BABE JADULKU

Season 2 Part 1

...* My dear (not ) my old-school*...

Lebaran has passed, everyone is still rejoicing, some are in their hometown, some are staying in their city for one reason or another, so are our families, Parlindungan and Nia..

That afternoon we took a walk in the park, took two children, Ucok and Butet. I sat on the bench of the book park, while my husband and two children were playing on the grass. For some reason, already six years living in the city, Bang Parlin could not move on from the grass. If the streets, the choice if not the park, yes, natural baths.

"Sir, there's a madman" reported the Ucok, pointing at someone on the side of the road.

"Huss, I can't say that" I said as I crossed my index finger across my lip.

"Indeed a madman, really, Mom," said the Ucok again.

Meanwhile, Bang Parlin is again playing a chase with the Butet. Butet has now been three years, the Ucok five years. I have been to TK school.

Back playing, I was busy with my book.

"Maaakk ...!" suddenly I heard the scream. Immediately I ran over, Bang Parlin also ran while carrying the Butet.

"The mad man took my drink" said the Ucok crying.

Turns out the madman snatched a bottle of drink from Ucok's hand.

"Well, I said crazy, Mamak can't believe it" said the Ucok in tears.

The madman looked thirsty, he drank the contents of the bottle. Bang Parlin approached, then gave five thousand to the madman.

"There, buy a drink," said Bang Parlin, pointing to a stall not far away.

The madman received the money, but instead of him going to buy a drink, he tore the money apart, all the while blabbing.

Bang Parlin was like an inexhaustible, he went to the stall to buy mineral water and bread, continuing to give it to the madman.

"Money is crazy, food is happy" the madman said as he left.

"Hahaha, hahaha," I couldn't help but laugh anymore. There are also crazy people who can say that.

"Listen to that, Deck, money makes you crazy, food makes you happy" Bang Parlin laughed.

Towards the magrib we returned home, Bang Parlin was driving leisurely. At the red light there was a beggar knocking on the glass door of our car. Bang Parlin is a person who does not like to beggars, when the beggar looks healthy, Bang Parlin does not like. But this beggar seems blind.

"Love, Bang, it's blind" I said later.

"It's pretend blind, Dek,"

"Where do you know?"

"Look at that, Deck, he's down, if the blind man's head is straight or straight" said Bang Parlin.

"Ah, I can't believe it, Bang,"

"Don't believe it, this try love from there, he must have run there," said Bang Parlin while giving five thousand.

I wanted to try it too, I lowered the window glass from the left, the beggar in front of the right glass immediately walked quickly to the left, but I had nothing to say. I can't believe it yet, I took ten thousand, two hands I took out of the car window. Five thousand in the left hand, ten thousand in the right hand. Oh my God, too, he took the ten thousand. I'm upset Bang Parlin was right.

"Bang, stop by at that junkyard chicken noodle stall yeah, we eat chicken noodles first" I told Bang Parlin.

The chicken noodles I mean are my chicken noodles from long ago. The buyers are always crowded. But Bang Parlin didn't like chicken noodles, and my two kids didn't like them either, somehow with their tongues. Good food is not.

"Wrap it up, Dek, you want this magrib" said Bang Parlin as he stopped at the noodle shop.

I followed Bang Parlin's words, even though I had never brought the noodles home before.

"Wrapped, Bang, one," I said to the seller while showing my index finger.

"Ok, ma'am," he said as his hand deftly picked up the noodles.

This stall is always crowded, this is all that is ahead of the magrib full seating all. The noodles are delicious. Even if there's ever been a grapefruit news of this chicken noodle with a pot, I can't believe it.

My chicken noodles finally came, wrapped in a two-layer pelastic, I immediately ran small towards the car. Husband immediately gasp because Magrib is near.

As soon as he got home, Bang Parlin went straight to the bathroom, took ablution and salat magrib congregated with the Ucok, I myself did not participate in prayer because there was again an obstacle.

The first spoon goes into my mouth, but what this is, it doesn't feel like I'm eating. It's like bland. I immediately remembered the news of the merchant's grapevine. It is said that it will be different if at home, only good when eating on the spot.

I tried again, it still feels different, it's definitely a treat. Shit, it turns out I've been eating bad chicken noodles all this time. Bang Parlin would not eat it.

Don't forget to take a picture of the noodles before I throw them in the gutter. It was angry and sad.

"Are you ready to eat, Dek?' ask your husband when he finishes praying.

"Kubuang, Bang, it turns out to be a seller,"

"How's the ruler, Dek?"

"That's a sweet noodle, Bang, just nice to eat on the spot,"

"Ah, where is it, Deck,"

"Ishh, you don't believe me" I said, opening my HP, I was really upset, failed to eat chicken noodles. Turns out what I ate all this time was devil noodles.

I want to post about this snack noodles, as a warning to other friends. Because people often eat that can make us sick.

"Don't you name me, Dek?" said husband while looking at my HP screen.

This is a pretentious husband, how can anyone know if the name is not mentioned. I still typed the name of the shop. I don't want another friend to get hit. I'll make FB status.

"If it's not right to turn off the efforts of people lo, Dek, adek can be prosecuted," said the husband again.

"The truth must be revealed, Bang, say the truth even if it is bitter, never be afraid as long as we are right" I said in an activist style.

Shit, the signal is interrupted, my post was not sent either. Damn signal, when it needs to be like this he's acting. I put HP on the table.

The Butet turned out to have come down from the swing, he came to me while calling "Mak" but wait a minute, what is this in the hands of the Butet two small plastic packages. Yes, Allah, it turns out that the chili and the noodle sauce are wrapped separately. I didn't see it just because it was being held by the Butet. Worth no taste, because no sauce and shit chili!

Kuraih HP that again, I see my post, thank God has not been sent, immediately I erased. I repeatedly said thank God while stroking the chest.

"Why, Deck?" ask Bang Parlin.

"Nothing, Bang," I said as I put on the face of Judes. I'm upset my husband is always right. But the soul of the mother who always never wrong thrashed.

"Bang, I want chicken noodles," I whine later.

"But the prank, Deck,"

"I want chicken noodles anyway, we eat there" I said.

"What the hell, Dek, must be because of this pemes," asked the husband.

"What's the guy, Bang?"

"That's, what's the name if women are often emotional?"

"Pe Em Ice, Bang," I said.

Then I told you what had happened while pointing the sauce and chili wrappers at the table.

"Alhamdulillah, Dek, fortunately also the signal is broken," said the husband when he had seen the small parcel on the table.

"Thank God, Bang,"

"How jealous is this,"

"Lo, jealous,"

"Yes, Dek, it seems like the signal is dear to the scene, he was damaged to prevent the scene of spreading false news,"

"Ish, Brother,"

* Now good luck broken signal 🤭 , let's continue their excitement *