
“You brought stock?”
“Iya nih, equipped with Mama Vindra. Very good yes. I've refused because it must be a snack at school eh but still aja given provisions,”
Anin goes with Vindra to the cafeteria with Zeline. Usually they ate what was sold in the canteen, but this time there was something different from Anin, and Zeline immediately realized that.
Anin brought her own food supply, and it was from mama ya Vindra. While Vindra himself bought canteen food.
“How come you didn't bring stock too?”
“Mama already knew I would refuse to be forced to like anything, so I was not prepared deh,”
Zeline nodded her head. So Anin was prepared by Rina, Vindra's mother, while Vindra himself never brought supplies because he did not want to prepare, in the end Vindra certainly refused.
“Why don't you ever want to bring supplies? Though ‘kan mama's cooking is healthy tau,”
“Iya I know, but ‘kkan me breakfast the same night already at home, well I want lunch outside, and Mama also knows how. Mama know, young people ‘kan like snacks,”
“Iya anyway, I also like to buy food outside during the day, because ‘kan city is in school. Carry ribet provisions anyway?”
“Iya, for kayak guys I'm quite complicated anyway,”
“Padahal just take it in the bag,” said Zeline who does not agree with the word ‘ribet’ somehow where the ribetnya location? Already prepared by the parents, the child lives in a bag, so there is actually no hassle in the slightest.
“By the way, I don't know if Anin is staying at your house,” Zeline said as she looked at Vindra, whether Vindra was aware or not if Vindra had not told her. Zeline got a story from Anin.
“Yes she is staying at my house, taught by Mama,”
“Evening together was the two of us last night huh, Vin?” Anin's question was instantly answered with a nod of the head by Vindra.
Again Zeline had not heard any stories from Vindra, but he ignored them. Maybe for Vindra there was nothing he had to tell Zeline. Although actually Vindra is a type of man who is quite open. Especially with Zeline and Zeline as well. Every day they share stories but maybe about Anin does not need to be told.
“Eat fried rice, next time we invite you, Zel. The fried rice is really good, really,”
“So much sandwich made with your Mom yes,”
“What's bad about your cooking? I think his son, all delicious,”
“This is a really good sandwich,”
“You like?”
“Like dong, don't ask again should be,”
“Zeline, have you ever had breakfast with Aunt Rina? Must have been? Aunt Rania ‘kan very good guy,”
“Entertainment, Aunt Rina nitip to Vindra,”
“What? Sandwich also or—“
“Multiple times, the menu is all kinds. There is toast, fried rice, black glutinous porridge, sandwiches, anyway some menus deh,” replied Zeline who honestly admitted that Rina was also good to him. Several times Rina sent food supplies to him through Vindra.
“Later to home I want ‘kan? You asked Mama I know,”
“Hmm..sorry but I want to meet Mama I'm shopping for snacks for tomorrow go,”
“Where are you going? Why didn't you tell me anyway?”
“Not yet, I forgot. Anyway, should I tell you?”
“Normally also stories all kok,”
“Yes you told me everything? Hmm?”