggigit bibir sehingga dia tidak berakhir cekikikan di adegan lucu antara master dan pembantu 'Ayo ... AKU INGIN memotong kue SEKARANG ... " Dia berbalik kepadanya dengan tampilan aku-tidak-geli 'Mari kita cenderung kaki Anda terlebih dahulu ... " "Tidak mari kita cenderung kue pertama saya ... "ia menutupi dahinya, berpura-pura akan habis" Aku KELAPARAN setelah bermain seperti permainan melelahkan ... ' 'W ... apa ... "ia pecah menjadi tertawa, terhibur oleh dia mengamuk cute 'Baik ... baik'