Andi X Sarah's

49. Clara (SEASON 2)

Clara

The first day began when Andi opened her eyes at seven in the morning. It was no ordinary time for him to wake up. Cold as soon as it shrank, he pulled the blanket back deeply. The man came back when he closed his eyes. It goes deeper and deeper, until someone wakes it up.

His body swayed as someone's hands pushed his shoulders. The life that was just about instantaneously re-integrated to open the eyes. His eyes looked at someone who was carrying a cup on his fingers. The thin smile sipped in a gripping cold, widening Andi's eyes to get more awake. Beautiful similar with round eyes hairy rolled eyes.

His laughter appeared as Andi squirmed in a low voice. The more he pulled the blanket away from Andi. This man will be more attached to the bed if left.

"And in jagolah lai," said the woman.

Andi, wake up again.

Andi rubbed his eyes. Clearly a girl who might be the same age as him looked at Andi who was lying down.

"Sia ko?" ask Andi.

Who'sisthis?

He smiled back thinly. Her pliers folded up the blanket and tidied up the messy pillow.

"This is Clara, when you forgot?" He changed to speak Indonesian, but still left a thick Minang dialect.

"Clara who?" ask Andi back.

"Hahaha .. let's have breakfast, you still haven't woken up."

Andi steps towards the dining table that is available home food. It looks like Grandma who just entered from the back door wearing a straw hat typical of farmers. His hands were wearing gloves filled with dirt stains. His rolling sweat fell on his face.

"Andi!!!" call grandma.

"grandmother ...."

Andi cheered on her grandmother. However, the old woman was not enough to let go of the longing. Andi was hugged by him for a moment.

"Well now cucuang ambo ...." Grandma held both of Andi's shoulders.

My granddaughter is now ....

"Let's go, Alhamdulillah."

"Eat first, grandma still has this job. Clara was the cook ...."

alah\=

"Yes, eat it later."

Clara laughed looking at Andi with a face of astonishment. Andi still does not know who Clara is.

While scooping the rice onto the plate, Andi's eyes were stunned to see the rendang with a perfect black thick fruit. Authentic cooked by Minang people in the Minang realm. Spices are directly picked from his homeland. Of course rendang this time feels more delicious and not KW aka authentic original Minang.

"Nio coffee or tea?" ask Clara in the kitchen.

Want coffee or tea?

"Coffee is ..."

Just have some coffee

Exactly as expected Andi, rendang this time very delicious. Portion like a regular lunch portion, but during this time he was the laziest breakfast with a large amount. At most it was just three mouthfuls of rice or a piece of bread.

A cup of pitch-black coffee came in front of Andi. His eyes were still on Clara who was leaving. It turned out like this, the Minang girl was indeed interesting. Beautiful is not just beautiful, dignified that he looks so thick thanks to the matrilineal culture of the Minang family. Minang women are always favored in all aspects.

Clara arrived with an old photo in her hand. He sat down next to Andi and showed me the photo.

"Well, guess who's this cute baby?" show Clara.

Andi's eyes squinted for a moment. A baby Clara pointed at was being carried by her young mother.

Clara shakes. His hands shifted to the baby who was carried by a woman on the side. "Wrong .. You are this."

"Hahah .. So who is this?" Andi pointed at the baby she thought was her.

"That's Clara who's being carried with your mama. Andi was again carried by Clara's mother."

"Ah, time?" Andi took over the photo to look at the small photo carefully.

"Yes, gaek we used to be entrepreneurs."

Gaek\= parents

"I swear, I don't remember. That's why I was surprised when Clara woke me up in the room."

Clara took the photo again.

"Clara knows. We haven't seen each other in a long time. Clara also does not remember how Andi's face. I was told in a photo two days ago. Haha ...."

"So you're here?" ask Andi.

"Oh that, lately Clara often asked Dad to look after Grandma. Like cooking, washing clothes, washing clothes. You know for yourself, Etek same Mr. Uwo home far."

Andi. "Oh that, thanks a lot."

Grandma came back from the back door. His hand carried two bundles of spinach and showed them to Andi.

"Iko lah karajo granny tiok hari. Bakabun, sometimes maagiah eat chicken in sampiang, untuang se ado Clara in siko. Grandma's tabantu dibueknyo," said Grandma sembali wiping sweat.

This is my grandmother's job every day. Gardening, sometimes eating chicken on the side. Thankfully, there is Clara here. Grandma helped him.

"Oh Iyo Nek, Clara pai ka pasa lu." Clara stood up from her seat.

Oh yes, Neh. Clara went to the market first.

"Peanah samo Andi," pinta Granny.

Go with Andi

"Indak ba'a do Nek" Clara refused.

Nothing, Grandma

"It's okay. I'm going with Clara" Andi continued.

Hearing that, Clara smiled and picked up the straw bag hanging on the wall. After taking a bath, Andi finds Clara waiting under a flowering guava pohoh. Ando laughed, a lot of flower powder falling on Clara's hair.

"Your hair," pointed Andi.

"Oh this ...." Clara's hand was divorcing her hair.

"Come, go ...."

Clara smiled.

"The market is far away, it's impossible to walk. Wear it."

His eyes were astonished at the modified GL motor parked beside the house. Smooth with shiny chrome paint. The large tire circumference adds its own sensation to the old motorcycle. Andi strove, impatient to immediately drive it,.

One crank of motor life blaring. A cold morning machine, he warmed for a few moments while pressing repeatedly. The sound of the motor sounded fierce and fierce. Different caste with Andi's motor at home.

"Let's go up."

Clara did not answer. He always smiled at the end of the conversation. Embarrassed, his hand was attached to Andi's waist. The tighter as the motor speeds up, the closer the distance between them over time. Clara hugged Andi.

Andi smiles.

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