Anzar : A Story
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The raga had swiftly rediscovered his passion, along with the wounds that had disappeared without a trace. Ah, I think the world is unfair to me, it turns out I'm just a stupid boy who never knows the storyline that will happen in this world.
Quick, I deliberately washed this water. I don't want Nadia to wait long, I miss her anyway. My footsteps walked towards my own room, then I wore a maroon red t-shirt along with black jeans, Not to forget the black necklace with silver-shaped pendant I wear on this neck.
I walked towards the living room, intending to burn away the longing by meeting Nadia. But damn, what I miss is no longer in place.
"where's Nadia?" I muttered, while walking into the kitchen intending to ask my mother. In the kitchen I found a woman who was not my mother, but she was the one I missed.
"what else is ma'am?" my broom to Nadia who is cooking.
"eh Anzar, Nadia is cooking again" he replied as he continued to focus on his cooking.
"mama where?"I asked without a single look away from Nadia.
"katanya mau ke warung dulu" jawabnya tanpa melihatku, dia lebih memilih memperhatikan masakannya hingga tidak sedikitpun melihatku.
"it's fucking up!" Nadia immediately turned her head with a smile like my teasing.
"new in!" quickly answer.
"maen entered, not warming up first" Nadia squealed her forehead so that the folds on her forehead were visible.
"meaning?"
"noose" I replied quickly, seeing her turn her eyes away from me as she pursed her lips made her look so adorable. "the pinch of her cooking, the laper" I continued, made Nadia turn with round eyes.
"yes, brother Anzar" he answered. I just fell silent while drinking the finished food.
"want you?" I thrust the cucumber into Nadia's mouth.
"not willing" he answered quickly dodging the cucumber's attack.
"want to be bigger?" I said while taking a bigger cucumber. "the big one is better" I continued rubbing the cucumber.
"ihhh Anzar slovenly!" the answer was to take the cucumber I was holding and put it back where it was.
"so what's Nadia? it's just cucumber" I said mendrama.
"yes I don't know" he answered wrongly " brother Anzar there ah wait for the dining room aja" I smiled jail then quickly stepped away from Nadia. "Nad" Nadia turned towards me "the cucumber should not be bitten, it will hurt!" I continued to hold the zipper of my pants while displaying a face like a person in pain.
"sister Anzarrr!" he shouted while taking the cucumber earlier, like he wanted to throw it at me.
"sorry sayanggg!" I answered with my hands protecting my head as I ran towards the dining room and then sat down on the chair that was there.
Before long my mother came carrying a plastic bag that I did not know the contents.
"where did ma come from?" I asked my mother who turned her head towards me.
"from the stall" he answered briefly. "Nadia's still in the kitchen?" continued.
"yes ma" I replied quickly.
"it's not even here to help!" he walked towards the kitchen.
"the spirit of ma" I replied that I didn't care about her nagging.
"spirit" grunted.
I think I'm a very lucky person. I have a mother who always scolds me, a father who is ready to give me money and has Nadia to miss.
Plates came to be fortified by my mother and my pulse, my stomach was struggling to miss the food he had missed.
"helpin Anzar! diem is you!" my mother's nagging eyes saw me just sitting quietly watching Nadia and my mother prepare food.
"hehe yes yes yes" I replied with a stupid smile, quickly helping to tidy up the dishes carried by Nadia and my mother. "eat the guy" I continued after tidying up the dishes and then sat back down opposite Nadia and my mother who were sitting next to each other.
"turn to eat, the most spirit" grumbled Nadia without seeing me.
"missing you is also my spirit mah"
"uhuk-uhuk" my mother's voice coughing choked on her drink. "geli mama horrified him" continued my mother nagging.
"ahh mamah rich that Anzar does not know aja, mama if chatan same papah like to say mama miss papah, cepet home well pah plus emoticon kiss 10 seeds ha ha ha" my reply triumphantly, made my mother become misbehaved with her reddened cheeks coupled with Nadia who was holding back her laughter.
"Anzar! you're not polite, it's privacy know!" he replied with bulging eyes and a grumpy face.
"it's noisy Anzar! eating spit" my mother said, switching the conversation.
I no longer answered my mother's words, until while the conversation ended, there was only the sound of a spoon clashing against the plate as it did not allow silence to envelop this room.
"Anzar is done" I said opening my voice as I got up from the next seat I walked towards the bathroom.
"sholat dzuhur Anzar!" mom said.
"get ready" I replied quickly.
after saying that I was quick to commit ablution and perform dzuhur prayer as ordered by my mother. Yes, even if I'm not home, I often miss it.
When the prayer was over, I quickly got out of my room and walked to the living room, where I found Nadia who was sitting with my mother.
"wah no ngajak" I said as I sat on an empty sofa.
"yes here if you want to come" replied Nadia.
"oah" I said quickly.
This time I was just a spectator of the familiar Nadia and my mother, only twice she met my mother, it was sticky as it seemed.
"hhhh nice, send it to mama dong!" my mother said with excitement.
"mama has WhatsApp?" nadia asked my mother.
"have a baby" my mother replied as she pulled out her phone.
"Nadia asked for the number first" Nadia said.
"nih catet aja" replied my mother with the spirit of giving her phone to Nadia. Nadia quickly recorded my mother's number and returned the phone to my mother.
"Nadia sent her picture now well" said Nadia, my mother just nodded to pay attention to Nadia. "already sent ma" continued Nadia, my mother quickly saw the phone she was holding.
"yes it already exists" said my mother with her troubled face "it can be arrogant to the neighbor, if the Anzar is practicing" said my mother speaking to herself. I just fell silent with Nadia who continued to smile because of my mother's behavior "yes, mom wants to pray first yah" continued my mother while standing quickly walking to the bathroom for ablution.
"iya ma" Nadia replied with a sweet smile.
"want to go home now, will you be here first?" I asked Nadia.
"hm. go home" replied Nadia.
"yes, I prayed" I said as I lit the cigarette I had taken from the table.
"Nadia's another hitch" he answered quickly.
"ahh can't sunnah dong" I said teasing Nadia.
"nih sunnah" replied Nadia quickly showing her fist.
"ha ha ha"
Before long my mother came, maybe she'll go to her room, but before she goes to the room, she has to go through the living room until she meets Nadia and me again. Nadia quickly stood up to my mother.
"Nadia came home first" Nadia told my mother.
"would you like to go home with Anzar?" ask my mom to flirt with Nadia.
"the play is at home Nadia aja hehe" replied Nadia with a sweet smile.
"well, be careful" my mother said.
"iya ma" replied Nadia kissing my mother's back, as soon as I stood up and did the same thing Nadia did
"Asslamualaikum ma" Nadia said as she exited the house.
"walaikumsalam dear" replied my mother "be careful Anzar, do not get Nadia scuffed" continued my mother spoke to me.
"get ready ma, assalamualaikum" I said as I stepped out of the house.
"waalaikumsalam"
