BECAUSE THEY ARE NOT BEAUTIFUL

90. Sorry If I Troubled You

I smiled broadly as I saw Ken's car enter the courtyard. I got to him before he got out of the car. I called him on purpose to rush home, because at Ken's request, if I needed anything, I had to give him a message because Ken didn't want his son to wait.

"What's up, baby?" kenny asked, after being outside the car. He gently stroked my head that was covered in an instant veil.

"Mas, I smell again the delicious aroma of cooking from the house next door." I said, pointing at the house next door with a smile.

"Then?"

"I want more."

"About? Do you really want more, baby?

"Yes mas. Want again. Can you ask our neighbors? One more time. I really want to."

"But Ra," Ken looked heavy. He took a quick look at the house next door, then patted his forehead softly.

So, I've twice forced Ken to ask for food to the next-door neighbor. Because I smell the delicious aroma of cooking from a house whose fence is no less high than our house.

Ken tried to dodge, saying he did not smell anything plus the recognition of the three talismans and the two guards who stood guard at the front. But I insist on smelling the smell of food that makes me really want to taste the food. I don't even want to eat anything but food from the neighbor's house.

Twice with a heavy heart Ken came to the house. Although I accompanied, he looked ogah-ogahan. Especially when he expressed the desire to ask for food to the neighbors, he looked so embarrassed. Maybe because the attitude of neighbors who are also no less strange staring at us. While I was eating there, the neighbor also looked at me with a strange look. But I don't care, it feels really satisfied!

In the capital, people who live in building spaces do not know each other on average even though their homes are next to each other. Especially with a high fence that rises, so that it membyuta the boundary is so large between the neighbors left and right. They did not even know each other despite being neighbors for many years.

So the owner of the house looked confused when Ken stated that he wanted to ask for a plate of rice and also the side dishes because I was craving and wanted me to eat the cuisine next door neighbor. Maybe he thinks we're making it up, but I don't care.

At that time, the homeowner actually showed a dislike attitude. They're really not friendly. Especially for the second time. But strangely, at that time I felt fine being seen with a strange look by our neighbor. Even I eat voraciously and can ask for more so that makes the gaze even more unpleasant in the eyes.

"Honey, another craving dong." pinta Ken. "For example, want to shop or I want to stay with you all day. Anything I can fill."

"The name of the cravings can not be determined by others dong. His name was also his son's asking." I reasoned.

"How about we go to the restaurant, you can choose any menu you want, if nothing matches, we look for other menus."

"No mas, I want food cooked by our neighbors!"

"But yesterday I asked twice."

"Yes, it's weird to be three times huh."

"Which, but I'm ashamed."

"Why should I be ashamed? We are not moving."

"But begging isn't good, dear."

"Yes, I bought it."

"But they don't sell."

"No."

"Astagfirullah, it's very evil. If I ask not to grant anything, but this is the desire of his son mas also. Don't be so stingy dong."

"I'm not stingy."

"He wants to make me and our son happy. Just asked so I don't want to."

"Which, but I'm afraid to ask the neighbors."

"What harm? My mom also shared with our neighbors. Neighbors like to share with mom. If we are good with neighbors, often give gifts later neighbors will also be good with us. The point is in us."

"That's different, baby. Your neighbors are not large housing that the average person does not live individually, if here alone. Neighbors don't know each other."

"What a weird thing, the same neighbors should be close!"

"Don't be a pity, we can't mean people to be like us. Besides you know this is Jakarta, individual life is ordinary."

"But I want to eat the neighbor's cooking!"

"Now Ra. You eat at home first. Or if you want something, just order it. Okay. Now I have to go back to the office because in two hours there's a meeting with a client. I'm designing a new division." Ken kissed me on the forehead, and then without caring that I couldn't accept him because he didn't grant my request, Ken just passed by his car.

"Why for the sake of his own son does not want to try!" I nagged, then passed to the room.

Five minutes later, I was out of the room, and I changed my clothes. Don't forget I brought two change clothes stels.

"Mba Tati, my anterine yes." I asked.

"Where are you going?" ask tati.

"You go to mom's house. I'll just stay there first."

We both split the city of Jakarta by driving a car. Arriving in front of my mother's house, I ordered Tati's mother to come home soon, not forgetting to tell her to tell Ken later if she came home if I want to stay at my mother's house for a few days.

After the car that Tati was driving left, I immediately went inside. Meet mama who has started to move as usual because the condition of Mama has improved.

"Rara was confused, Ken was very arrogant. The time to ask for food to the neighbors alone is difficult to ask for forgiveness. Until his face was reddened so shamefully." I said. "When we are the same neighbors are close enough. I like to help us too. I like to send food to each other."

Mama chuckles. "Yes different dong Ra, the neighbor here with there. Your house is a big house. Unlike the average mama's housing is simple, so it is still related to the right left neighbor."

"It makes no difference ma. Just stay here, whether you want to slang or not with neighbors. Does dying need a neighbor?"

"Lho, it's not like you used to be Ra. They want to live alone, not join neighbors. If you're talking to someone next door, you limit it."

"Well, oh, is it?" I scratched my head, forcing a smile. True, I used to be the one who wished I hadn't interacted much with the neighbors, then why now grumble when my own husband was acting like that?