
BRAK!!
The sound of the door crashing so hard into the wall of the living room. A woman with her bully body came into our house. His hands were tracing the waist with a pair of bulging eyes, as if both of his eyes were about to jump out.
“Nilam! It's been a month. And you haven't paid your debt a dime!” he shouted out loud. His sunglasses sagged, which was originally perched on the top of his head was now perched on the tip of his snub nose. “Remember! The longer you wait, the more you have to pay.”
Mama stopped her movement to add the shrimp that had been covered with flour to the bread flour. His right hand, which was still covered in wet flour, did not undo his intention to serve the arrival of his guests.
“Not that I don't want to pay, Jeng. Catering also just opened again, after a week of mourning,” said my mother patiently.
“Alah! Alesanthan. Not that your daughter is a model photo. If you guys just try a little, surely will not hesitate, right!” again with a still high-pitched voice.
“Jeng, I reiterate once again. This is only between me and Jeng Vivin. Nothing to do with Tiara. Let my son remain calm continuing his studies.” This time, my mom said it very strongly.
The fat lady just put her shoulders together. “As far as you are. I just reminded. Do not let you continue to wait and finally escape from this responsibility. I already gave you a way out. Your son can ...”
“Enough Jeng! Once again Jeng Vivin brought Tiara, I will run away and not pay my debt a dime!” gritted my mother bravely.
“Dih …. The crazier the world is. The debt is fiercer than the minjemin!” please remember that woman before she left us.
Hmm. .. Maybe he was afraid to see my mother's hand with the wet flour. It could be that his face that has been coated with a base of powder so thick it becomes thicker because of the flour in the hands of the mother.
I could only see all the events unfolding before my eyes without being able to say anything. Of course, not everything Vivin said was wrong. Yes, I should be able to help mama ease the burden of hospital fees that have been used as a treatment for the late papa.
I stared at the face of the middle-aged woman who was again busy processing the jumbo-sized shrimp. A tired-looking face, though not a word of complaint came out from his mouth.
“Tiara will be back in the studio, Ma,” lirihku.
I reached for a glass and filled it with water from the dispenser. Of course, in a time when you can be so tough to face everything all this time, I can't continue to be indifferent as if nothing happened.
“Neventless. You focus on your school,” says mama.
I gulped the clear liquid in the glass up to the toilet. “Tiara can do both at once. Tiara promises not to disappoint Mama.” I raised my fingers together to form the letter V.
“But ...” Those pair of eyes looked at me anxiously.
“Om Marcel have contacted me many times. There are some ads that he said are suitable for me to play,” connect me without the intention to make mama feel worried.
I saw Mama sigh and pull the corner of her lips. “Mama knows, you want to help. But remember, darling .. Your obligation is school. Let mama bear the duties of parents.”
I laughed softly. “Of course, Ma. I'm just going to have fun while achieving my dream of becoming a world model.”
I hugged the woman who had given birth to me and kissed her cheek. Maybe I should just say sweet things to cheer her up. It's not just me who's lost my spirit and sad after papa's death.
“Sore Aunt ...”
“Iya, afternoon,” my mother said without stopping her work. “Sana gih, meet your friends.”
I let go of the hug on her waist and left the kitchen with my friends.
I don't know why and when, I don't know exactly. My house looks like their headquarters. The four of us could even spend hours just talking from east to west with no clear direction of conversation.
“Eh, you know not. Seno is our math teacher. Said yesterday the arrival of guests at the school.” Shinta started our hot conversation this afternoon.
“Ih! You're this. Kayak news reporter deh.” I frowned at me. Surprisingly, my friend this one is very reliable to present a news that tickles my curiosity. “Who is the guest?”
“Chick. Beautiful with a wow body,” Shinta said.
“Pack Seno's girlfriend?” I was half curious.
Daren cleared slowly. The look in her eyes seemed so uncomfortable after I asked Shinta the last question I asked.
“Warning, warning!” raka said while chuckling. His elbow was deliberately nudged against Daren's waist.
“It looks like, anyway,” Shinta said. His face was pouting, revealing the feeling of disappointment that was in his heart. “If I had a face and body like you. I was the killer teacher!”
“Eh! What the hell,” said Daren.
Shinta and I have been friends for a long time and share stories. Different from Raka and Daren. Although we always walk together, but I have not been able to read well what is in their minds and hearts. Ah ... men are mysterious.
“I'll be back in the studio om Marcel, Shin,”. “I think I should study and be able to divide my time between school and my job.”
Shinta seemed surprised by this sudden decision I made. Of course because he always heard me reject every offer given by Marcel to star in a product.
“Truly, Ra? Are you sure you want to accept the offer again?” Shinta repeated my statement, as if not believing what she had just heard.
I pulled the corner of my lips and nodded confidently. “Consider, I'm stealing a start to start my career.”
“Well lo!” raka made the three of us surprised. “If you have started your career, it means the three of us can not play here again dong?”
Daren looks cute. I saw him pull out his phone and start focusing with that flat object in his hand.
I threw the couch cushion I was holding. “Eh, Raka. You think I moved to Mars that way? Why do you pretend you can't see me anymore? We can even meet every day at school.”
The young man caught the pillow I threw at him. But that move made his elbow come back in hard contact with Daren.
Daren who was playing with his phone was also annoyed.
“Yah's…. Kan's! I lost because of you. There is no morality!” he nodded with an annoyed feeling.