About A Taste

Ashamed

The morning light from behind the window curtains disturbed Wardah's deep sleep. He was able to fall asleep comfortably after dawn. Last night for Wardah can't sleep well, how not? Caca sleeps like a ronaldowati playing football. Every time he happens from his rock bed his death kicks.

Wardah's view down the wall looking for the origin of the sound of the clock ticking. This room has no wall clock. Wardah took the clock on the bedside table.

It still weighs these eyes to start the day. Caca is no longer next to him, seems to have started a new activity. I don't want Wardah to go outside. If you don't help the host.

Arriving in the kitchen, Wardah sat back at the dining table covering her face with her hands.

"If you still sleep, it's still at 6. We go to the office at 9" said Caca after realizing Wardah's arrival.

"Congratulate me to the host" replied Wardah.

"The hair is combed, tied up, not let into it! It's like a sighting!" Chirps Caca. Indeed, now Wardah's hair covers his face that is bent in his hands folded on the table.

"You're like Mother anyway!"

Wardah approached Caca who was busy kneading dough for their breakfast. He vacuumed the available rubber bands on hangers that seemed to be specific to rubber band collection. In the original tie so that his hair does not interfere. He helped Caca. Actually it does not help completely, he is only in charge of taking cooking ingredients. Caca glorifies guests who are very troublesome.

If usually in the apartment only silence and exhale Caca alone, now colored already with Wardah babble who is flashback with the story of time in their pesantren. Wardah's brilliant idea appears, he contacts Anisa to show off the two of them together. Sure enough! Anisa pokes herself and whines violently with her husband who happens to be next to Anisa. Address gets a reprimand from Mr. Rector this mah!

Tong Ting!

The apartment bell rings. Who in the morning is like this coming?

“It looks like it's Hito! Wear hijab gih!” Said Caca while putting the last dish on the table.

“Gangguin aja dah!” Grumpy Wardah, with a wave he went to the room to cover his beautiful hair.

Cklek! Wardah's become a spectacle material now. Not only Caca's lover turned out, there was also a man who drove him to look for Caca's room. Why is there him? Nothing, count the eye wash early in the morning. Gast! Wardah realizes he hasn't washed his face. It is certain that he still has a pillow face. The image of himself was diminished in front of the handsome man.

Going back to the room was caught red-handed. Now Wardah just grinned and approached the people who had gathered at the dining table.

“Wake up what bed Mbak?” Tanya Hito Caca's.

“Yes, Semalem can't sleep he said, I kick on. So he's sleeping out at dawn!” It's not Wardah who answers, but it's been interrupted by Caca. At least he doesn't have to look for a reason.

"Kirain has changed, so I accept it in bed together. It turned out to be the same" answered Wardah who was now sitting next to Caca, facing a man named Aditya.

"Relax Yank, I'll change for you" Caca said.

Sontak makes Wardah and Aditya turn his eyes panted simultaneously. What's more when Hito approaches Caca and hugs her.

"Astaghfiullah! Not halal either! Hugged me!" Wardah Protest.

"Yes-yes, dear Wardah khilaf," said Caca.

Then they had breakfast together after the fight. Wardah was still shrouded in curiosity by the presence of the handsome man. Yes, he is a friend of Hito, but is every morning like this? Breakfast together like this? Wardah is so happy, can keep washing eyes. Haha.

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"What is Hito's theme here Ca?" Ask Wardah when they're in the room, getting ready to go to the office.

"Taken Hito earlier, want to nyomblangin to you! Want aa? If if I had been shot by Mr. Adit before Hito, now I would be his girlfriend, Mr. Adit, me" Caca replied.

"He ever shot you?" Wardah.

"I told you if it was zeyeeng," added Caca.

"I'm still in iddah Caca's time" Lirih Wardah.

"You're still a Wardah girl, there's no iddah time!" Said Caca gently stroking Wardah's shoulder.

"I still need to put my heart in order" Wardah replied with a smile.

Caca hugged Wardah tightly. Channeling the tranquility within.