Don't Say SORRY

22

This morning Alby and Bree took a leisurely walk to the warteg near the alley of the house. They want breakfast. Bree looked at the 'banjan' line across the crossroad.

Alby understands. Bree looked at the crowd that was a little far away.

"Bri want to shop?"

Alby saw a small market on the edge. Alby knew if Bree wanted to cook it was certain from the first time he was at home, no matter he was from a long trip and tired. But the girl was lazy to tinker with the kitchen because the condition of the house was very chaotic.

Alby thinks Bree wants to buy something. There was doubt from Bree's head slowly to one side. Alby curious.

"We're going there." Alby's taking Bree.

They passed the warteg which became the initial goal, headed to the crossroad, then swept. They approached in a crowd of fish and vegetable vendors.

Bree's heart warmed up a little. Alby always understood his wish. Alby told him to save the money. Alby always pays Bree's expenses.

Alby looked at Bree who had just smiled broadly at him. Then approached a mother who was sitting in front of a carrying basket. Like a jamu seller. But in his basket there was only one jug of clay. Surrounding him were two small jars, a pile of small bowls and a duck spoon.

Bree crouched there, looked up at Alby standing up, briefly stared with his sweet smile, then switched again.

What was?

Alby felt like laughing at the girl's reaction. Should be quiet and indifferent. When chatting with annoyance. Previously unpleasant caterpillars clearly read. Suddenly, every moment is followed by something.

This girl, because for the sake of food becomes sweet towards her.

Alby saw a brown-colored wedang dipped from a jun, clay jug. With a long-stemmed dipper and his head about the size of a sloki, it was easy to get into the mouth of the jun. It was poured into clear plastic by the fourth, through a funnel.

Alby also wanted to try it, Bree ordered two. When poured into the bowl can be seen the wedangnya slightly thick. The dish is polosan and sown a kind of powder a spoonful of 1 milli size spoon. Bree asked spicy, and the mother added. Alby understood it was pepper powder. Alby could only shut up.

Wedang from rice flour with a distinctive spice aroma. Ginger and its cloves dominate. The heat warms the body. Alby likes it.

"Recommendation cafe, Bri."

Bree smiled faintly.

Bree will resign, why turn around. The owner's plan to add to the cafe menu is no longer his business.

But there was doubt in Bree's mind. He suddenly left the cafe. All the fun stuff comes through. Miss discussing cafes together like this is what you like.

Even his chest was rumbling to cry. Alby's hurt attitude, Sari's way, the change of Inspiration which is also like avoiding him, revolves between moments together.

"More, huh?"

Bree's courage is disturbed by Alby who wants to add. Bree nodded sumringah. He also misses the typical herbal medicine that was always diligently purchased by his mother. Bree did not like herbs, except for fast rice and jamu jun.

Bree chatted with some of the people who came shopping. Even just passing by, then stopping by for a while just chatting with Bree. Alby saw those familiar people were different again. After the herbs ran out and for a moment sat down to finish the chat, the two returned.

Still morning, in warteg still complete yellow rice, nasi uduk, and rice porridge, there is also glutinous.

Alby and Bree chose to eat porridge instead. Alby ordered two rice porridge with blazing eggs and sambal overlap.

"Cambles?" The warteg's mother was about to get some fried sambal for Bree.

Bree just wanted to nod but was interrupted by Alby.

"Again, Mom. Without sambal." Alby.

Bree fell silent. As long as the two ate, until the end of the meal, Bree was still silent.

"Wrap the sticky rice, Bri?"

"You." Once again Bree sumringah.

Alby order ketan kinca sauce, and ....

"The powder?" ask Bree when Alby will ask what he wants.

"Stub, Bude." Bree nodded.

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Sit back at home and talk. At 8 o'clock they decided to go out again to refill the gallon water to the depot that was expected to open.

After bathing they return to struggling lazily utilizing the holiday.

Bree wants to eat glutinous, and Alby goes along. The savory aroma immediately sounded and was delicious when the banana leaf wrap was opened. The sweet smell of palm sugar in kinca, and the distinctive aroma of sweet soy powder that Bree mainstay.

