Dhyanda wait

Dhyanda wait
Cooking for Mom



Dhyanda is eventually driven home by Aldrick and his mother. At first the girl refused, but the man's mother insisted on driving her home.


"I went down in front of that alley, Auntie" said Dhyanda, raising her index finger in the air.


"Why? we take it to the front of your house, yes" said Kinara kindly.


"No need, Auntie" said Dhyanda smiling, "Sir Aldrick, please stop here, sir!" pinta Dhyanda was polite.


Aldrick stopped his car at the girl's request.


"My house goes into this narrow alley, Tan. So the car couldn't get in" Dhyanda told Kinara.


"Ooh, well then Auntie take her inside!" kinara said she was getting ready to get out of the car.


"Eh, no, Tan!! My house is still deep inside, Aunt is tired. Excuse me first, thank you for the kindness of Aunt and Pak-" Dhyanda forgot the name of the new teacher at her school.


"Aldrick" Kinara smiled.


"Ah, Yes, Mr. Aldrick" said Dhyanda repeating his name as he glanced at Aldrick who was still silent behind his wheel.


Huh!! teacher is kok belagu anyway? there is no hospitality, Dhyanda said in his heart.


"You be careful, Dhyanda. I'm sorry that Auntie couldn't get you home"


"yes, it's okay, Tan" Dhyanda smiled and exiting the white sports car, the girl waved her hand and slowly walked into the narrow alley towards her house.


Kinara and Aldrick continued to look at the girl until her figure was no longer visible as if swallowed by the mouth of an alley, a narrow road that can only be passed by one motorbike.


"Come on Al, we'll go straight to the airport!" said Kinara pat Aldrick on the shoulder who was still staring at the alley.


"Huh?" Aldrick immediately blinked, "what are we going to the airport for, Ma?" men are confused.


"Your cousin's brother is an hour away from Germany. Instead of us going back and forth, we better wait in the airport" said Kinara, "he plans to continue school here" the woman continued her sentence.


"What?" Aldrick was so shocked to hear that, his face turned sour as if he was not happy to hear the news.


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Arriving at home, Dhyanda immediately laid his body on his bed. Today is so tiring because a lot of his energy is wasted.


The girl glanced at the wall clock attached to the wall of the room, at 5 pm? why haven't you come home from the market?


He went back out of his room to the porch. Her eyes stared into the street, hoping Arumi's mother would come. Such habits are what Dhyanda often do when waiting for Arumi to come home.


"Arumi's mom hasn't come home yet, Dhy?" sapa Ayu, her neighbor who just passed in front of her house.


"Yes, Where's Lo from, Yu?" dhyanda's question made the oriental-faced girl turn to Dhyanda's courtyard.


"Abis bought a pulse at the front counter" Ayu replied and dropped her body sitting in a rattan chair next to Dhyanda.


"Ooh" Dhyanda rounded her lips.


"Mmmm.... Dhy. Sorry I want it to be okay?" ask Ayu doubtfully.


"It's just a time, Yu. Pardon all. What the hell is it?" Dhyanda was curious.


"It's about Lo's mother. Mmm.. I've been horrified by the people here that...."


"If what?" dhyanda asked increasingly curious because Ayu was still hesitant to say it.


"If Lo wasn't Arumi's mother's son, was she?"


"He..ha..ha..." Dhyanda laughed at Ayu's question just now, and made the girl frown in wonder.


"That was a public secret, Yu. Especially for residents in this village, kirain is already stale even" said Dhyanda relaxed.


"The answer's real. I'm not Arumi's mom. I'm a collector's boy, Yu" said Dhyanda again chuckled.


"Do you know yourself, Dhy?" tanya Ayu who has only been a neighbor for two years.


"Yes, I was with my mom when I was six. So I still remember where I came from, who my parents are" said Dhyanda.


"Where did Emang Lo come from? lo bule face is very, but the speech accent Lo flat-flat, there are no western accents so"


Dhyanda again laughed out loud hearing Ayu's words just now.


But his laughter stopped as Arumi came. Dhyanda who had wanted to tell Ayu finally he paled because he saw his mother had come home.


"Why is it that mom's coming home at this hour?" ask Dhyanda directly.


Arumi smiled looking at Dhyanda's face, "so on the market again rame, Dhy. Our sustenance today" said Arumi.


"Oh yeah? you know that I went straight to the market" said Dhyanda felt sorry because it was after coming from the hospital and went straight home, not to the market.


"Yes, just continue talking to Ayu, hot mom, want to take a shower first" said Arumi directly into the house.


"Sorry, Yus. I have to prepare food for my mother" said Dhyanda indirectly evict her neighbor.


"Oh, Okay, but Lo still has a debt yes, Dhy" said Ayu while moving from the yard of Dhyanda's house.


"What's wrong?" Dhyanda glared at Ayu.


"Lo's explanation before" cried Ayu as she passed away.


"Oke-okay" said Dhyanda. He immediately went into the house and went straight to the kitchen.


Dhyanda opened the refrigerator, took some vegetables and washed them. Agilely the girl cut up the food on the cutting board. His face was serious about the activities he used to do with his mother.


Two servings of vegetable stir-fry in the form of a mixture of bricoli, carrots, chicory, tofu, onions, red peppers, as well as slices of meatballs are cut for two to make more. The contrasting colors of the various materials are now presented as a rainbow on a plate. Not to forget Dhyanda also serves it with two small plates of white rice and crackers served all on the table.


"Well, you cooked all this?" Arumi was amazed to see the food that was served warm on the dining table.


"Yes, Mom. Let's eat!! I've laper you know from waiting for mother" said Dhyanda then pulled out the dining chair and sat on it.


Arumi sat opposite Dhyanda. The aroma of the cuisine had already pierced his sense of smell.


"Pinter cook too yes, you" teased Arumi impatiently wanted to immediately taste Dhyanda cuisine.


Dhyanda's cheeks blurted out, "is a good mother"


They finally enjoy eating it while interspersed with small talk. Dhyanda stared deeply at Arumi.


She Gave Her Half a Heart to Love Me like a Mother. Thanks mom.


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Sorry if the UP is late, please be understood because the author is also still nerusin ALEEYA story that is still on going. so the time is divided deh 😀😀


For those who have not stopped by the ALEEYA story, I wait.