Dreams of Devi

Meatballs or Chicken Noodles?

"Would it be finished?" ask me when it is slow and the ringleader that kunaiki is below.

"It seems, we have turned it many times," replied Alwi.

Thank goodness then, it could be if I keep spinning my head getting dizzy. Rehan got off first when the officer opened the fire. Alwi held my hand, maybe I looked scared once this time.

"No, Al. I can do it myself" I refused.

"Your face is pale, your hands are cold too. Are you really afraid?" I just laughed.

"A little dizzy, Al."

"Yes, we're going with papa's mom and your dad, yuk!"

"Where's rehan?" I don't know the existence of a child who was so happy when I was weak like this.

"She was just like that."

Me and Alwi walked towards one of the tents that became a stand for chicken noodle stalls and meatballs. Once there, it looks mama papa Alwi and Mr. who were talking with Lesehan. There's Rehan there, he's enjoying the ice.

"Where, exciting?" ask Miss Salma.

"What's wrong, Ma? This Devi is a drunken man!" alwi Protest.

"Oh my God, let's sit here. You want chicken noodles or meatballs?"

Alwi invited me to sit near Rehan. Even though my body was feeling bad because it had just come down from the ring, if offered with those two foods, where can I refuse.

"I'm a meatball, Ma."

"What's Devi's mom? Don't hesitate, Dek Rehan has also ordered, really."

Who should hehehe. I was confused to make a choice. Chicken noodles are delicious, the gravy is also addictive. But, meatballs are also delicious, perfect for sipping the sauce when conditions like this.

"You dizzy? Don't want to eat?" ask Alwi.

"No, kok. I'm just chicken noodles, Mom."

"OKAY. Drink some hot tea?" tawal Bu Salma's.

"Es orange!" my answer and Alwi compact."

"Oh, that's funny. Why is it so compact?" Mr. Hendra and Mr. Hendra laughed as well.

"Saking his spirit our times, yeah, Dev. So just like that," said Alwi.

"But you like orange ice?" my many.

"I like everything, anyway. As long as there's ice it's fresh."

"Oh, so."

Alwi then pulled out his phone. I'm guessing he's texting Nindi. He just kept smiling embarrassedly. A moment later a call came from the girl.

"I'm done good by your best friend. He but cemen, it was a cold," Alwi told Nindi.

"It's just a little dizzy, you know!" my protest.

Nindi's voice rang out, Alwi was clouding the speaker's call.

"Why don't you take me?"

"We did not accidentally meet earlier, there is a mother papa with her sister and father Devi as well, really. You don't get jealous" said Alwi.

"As long as Devi is safe, Al. I won't be angry!"

"Sometimes, I'll bring you here."

"Same Devi?"

"Both, dong. Let's romantic.

"When I go to the night market, I want Devi. No Devi, no want!"

"Hm .. yes, yes, same Devi. But sometime, yeah."

I smiled, Nindi could have said that. Did he not think that I would become a mosquito repellent?

Not long after that the requested order arrived. The chicken noodles in front of me were ready to be enjoyed, it turned out that Rehan also ordered chicken noodles like. After giving a little complement in the form of chili, sauce, and soy sauce, I stirred my chicken noodles. Suddenly the scent of meatballs belonging to Alwi burst out, I want it too. Perhaps this is the definition of neighboring grass always looks fresher.

"Eh, no, really."

"You must be drooling at my meatballs, right? Hm, that's delicious meat."

Basic Alwi, just know that I want the meat. I've had a few mouthfuls of noodles. I stormed the orange ice, so it didn't feel like half of it. Well, if you obey your wishes, a glass of ice must be lacking.

"Eat him if you eat not while drinking, stay a little, right?"

I just smiled at Alwi's comment. It was as if he could read my mind. Maybe he guessed from my disappointed moves with the remaining orange ice.

"More chili again?" asked Alwi as soon as I took a spoonful of sambal, which was less shady.

"A little bit, Al."

"Girls are always stronger when eating spicy food. I'm not strong enough, one spoon" said Alwi.

"Yes, Mas. I also like that, eating spicy a little directly my stomach hurts," said Rehan, the child with a sensitive stomach.

"Awas, you know, Dev. Do not eat sambal much, pity your stomach," said Alwi to me.

"A little bit, Al."

"That's not a little bit anymore, that's a lot."

"Yes, yeah. Not much else next time." I continued my eating activities, Alwi and Rehan were also busy with their respective meals. Mr. Herman and Ms. Salma were busy too, I had no idea what they were discussing.

"Your PR, Dev?" alwi asked on the sidelines eating.

"PR what?"

"IPA."

"Udah, I was working in class at the time."

"Sip, I did too. Nindi was at that time."

"Now it's been a diligent relationship since dating Nindi," my god.

"Well, that's the bonus. So happy, you can get Nindi."

"Yes, you're very lucky."

"You're no longer close to anyone, are you, Dev?" ask Alwi.

"At least close to you, right?" reply meledek.

"Where does that mean?"

"Yes, I'm right now beside you."

"Yes too, anyway. I mean you're close to other guys aren't you?"

"Nothing!"

"Mbak Devi and Mas Alwi are very chatty, from earlier eat while chatting!" rehan's protest may have been interrupted by my and Alwi's conversation.

"You just eat what's so hard, anyway? Consider it again listen to the radio," I said.

"Rombeng radio, ugly Mbak's voice!"

"Eh, Rehan likes it really." Alwi laughed, I chose not to consider it.

***

It feels very satisfied to be able to eat chicken noodles with sambal to cry. I rubbed my sweaty face with a tissue. Alwi seemed surprised to see me like a sad person.

"Kayak it want to be diterusin aja eat sambalnya. Want some more ice?" Kulirik Alwi glass that still contains quite a lot there. Oh, I still have a pomp, thought I was a cheap girl who would take the rest?

"No, Al." I still shake my mouth with my hand.

"Ma, have another ice for Devi, okay? Poor thing, he's crying for spiciness."

Moments later, Mr. Herman, and Ms. Salma saw me. They laughed a little because they saw my behavior. I tried to smile, I wanted to scream, so spicy!

"Oh my God, so sorry. Yes, ask for one more. Uh, if you are the same Dek Rehan would like to add also not papa," said Ms. Salma.

Alwi then stood up and approached the seller. Very nice Alwi family.