
"Breakfast should go this far, huh? to Bogor everything?" kayra asked, they were all in the car and on their way to Bogor.
Iqbal again kissed the cheek of Raissa, her little daughter was more adorable. "I suddenly want to go there Kay, want to eat Dullah hajj chicken porridge," replied Iqbal.
Kayra raised her eyebrows confused. "The one in Jakarta is mas,"
"But that's a fake" answered Iqbal, who sounded unconvincing in Kayra's ear.
"Ah time si?" ask the girl. "What's wrong sir?" kayra asked Mr. Kusnan.
Mr. kusnan chuckles amusedly. "After the father in Jakarta had his name Haji Dullah mbak, but according to the father it feels the same si,"
"It feels the same way, though,"
"I don't know if I want to go to Bogor anyway," replied Iqbal again. "Suddenly I thought that, I happen to be on holiday Kay, too,"
"Yes, but it's weird,"
"You never crave, so I'm the one who craves,"
Kayra sneered softly, "yes that's not the case, too" Kayra said. "But all this time I've also craved tau mas, just yes it's easy, so there's no need to take care of you,"
"I'm not in the repotin Kay, either,"
"This one turns right, doesn't it?" ask Mr. Kusnan to cut off the conversation Kayra and Iqbal.
"Yes, sir, turn right later if there is a crossroad just turn left, it's not far where it is," said Iqbal who had memorized outside the head of this place. "You haven't been here yet, Kay?"
Kayra shook her head slowly. "Not yet,"
"Bi Surti hasn't?" ask the young man again.
Bi Surti turned to the passenger bench, shook his head slowly in response to Iqbal's statement. "Not yet mas," replied bi Surti.
"Surely you like it here, the place is really good. There's a gazebo-gazebo and there's plenty of food, too,"
"So it's not just chicken porridge, is it?"
"Engga dong Bi, aunty want seafood also exist, tilapia grilled there, roasted chicken there, even grilled stingrays there are also loh,"
"Fuck pari?" ask Kayra. He knew what stingrays looked like, but he could not imagine if stingrays were made into food. "What flavor?"
"I've never tried Kay, you'll be curious to try it" Iqbal said.
"No ah, I'm a careless child that's loh mas. Who was cursed to be a stingray with his mother because he was disobedient with his parents,"
"Is there an mba?" ask Mr. Kusnan who listened to their chat.
"There sir, it was when Kay was a kid watching on tapes" Kayra replied innocently.
"It's just Kay's fairy tale" Iqbal said.
"But still mas, the shadow is how it is," said Kayra shuddering in horror.
Iqbal chuckled softly. "That's sir in front of you" said Iqbal.
"It was still early in the morning already rame aja mas," said bi Surti amazed. "The aroma of cooking is very good," he said again. With a bright smile turned towards Kayra. "You can not yes, we will ask for the recipe to try at home," he said again.
Kayra chuckled softly. "No bi, they must use a family secret recipe, too" Kayra said.
"Later aunt while in taste, continue to write all the ingredients that are about to be used the same they continue to be practiced tomorrow at home deh," said Mr. Kusnan suggested.
"Raissa Kay's seat should not be left behind" said Iqbal cut off the chatter of Mr. Kusnan and bi Surti. "Tomorrow to buy again in Jakarta bi, easy," said Iqbal chuckled amusedly.
*****
"You will not run out later wrapped can kay," replied Iqbal.
Kayra shook her head slowly, the girl ordered Javanese fried rice with an iced orange. "I do not follow the stage of sin if the food is not exhausted" said Kayra again.
Iqbal chuckled amusedly hearing what Kayra said. "No, I won't share your sins with Kay, either" Iqbal said. "Later if there is still intact wrapped for children who were in the streets," said Iqbal again.
Finally Kayra nodded her head, she herself also knew Iqbal would not throw away the food he had ordered himself. "Eh mas, the Shilla is still the same Alvin isn't si?"
"I don't know, why?"
"We are rarely together. He also did not attend the seven-monthly event,"
"And it was a chocolate check because of Alvin, right? I also said mother because Shillanya cry, but it seems like it's better again,"
"Are you busy?"
Iqbal shrugged his shoulders. "Maybe, why? you miss Alvin?"
Kayra rolled her eyes lazily. "Shilla is beautiful yes, she is also a pinter, surely there are many who sneakin him. Continue if Alvin has made it wrong so why still want to try Alvin?"
"His name also loves Kay" Iqbal said. "Love sees nothing,"
"But if I was, I wouldn't want to be the same person I've been doing"
"Iqbal? Kayra?"
The call made Kayra and Iqbal stop the debate.
"Claras?"
*****
"Why did you bring me here, ah?" ask Tara. This morning Azmi suddenly picked her up at home, her brother was seen in a hurry and said he would take Tara somewhere without mentioning where. "Why do I love the Iqbal mas house?"
"Diem used to be Ta,"
"Lo what's gini?" tara asked confused herself with her behavior at times. "Lo promised I wouldn't go crazy, you know,"
"Gue's not crazy, either, Tata,"
"What is this?"
"Lo diem first," Azmi said. "Noh see," said Azmi pointing towards the house of Kayra and Iqbal.
"That's not Clara's sister? why is he here?" tara was confused.
Bima, the young man was seen looking for something in the yard of the house Iqbal, I don't know what the young man was looking for.
"But he didn't bring anything" Tara said.
"Diliat used to be Tata" Azmi said. "So I don't suspect to him I won't bring you here,"
"You suspect why not the same story as Iqbal Kayra?"
"They believed in Bima" Azmi replied.
"Eh look, he's gone" said Tara. "But don't bring anything, he's rich mengescek something si?" ask Tara. The two brothers looked at each other.