"Hm?" Alby offered a kinca glutinous bribe to Bree.

"No way."

"No need?"

"Doyan, there's only this."

Alby put sticky rice in his own mouth. Oh, see, Bree refused because the kinca sticky sticky leaves you.

There was a time when Bree spontaneously wanted to talk, showing off the exciting content that was watched, snuffed after seeing the man nearby was quietly fiddling with his phone. Bree lazily rambled cheerfully to Alby.

Alby occasionally looked at Bree who was in his own world with his cell phone. Cutely invited the girl to chat. Bree ignored. Bree's face looked jutek as he remained silent.

There is a longing for free moments to tell stories and laugh together. But what happens now is that both are cool with their respective phones. They misunderstood me because of their own thinking.

Until noon arrives. They're going out to buy food.

"Bri? This is all thrown away?" Alby pointed at the pile on the chair.

"I haven't seen TPS, Bi."

The landfills should be near the pond. But yesterday there was none.

"Let the man in the house take care of."

"Me?"

Alby then frowned as Bree glanced at him for a moment. Bree doesn't care about his kindness.

Alby's just an outside man, no matter what the house's business is, no need to bother. If Bree used to feel bad and sad, now Bree feels fierce to Alby who pretended to be a man behaving.

Bree stepped out. Alby sour. Exit, close the door.

The meal plan will now move to another stall. The stalls here are many, according to Alby, while enjoying another atmosphere in this housing.

"Search for snacks, yok, Bri?"

"Oh my God, Bi. I bought a macem-macem. Save the money."

Alby did not want to get dizzy, bringing Bree to the SD area which would usually have a lot of old school 'forsaken. Bree according to course will be taken to where by Alby. Bree follows Alby exploring the street-side hawksbill carts.

A bright sheet of old moon, various topical toppings and sprinkles. Alby asked to be cut smaller. There are many lekker with savory stuffing also sweet.

"A lot, your snack, Nduk?"

"What an old baby wants, Lek." Bree glanced at Alby.

Alby was offended once again. Not because of the nickname Bree threw or the crisp laughter of lekker baskets, but he was sickened by that expressionless glare. Though from earlier Bree seemed happy to chat with lekker basket, but to him immediately back lazy.

There is another quail egg omelet, which is shaken together with a knitted scallion. Bree asked to add the sauce. Alby also bought three pieces of cork ice. Alby's still glancing at the pinch cake.

"Bi? Your snacks are so much lo." Bree dear money.

"Ah, yaudah try that." Alby saw the mother of jamu jun who was sitting with a different basket this morning.

Bree fell silent watching Alby point at another seller. Bree reminded Alby who directed himself to the pinch cake, it wanted to ensure his sincerity. Alby did not buy it, but instead of stopping it still wants to add different snacks again.

Uh, was it, actually Alby's intention to buy a pinch cake or not?

"Jamu jun's mother?" Alby made sure the mother's cradle basket was different from the morning one.

"Serabi kuah." Bree responded.

Mini serabi with coconut milk and kinca. Alby order four packs. The coconut and coconut are separated.

Today Alby's child's soul is out.

"Bri, meatballs?"

"Yes." Yeah."

The two stopped at the Chicken Mie and Meatball stalls. Long enough 'drive' to finish eating, still add cracker snacks while waiting for orange ice and hot orange wedang run out. Then they moved from the shop.

Bree was again astonished, Alby stopped at the market page. Bree shook his head when asked what he wanted to buy, feeling he had been overwhelmed by the coffee bottles and snacks Alby had taken. Once again Bree shook his head, refusing to be offered ice cream by Alby. Bree's stomach is full. Not to mention the snacks that should be eaten soon.

Alby's a little sour. Bree's response was just a head-butt with no eyes on it. Alby instead wants instant noodles neatly arranged in the gondola, especially because the instant noodles look full of sorts. Alby didn't buy it. He just added a cigarette at the cashier.

Get out of the market with a shopping bag that is deliberately taken big. Finally krentilan transparent kresek bag of many elementary school snacks can be brought as well as in the bag market. There is shame in the neighbors if it looks like a lot of snacks.

