"I'm Tired, I Want to Give Up "

Whose Traitor Is Again?

Tomorrow at the house Father, the atmosphere is so warm and crowded, especially the sound of Sya that fills the room. After breakfast, we rushed to the backyard which happened to make the garden and land grow vegetables, such as chili and onions.

Apparently the father still did not leave his hobby after the abandonment of his mother. They are a couple who are always affectionate and full of tenderness in educating their children, but still firm. Limiting our association so as not to fall into the wrong association.

In the past, mothers always picked the results of our garden to meet the needs of our kitchen. Chili and Onion almost never buy from the stall. Mothers are the type of housewives who are good at getting around kitchen affairs, if the lack of money mothers always pick vegetables from the backyard. Grateful, we are a family that is not spoiled in terms of food, especially we are just a simple family. Who are accustomed to living in simplicity.

Remembering the past is hard and fun. With my mother, we were complete and our happiness was perfect. Now, I only have memories and only prayers that I can send at the end of my prayers.

"Sir... This cassava is old, it can be removed yet, huh?" asked Mas Eagle enthusiastically when he saw Cassava growing large and leafy leafy.

"It was young, because his father was only three months old. It was big and lush because it happened to be a good seed, son," said the father.

"Well this one, whose leaves are not wide and the trunk is a little small, this is old and old. This must have been the tubers," explained you sure.

Mas Eagle suddenly tried to uproot it, but how difficult it was. Once again he tried to pull the cassava rod with both his hands and....

"Pilgrand....!"

Cassava and Mas Eagle slammed into the ground. Who saw that moment spontaneously laughed, Sya who was playing ground with Nadli, chuckled until she held her stomach. This is a moment we rarely meet, a very simple thing but able to make us happy.

"Papa is very funny.look at Mother Papa's face is also a cymong similar to Dakocan, hahahaha.." sya babble accompanied by a crisp laugh. We all laughed to see the face of Mas Eagle who was spouted by the ground. Mas Eagle was mocked so, instead of being angry he even laughed.

Nadli and I approached Mas Elang while still laughing, then pulled his body from the ground. The cassava that Mas Eagle had managed to remove was old but not too big. I go and collect, then I wash and then I boil and fry.

Finished gardening, everything I asked to take a shower first to enjoy a simple surprise like me.

When all had gathered in the middle room, I came from the direction of the kitchen while carrying a large plate of fried Cassava which had been removed by Mas Elang. This is my processed cassava, a simple recipe from my late mother.

"Fried cassava....!" seruku while putting a plate containing fried cassava in the middle of the four men I love.

All hunted my fried Cassava, one and one moment reached their mouths, the still hot Cassava slowly entered into the mouth. He seemed to withstand the heat, impatiently he bit the still hot cassava and then his dikulum before chewing to reduce the heat on the teeth and tongue.

"Yes, hold on a second, it's still hot!" my perspiration.

"Fuhhh, fuhhh.. Hot Mommy!" he said while blowing Singkong which is still in his hand.

"Here it is, Om fanin ya Cassava let it be a bit cold." Nadli took the initiative to separate Cassava for Sya, then fanned by used books that were nearby.

"Ihhh, right Mother, not hot anymore. But it's still warm. Cassava made by Mother is very tasty and crispy. It also feels right," said Sya praising my fried Cassava.

"Yes it could be, the time of the Cassava made by Mother is delicious, indeed I like it?" manya curious. "Flame, this is very tasty and crunchy. Isn't that right, Pah?" His words were convincing, then threw a question at Mas Eagle. Mas Eagle nodded with a mouth filled with fried Cassava.

How happy my heart is to see around me, the people I love are laughing happily enjoying my Fried Cassava treat. Really, happiness is simple.

We also chatted about anything including discussing Nadli school. Mas Elang pay special attention, even Mas Elang can finance Nadli if the lecture later.

"Son Eagle... I want to thank you for the kindness of Nak Elang all this time to us. This store and house to be good like this is thanks to Nak Eagle, this is enough for Father. You do not want to continue to trouble Nak Eagle," said the Father slightly lowered his head.

"Father said what, the Eagle only carries out the duties of the Eagle as a child. Eagle married Nada, that means Eagle has a duty as a child to his parents," said Eagle straightforwards. You look even more embarrassed by the attitude of Mas Eagle like that.

"Father just doesn't want to be a burden on Nak Eagle, so stop sending money to you, let Nak Eagle focus on the Nak Eagle family. The business of the store and the tire patch have been quite a income," said the father finally ventured.

"Sir, there is no need to be confused with my gift, I have no other purpose than my affection for parents, the Father is my in-laws, he said, so it's the same that my father is my parent. So, do not hesitate with my gift as a child," said Mas Elang make you can not interrupt again.

I seemed to be pinched with all the words of Mas Elang just now, as if touching myself who was not friendly with Mother. Though Mas Eagle to the Father is so dear and respectful, while I? Mom and I are like Tom and Jerry, and there are things that trigger disagreements. Can I be nice to Mom after this? But does mom always make me hurt?

In the afternoon, Mas Elang said goodbye to Mr and Nadli. We're back in town, even though I honestly still miss my father and Nadli, my sister. Finally, we got home, welcomed by Security and Bi Narti. Mom and Sonia are no longer in this house.

Two weeks later after returning from my hometown, Mas Elang suddenly got bad news about his restaurant outside the city. PerkaSya Restaurant has been guaranteed people at the bank. Mas Eagle does not believe, who else would dare to betray him now?

Mas Eagle entered the room with a face of wrath and wrath. He opened a special cabinet where the storage of files, archives and valuable papers.

"Arghhhh..it is impossible....!" yell Mas Eagle wrathfully. I who heard and saw Mas Eagle like that, was frightened and sad. Confused, actually what has happened with PerkaSya Restaurant?