Bony The Scooter

ch.6 – Kuah Soto oh Kuah Soto

"You love me without a word, you love me,

I love you, with one word that never breaks." -- quotes

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“Oi Pli.. diem-diem bae. where's uncle?”

I called Yanuar with a friendly call, which is kipli, for some reason it felt like I liked the expression on his face every time I called my sister with that name.

As usual Yanuar immediately put on his unique expression after I called out like that.

“Tuh is inside, why are you here mas?”

Yanuar replied with a sullen face.

I went into the house and met uncle, Yanuar automatically turned into my tail and entered the house.

“Nih there is a deposit from mother, but there is a condition, after being able to this do not drop your school grades.”

I deliberately gave Yanuar HP in front of uncle, so that uncle would know, and I also asked uncle to keep an eye on Yanuar.

“Waaah new HPu.”

Yanuar leaped in excitement, not expecting my arrival to bring a present for him.

“in your HP already saved my number and some games that I bought from the counter earlier, continue later if I have reached home, you can call mom to say thank you.”

My words reminded Yanuar a bit to not forget to thank my mother.

“Ok.”

Yanuar replied briefly while returning the HP of the uncle he had borrowed earlier, after which he instantly disappeared into his room.

I memorized his nature, he must have locked himself in the room as soon as he got a new toy.

I also had a conversation with my uncle and aunt, just to unwind me and also to cool down Bony's engine after this hard journey.

After I thought I was quite alkaline with my uncle and aunt, without shame I immediately disappeared into the dining room to satisfy the cravings coming from my stomach.

“aaah..kenyaang..cuisine aunty emang not inferior to mother's cooking...”.

I said praising aunt's cooking.

“you want to stay here right bar? If you want to nginep here, later tonight will be aunt masakin soto for you.”

Aunty said it with a meaningful smile, probably because aunt heard my praise earlier.

“Aduh, thanks bi, kasian mom alone at home, ntar if anything at home how?”

Actually I was a little tempted by the appeal of aunty, not because of her meaningful smile, it is impossible that my mother's biological sister was I embrace.

But because soto. ya soto is my favorite food, especially indeed the soto made by my aunt is second to none, in any stalls throughout Indonesia there is no soto that tastes like an aunt.

“lagian, Akbar must prepare Akbar equipment for the night of next week bi.”

“Heleh. Still small already want a weekly night, anyways is still Monday, can be prepared later Thursday or jum’at.”

Suddenly my uncle appeared and mocked me.

“My name is Akbar, don't call me little uncle.”

Answer me while sticking out my tongue.

“Hahahaha, yes, yes.. uh you don't have a SIM yet right? Like the time is still time, ayok uncle anterin you make SIM.”

“Yok cuss us gas uncle.” Answer me without saying stale.”

　

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The Surya had already shifted westward as I said goodbye to my uncle and aunt, although they again asked me to stay for a day or two, but I still reasoned that I could not bear to leave my beautiful mother to sleep alone at home, they agreed with my reasoning, and I immediately spurred Bony to return home.

And without hindrance which means I finally arrived safely sentosa on my doorstep, although along the way I always imagined the pleasure of Soto made by Bibi.

Even so, the good news is I have passed the exam from Mr. Police, and now the SIM card has been neatly stored in my wallet.

“Assalamualaikuuum.”.

“Waalaikumsalam.”

Answer my mother from inside the house.

I went in and kissed my mother's hand.

“How do I go home?? I thought you were going to stay at your Uncle's house.”

“Well, where the hell would Akbar ninggalin his beautiful mother like gini sleep alone at home?”

Arrived – arrived from the direction of the kitchen smelled a scent that felt very tempting my nose.

I immediately set foot to find out where the very tempting scent came from.

I can only guess from the remaining – mother ritual in the kitchen that seems to be almost done.

The aroma that I was looking for was coming from the sauce that was boiling beautifully in the beloved pot of mother.

“emak cook soto huh?”

I guessed what my mom was cooking.

“hahaha, yes donk, right mom accidentally cook your favorite soto, who knows if you just nginep at uncle's house, so mom can eat her soto alone until full.”

My mother replied with a laugh mocking me.

“idih, what the hell is Mom, evil in fact same own child also.”

I answered while walking towards the bathroom.

I immediately washed my body from sweat after a day of adventure, so that my good looks are maintained, I am sure, if the name of the windfall will not be changed, yes donk, I do, earlier nolak soto made by aunty for fear of mother alone at home, eh this is actually dimasakin soto same mother, a very extraordinary coincidence is not the viewer?.

After bathing and praying maghrib me and my mother ate soto with a distinctive taste of hereditary ancestral heritage, which is one of the results of the development of the style of the nation's unifying kitchen knife.

Tonight we both enjoyed dinner accompanied by a myriad of stories that I got from the adventure all day, until finally the sound of songs from inside my room.

~~ Don't want to close my eyes

I don't want to fall asleep

'Cause I'd miss you baby

And I don't want to miss a thing

'Cause even when I dream of you

The sweetest dream will never do

I'd still miss you baby

And I don't want to miss a thing~~

“Bentar mak, there is a phone, Akbar take HP first.”

-- The call----

“Halo, pie pli?”

“hidih, usual, where's mom? I want to say”

“Sek, jerk, do not close the phone first.”

I walked into the dining room and handed my mother HP and told her that Yanuar called.

“Halo..Assalamu’alaikum.. pie, how are you doing dik? Your school?" Ask my mom

“Hallo, Waalaikumsalam, Alhamdulillah healthy mak, my school is also smooth, I have many new friends here mak. How's mom herself? Healthy by tho?”

“Alhamdulillah, aja healthy mother kok son, you do not be naughty yes there, horrin what your aunt uncle said, a real school, imitate your brother you know, let him be reckless but he pinter.”

Said the mother while looking at me and raised her eyebrows. I laughed at my mother's behavior

and imagine my sister's reaction compared to mine.

“Hehehe, yes mamaak, uh yes, thank you very much mak, already bought HP.

Akbar told me all that. Yanuar also promised, Yanuar School Value will definitely be good.”

“It's donk, it's just a child's mother, naughty little is natural, but must know the limits, must be balanced. If you want to be naughty, it means you have to take care of yourself, keep your achievements, and most importantly I have to pinter responsibility.”

Mother message.

“Ok shiyap my mother, do it, but Yanuar also will not be naughty like mas Akbar kok hahaha.”

“Yowes, it's udh night, you don't mostly play HP you know. Tomorrow school.”

“White mak.. Yes already, Yanuar close the phone first, mother keep health..

keep watching Akbar mas like Sunday night tomorrow want to mengapelinnya tuh. Haha..

Assalamu’alaikum.”

Yanuar ended the call by leaking a big secret, which I actually closed so that my mother did not know my night plans.

But what is the power of rice has become fried rice, I also have to rotate my brain and string words to make the right reason when my mother will be about Sunday night.

I could only be silent and swallow the soto sauce, and did not want to make any sudden movements, which would only make my mother more suspicious.