Bree resigned when Alby bought a lot of food. Alby feels mumpung in the territory of people, although what is purchased is not all typical food. Bree also loves jajan. Bree forgot the principle of wanting to stay away from Alby.

Alby smiled at Bree's grumbling complaint while eating.

"Gini continues, make me want to buy snacks with you."

"I'll stress if you forget the habit of bringing nests with pudding, buying snacks for me."

"Eh, who am I ...."

Alby is amused when a bribe from her is not rejected by Bree. Bree eat ravenously. Seemed very satisfied to enjoy snacks, although throughout the meal did not stop mengedrumel.

"I have no right to ngarepin other humans who already have each other."

Alby changed his face. Bree kept pondering about the relationship that made her worry.

"When are we balek?"

"Didn't Bri want to stay home for long?"

The house is a little clean and tidy. No one else wants to see. Bree is already looking forward to getting on with the job and ending it this month. Bree shook his head, his mouth coolly chewing.

"Jude, tomorrow we go."

"Later refill water again. Instead of tomorrow afternoon trip, wait for depot opening hours. She's out of the shower, right?"

The new water depot opens at 8am. The first day fills 2 gallons. The second day, this morning filled another 2 gallons. Water for drinking, bathing, also just washing, of course, it runs out immediately, what else is still in the state of cleaning the house.

Alby realized that Bree who was lazy to take a bath since he was at home, reasoned that the water here was fresh, not as cold as the water in the province of the region. In this house Bree also more diligent drinking water.

"Letting out in the afternoon?"

"Your activities are abandoned for my sake. I don't want any more rumors to be untrue."

Alby sour. Bree's statement was a little disappointed.

"For me who still wants to be here."

"Oh. I'm ge er. Okay, leave for the afternoon."

Bree covered his face with a palm. His elbows were propped up next to his thighs sitting cross-legged. It's like hiding shame. Alby wanted to laugh at Bree's behavior. But also miris. Bree never stopped offending that and that again.

Yesterday the original Bree removed the marinade from a bucket that is now used to hold clean water. Three buckets are full of soaking clothes that are sill and there is rust. Either soaked since when. Bree will take care of it today.

Wash where if the bathroom and laundry are inundated with turbid and smelly water. There's no water. That's thought about later. Bree sorted out the ones that could still be washed clean. The rest will be thrown away.

It seems that everything is impossible to fix. Bree was also lazy to work on it. Although he was very sad. Lots of clothes and there are sheets and pillowcases and bolsters. I don't know what his brothers did. Bree wants to cry.

Bree decided to return to the regional province, two months after the departure of his mother. Takes a lot of things before you leave the house. At that time there was only clothing that belonged to her sisters. Two buckets are not full. And today Bree's memory is still fresh that the bottom of the bucket was nothing but a past soak.

"I'll help you, Bri."

Alby realized Bree had disappeared long ago from his sight. The sound in the kitchen made him come to look. Seeing Bree put a lot of cloth that is not in the form and smell into a plastic bag size of 40 cm. Two full pockets, plus one still filled, and many in long buckets.

Alby wants to help. In fact, Bree held back a cry as his hands worked.

"Bri must also remember the condition of the body. Let me continue."

Just reaching for the dirty empty bucket, Alby was stunned staring at Bree exclaiming loudly.

"Not to care! It's my business!"

Bree was upset to see Alby again. His heart ached Alby's attitude that can be said to be the same as his sister and father.

"You're an outsider who happened to stop by!"

Alby's speechless. Their eyes are glued. Bree was clearly full of disappointment.

Bree is ashamed of the condition of the house. Alby saw what he really was like. Remembering Alby as if to prank her feelings, Bree felt scared.

"If you want to go, go." Bree's voice softened. "No need to pretend well, but finally diem-diem step aside."

Alby frowned with his mouth tightly shut. His jaw could be seen clearly growling.

Bree looked down at the smelly cloths in the pouch, and his hands were disgusting. Just like his disgusting attitude, Alby has been paying attention all this time, then piety. Bree GR's. Her tears are spilling. He was very guilty of Rima.

Alby held back his anger. Bree is hurt.