ABHIMANYU WORLD

Chapter LXXI: Birthday Invitation

The long-awaited moment has arrived. After satisfying the shopping cravings, we stopped by the food-court to satisfy the culinary cravings. Long time no walk far, quite tired also felt in the legs. During work I spent more time sitting glaring at the computer screen, so that the leg muscles are still shocked when invited to walk a bit far.

Cold flowing lemon tea soaks the esophagus while waiting for food to be served. Mamah Dahlia was busy checking her groceries. He is among the meticulous. The type of shopping is contained in one long list from A to Z. No wonder, he is a businessman who is required to be observant with his work.

“So already bought sewing needles yet huh?” ask Mamah Dahlia.

“It's done, Mah. I bought a set. Less?” answer Dahlia.

“No! But I feel like something is incomplete. What yes?” Mamah Dahlia frowned while remembering.

As an aged person, his memory was quite strong. Small items that are considered trivial do not escape his attention. Even this young man often has amnesia. Because of the stacking of problems in the brain, sometimes I forget the small things such as the location of the key, forget to put the phone and so on.

Fortunately, I was still sane to distinguish which one was Dahlia, which one was Laras and which one was Lusi.

Taraa!

The dish I was waiting for has come. I missed a few roast chicken today. The menu I got from the company gradually caused acute boredom. Want to buy something different outside, afraid of running out of money. Between sparing and stingy just different thin. I'm caught between the two. Therefore, I do not waste this opportunity, there are those who treat.

Drrrtt!

Drrrtt!

Just a few mouthfuls, my phone vibrated. The pleasure of roasted chicken is slightly disturbed. Scroll the name of the caller that flashes on the phone screen.

Ms. Roffi Kantor is calling ....

Rather worried, between lifting or not. I'm afraid he'll talk about work. I don't like interruptions on holidays like this. In my agenda, there is no office business, just want to enjoy free time. So I better just ignore it.

“Tuh phone!” Dahlia reminded, while enjoying her favorite ramen noodles.

“From office kok!” short answer.

“Kok not lifted?”

“Lazy! Mostan talking about work. Already know the holiday, still talking about work. Let's just!” tepisku.

“Yes who knows important. Lift it up first! Mamah also, sometimes call employees during holidays, but do not talk about work anyway.”

Rather than arguing with Dahlia, I finally relented. Maybe Dahlia was right, sometimes there's an emergency to talk about. With a little laziness I raised that call as well.

“Halo ...,” my greet with a lazy tone.

“Halo, Bi! Sorry to interrupt your holiday. Do you have any events today?” bu Roffi's voice across sounded excited.

“This is again the same way friends, Mom. What's up, Mom?”

“Ooh. Kirain is at home. If you don't bother, I'll invite you. Today is Vina's birthday, but it's not celebrated at home. Vina to be celebrated in Surabaya. Who knows you could attend. It was also wrong to have an impromptu invitation. Sorry yes, Bi!” There was a disappointed tone from the sentence that Bu Roffi said.

“What time is the invitation. Who knows if you can come!”

“Four hours in the afternoon at Plaza Tunjungan. We are still at home. Soon to launch to Surabaya!”

“Sama-sama. Bring your girlfriend, too, Mom. If any!”

“Hehehe. I am still single Mom!”

Inevitably, I have to attend an invitation from Ms. Roffi. If I had invited a commoner or one I didn't know very well, I would have refused. Since the invite is the leader, it must be cultivated.

“What invitation, Bi?” ask Dahlia.

“Eh, it's my boss's son's birthday in the company. Later in the afternoon in Tunjungan. I just don't know if I can come or not. It was a surprise invitation!” my lament.

“Oh, how to make your announcement single everything!”

“Joke just now, Dahlia. Hehe. Mmm ... How good is it? Coming or not?”

“Come alone! Not good if the leader invites,” advice Dahlia.

“It wants that. Uh, I bought all these gifts. What good girl? Dolls only time yes!”

“Designs are good. Not all girls like dolls. I'd rather play robot than Barbie!”

I'm speechless. If her daughter is like Dahlia, she obviously doesn't like to play dolls. But it can't also generalize that all girls are like Dahlia. I believe that species like Dahlia are very rare and need to be preserved.

After filling my stomach, I planned to buy gifts at a toy store in the mall as well. Many dolls with cute characters, so it is a bit confusing to choose.

What characters does Vina like?

After choosing, I saw the price attached. The price is very stressful. What power, I must keep buying, because there is no way I buy a doll that is commonly sold in the market. Bu Roffi is a top class who knows the quality of goods, no matter the price. In honor of myself, I can't buy you a gift at random.

To note here, I bought a doll from my own pocket, not a dime from Dahlia!

The shopping event ended when the sun almost docked at the culmination point. A little tired, but it's okay. The mind is also pretty fresh seeing a lot of people today. Especially having a free lunch. Mother is right, silaturrahmi can extend life and increase sustenance.

After arriving at Dahlia's house, I hurried back to the rented house because later in the afternoon I had to attend an invitation from Bu Roffi. Kind of lazy actually. In my shadow, the children's birthday show can not be separated with singing events, balloons and clowns. Most likely, I'll be the only man on that birthday. Because, usually those who accompany birthday children are mothers.

What scares me the most is actually the view of people when I accompany Ms. Roffi on her son's birthday. Gossip can blow, because my presence can indeed provoke suspicion. Ms. Roffi is a single parent, of course my presence will be an easy target for bounty makers.

I hope Mr. Imron wasn't invited to the event.

There are still a few hours before the birthday party starts. I'd love to lie down for a while to unwind. The burning earth of Surabaya this afternoon seemed to make me drown myself in a pool of water full of ice cubes. A small rotating fan limped in the room, as if unable to disentangle the sultry feeling. If there is sustenance later, I plan to buy a new fan.

Oya, how's Laras?

I hope he's done with his lost wallet, too. The affection appeared to Laras, but after I studied it more deeply, the affection for Laras is more like the affection of a brother to a sister. Though the family seems to really hope to be with Laras. Unfortunately, I need someone who is more soul-stirring.

Is that Dahlia with all her kindness and sincerity?

I'm not sure either.

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