
"What do you want to eat..?" ask me when we've been sitting sweet in the restaurant, which features the style of a Lesehan stall
"Emmm... What is it..?" the Embok was confused.. "If Maya wants to eat what..?" even back asking. always like that, the Embok always feel hesitant if asked to choose the menu first every time you eat out, he said,
though I have repeatedly told the symbol to behave as usual with his own son, but he always keep a wall of boundaries between employers and workers, but he always keeps a wall of boundaries between employers and workers, though I never treated her like a maid in general, although there are times when she behaved a bit as whimper, but the limit was always there for her.
"" Maya wants to eat chicken rica same saute kale mbok, if the symbok can choose what other symbok like, do not have to be the same as Maya...! " i said while holding his hand
"Pulpok likes chicken pepper, same stir-fry kale too,..!" say it with sparkling eyes, clapping again, and clapping again,
I remember when I was a kid, my aunt cooked an opor chicken when she got paid to do laundry for a neighbor, I screamed hooray and jumped for joy, applauding. that's the symbol in my eyes right now,
I smile at his behavior, it's true people say, if the parents are old, sometimes the nature so back like a child.
Once upon a time the symbol was still in the big house of Bu Farida, the symbol was once told that in the village never eat chicken side dishes, let alone buy chicken, can buy rice alone is grateful, thanks, so he said
according to Rendy, symbok has been with the mother since Rendy was still sitting on the SD bench, so since the symbok is still young
because it is a symbol that is like our own family for us, especially for me who came later.Mommy asked us to keep the symbol even though the symbol will no longer work, no longer able to work, she said symbok did not have relatives in the village, besides her nephew, that was also her nephew had come with her husband
"Yes already if it's two, chicken rica two servings, same stir-fry her kale two servings yes mbak, !" I said to the waiter who approached us. "Oh yes just like drinking iced tea two yes !!" addku
If we eat out with symbols we always choose a simple stall, because the symbol does not like modern food that is western or Korean, Chinese and so on, he said does not fit the tongue, he said, because it tastes just salty
so if the fitting of eating out and there is a symbol between us, then we will choose a restaurant that serves a typical Indonesian menu, I don't know why so, then, but the word mas Rendy is like a tradition that has been done since the time of the mother.
although the symbok also will not refuse if indeed we want in non-Indonesian restaurants, but mother once said that more agree with the symbok that loves Indonesian menus, but she said, even the mother with her jokes once likened the symbol as a true patriot who is not tempted by foreign cultures, ridiculous, what does it have to do try between food and patriots, not blas
"Iihh... mas what the hell is , don't put all the dishes on Dinda's plate...!!??" I heard a spoiled whimper coming from the table behind Mbok Minem.it sounded clear due to our adjacent position.
"That's okay let you get big fast..!" the sillelaki voice called the mas while scrambling the hair of the girl I heard was named Dinda "Mas doain let Dinda fat ya. let mas later can have a reason if caught cheating right !" the girl looked spoiled pouting. For some reason I was even cool to notice them, though,
"What the heck are you that, there is no such thing as mind.." replied the man. "have eaten the side dish to you because I was not too hungry earlier..! kan mas had finished eating the same mas friend "
"Mas always just pinter reason, why the hell if we eat both, mas always give more side dishes to me, mas even take my rice..?! is it good to eat without side dishes ??!" ask the girl
I saw the man, looking for a moment at the girl there was a loving gaze there, "it's been said this was indeed a mas after eating in the cafeteria with friends who can't believe, have eaten ya..!" said gently.
some are not expressed in words, only stored in the spotlight of his eyes, it is a word of love.yes the guy always gives some of his side dishes to his girl, because of the love that is so big and sincere. I don't know why I could translate the meaning of that guy's eyes like that
"That's good..that's good food here .. , but it's a little expensive..! The portion is a little bit more..!" a man says to a lover
"Yes mas .. uh mas want to try mine no , this is good too you know..!" reply the girl
"Well, it's good to have you..!"
"Nih mas ..! mas Arman just take mine if you want..!" that man is Arman
"Eh don't dong May.. if I have you I eat, you eat what, want tukeran also have me already want to run out.!" and yes, that girl is Maya, that stupid idiot
"No papa is a mas. right I often eat ginian, in the store where I work often get rations to eat kayak gini..!?" that's Maya, the old me who's still stupid
"So this really can do me..??" ask Arman, and I reply with a nod of the head
"You're really good, so the more you love me, I'm like you..!" without further ado Arman immediately executed the food greedily, while I was full enough to eat the word love from him.
"Mas .. would like a pack that makes a meal later in the afternoon not, so that Arman mas is not confused to find food again later..? " ask me with a spirit of funds eyes full of love, as if what I do is something very happy
"Eh.. .!? " mas Arman looked up at me "don't who, don't need to, tar your money out..! I'll feel sorry for you later..!" Arman shook his wiggle, his two palms as if resisting
"Well, I still have a little grip, am I not paying ??!!" I don't want to be denied, because I'm so happy to be of use to him
"Oh my goodness, you are so good... , I don't know what to say, I really love you more, I can't imagine if you're far away from me, I can't live without you..!" oh. .. what a sweet expression of love, of course, it means I can't live without my money
that was.., I was so stupid, I couldn't tell the difference between sincere and false love, not realizing that I was being used
"I promise after I succeed, I will support you, I will not let you work hard like this again !" who wouldn't melt to hear a deathly appeal like this,
without me realizing that love speech is just a mode to fool me,
if I was smart I should be able to think, love is like what I see in front of me right now, without a word, but there is reality
words of love that never exist, words that are just nonsense without reality,
two years ago I cried bitterly with his betrayal, now I can even laugh at myself, laugh at my blind eyes, can't see the truth, really according to the word