Aryanti's Charm

Fondles

Early in the morning Aryanti was awake even though her eyes and body were so lazy to wake up and her head was so heavy because of sleeping too late, he said, but Aryanti but remember today she will leave back to Pangandaran and will be picked up by Mr. Tono.

After cleaning Aryanti out of the bathroom found her Mom cooking in the kitchen Mom just smiled and glanced at her.

"Father has gone to Ma's market ?" Aryanti paused while drying her feet on the mat, and dried her hair by rubbing a towel.

"Yes as usual" her mother replied short.

After fulfilling her obligation to pray dawn and take care of all the items she wants to carry, Aryanti went out of the room again and approached her mother who was still busy in the kitchen, who was still busy in the kitchen, Aryanti took a look at what her Mama cooked and what was ripe on the dining table

"Want to help Mama cook ? but it's almost done staying iris for mendoan tempe..."

"Yes, let Yanti cut it"

His mother shifted the saucer to slice the one on top of which there was already tempe with the knife.

"Son, you must remember how high your position in your job and career if later you are married still your position is as a wife, who must be able to buy your husband's stomach with your cooking, that's what your grandmother taught Mama back then"

"Is that still happening Ma ? heeee...kan now the modern era has a lot of ready-to-eat cooked food that we can buy and we can get easily what is available, even now live mobile phone food comes"

"That's wrong according to Mama, indeed now a lot of food out there especially you guys work maybe there is no time to be able to cook or serve food at home,but you as a wife someday have to know what your husband's favorite food is and you have to be able to make it"

"Yya Ma Yanti Yanti understood, from yesterday-yesterday before Yanti worked to help Mama cook, we must live together first to know someone's favorite"

"Can and pinter you answer.heee"

"Heeeeee...."

"That's just a very basic mother's advice to her daughter who is beginning to enter adulthood"

"Yes Ma..."

"Keep you'll leave at about what time Nak ?"

"The arrival of Mr. Tono to pick up Ma. may be a little bad luck"

"Yes, let your father come home and take you"

"Let's have breakfast first, Ma.Yanti felt hungry" while taking a plate and touching the rice.

"Just eat Mama and wait for you to come home first, now you have a neighbor's son who can be relied upon to wait for his odong-odong at the market while trading toy balloons so if your father wants to go home to eat there is waiting, someone waiting, if the one in the square is open only in the morning until 9 and later in the afternoon the children are time to play again"

"Ma Yanti already have income Yanti already have savings Mama same Father about what you want to buy is the same Yanti, want it to feel Yanti give something to Mama the same Mama from Yanti's own sweat"

"Son, instead of the same Father your Mama refused but the same Mama Mama you feel enough from the income of the business that now your Father runs, even after you graduate from college Mr. Same Mama can save little by little, you can save a little, although it has not been said there is a desire of your Father but Mama has guessed that your Father wants to perform the Hajj if there is enough age and cost but it will not charge you the remaining savings from yesterday and savings in the future hopefully can suffice, it does not feel like Mama uses your sweat money, save for the future"

"God Mama...? something that Yanti did not think of may the good intentions of the Father and Mama materialize later surely Yanti can help him fulfill the wishes of the very noble Father and Mama"

"Yes Nak Aamiin, now you have registered with the Hajj bureau and the designated bank and the requirements are almost complete stay maybe a little longer waiting for the seat ration, Your mom and dad are just asking for that from you, and I'm sorry Mama just talked to you now"

The conversation between Mother and child in cooking, eating and cleaning was finally noon, Mr. Tono had come and Mr. Aryanti had also finished eating.

Mr. Tono raises all the belongings of Aryanti so respectfully and politely ,Mr. Tono knows a little bit that Aryanti is now the head of the Hotel where he works and at the same time the fiancee of his main boss' son Adrian Suraparaja, Pak Tono shook hands with his parents Aryanti, who was also his boss,and Aryanti hugged and kissed her Mama's cheeks, then shook hands and kissed her father's hand and they parted at the end of the street alley towards her house, Aryanti,Aryanti waved at her parents and the car drove Aryanti back to work.

"Hotel is fine Mr. Tono, what's wrong ?"

"Good ma'am everything is going as usual"

"Sir Tono I want to sleep yes, Pak Tono is okay I have a chat first ?"

"Oh please Mom just sleep, then want to rest no ma'am let me rest a comfortable area"

"No need to just go straight away I am still full, unless Mr. Tono is tired and sleepy yes rest first..."

"Yes Bu" Mr. Tono saw Aryanti from the inner rearview and Aryanti looked starting to close her eyes.

Aryanti's mind is far from dreamy Adrian who somehow where now his position is just Aryanti remember the promise between Adrian and himself yesterday did not have to take each other no need to tell each other until the night before, Aryanti said,maybe Adrian is flying again or has arrived or even has not left, Aryanti does not know what the details are like, nor did Aryanti ask Adrian.

Aryanti reopened her daydreams when Adrian and herself sat on the way as now when she first slept leaning over Adrian's shoulder, his loneliness began to come ambush him and Aryanti can only string together moments for the sake of togetherness that has passed him in starting from his current journey.

Because Aryanti has not slept open her phone no messages no incoming calls, or missed calls, no messages, just a message from Linda and Mr. Edi asking about his health and when he returned it was also passed some time back, Aryanti again closed her phone, and looked at the clock on her wrist,trying to sleep in a daydream that does not disappear from his imagination.