Dreams of Devi

That Guest

I don't know who's talking to you in the living room. It doesn't seem like Alwi or Nindi. Several times the sound of the Father laughing, it means the guest is a person who is quite close to the Father.

"Sir, are you home?" yelled the Father who might hear my voice and Rehan.

"I-yes, Sir. This is Devi just coming home."

"Here, you know, Nduk!"

"Yes, sir."

Suspicion suddenly appeared. It was as if I heard the voice of Shiham there. When did he come to my house?

"Well, you're lying, yeah!"

Like a thief who was being caught red-handed, I could only keep quiet with guilt. Well, surely you will scold me after this. I'm sure Shiham told me about my lies.

"Eh, Shiham, it turns out. Why bring so much stuff?" Scratch of fruits and some food lined up on the table. It must be Shiham's.

"Can't you?" shiham asked, smiling at me.

"Sit down, Nduk!" I could just sit, I could forget.

Finally I went to the kitchen and left me and Shiham. But I was just scared. May Shiham be very angry with me and hold a grudge.

"You said Father?" I whispered while occasionally watching the door, afraid that suddenly you appeared.

"Say what?" ask Syiham by sipping a drink that has been prepared by the Father.

"What would you say if I was sick?"

"I didn't say that, just calm down. You're scared, aren't you? That's why don't like lying. You think I didn't see you under the table? Sebo*oh is that me?" Syiham laughed, this time it was me who felt bo*oh.

"So seriously you didn't say?" Syham nodded.

"Continue fitting in here what did you say?" I'm still curious.

"Say you want to dance, kept Mr. Basir saying that you're in school. Yes, I said I want to wait," explained Shiham.

"Have you been here long?"

"About 20 minutes. There's not long to wait for a Devi." Syiham began to relapse the nature of his tempter.

"Know that was playing first" I said.

"Stay I wait. Aren't you the one who gets unlucky? Mr. Basir will definitely scold you."

"Why are you so familiar with my father?"

"Ask your father, dong. Well, tuh, he's coming. Sir, Devi wants to ask you something." Ah, I feel like I really became the most unlucky human being with Shiham.

"Ask what, Nduk?" I put three bowls of chicken noodles on the table. Wow, looks very tempting.

"Eh, Devi didn't want to ask, really. Shiham it's-there's just one."

"So ask why we can be familiar, said Devi, sir," explained Shiham.

"Oh, Mas Syiham is the son of Mr. Rudi, a friend of SD. You used to play there too, so we're familiar." So quiet, Father, I didn't even know there was a story like this.

"Oh, that. Here's the chicken noodles you want to eat, sir?" I said that I couldn't bear to move the food in the bowl to my stomach.

"Rehan is it, sir?" I asked who realized my beloved sister was not there.

"He didn't want to, he asked for a snack." Oh, clever as well.

"Oh, there's a want. Yes, if it is."

Without talking we finished each other's noodles. I ran out the earliest, between hungry and doyan. I saw Shiham put on a surprised expression when he saw me put an empty bowl in a short time. I don't care, even if he seems to me that would be a good thing.

"Eh, sorry, release." I closed my mouth after burping. You also gawked, maybe only Rehan who often saw me reflex to do so.

"Are you full, Dev? Or do you want some more?" ask Syiham.

"How do you think? You ask me what's wrong, Ham?" I was upset by Syham's question.

"Eh, that's really asking. You look great when you eat. I like to see girls like that, gemesin tau! Getting pretty!" Ih, the intention of making illfeel even makes him more persimmon.

"What, anyway? Intentionally, right? Ugly, right?" my pieras.

"From now on why should you use that kayak tone, Nduk? Women, it should be more subtle when speaking. What's the same problem with Shiham?" Kapok, it turns out that you are too sensitive and realize my shock.

"Eh, no, really, sir. I'm the same Syiham always joked like gini. We're really getting along, aren't we, Ham?" I blinked my eyes several times to code Shiham.

"Yes, really, Mr. Basir. This Devi at school is very humorous. I like to make people laugh. He may be his dream to be a clown," said Alwi as well as his speech.

"We feel like a new school a week, that kind of familiar support" I chanted.

"We're familiar, right? What, anyway, Dev?"

The return of Shiham I have been waiting for. That man could feel very comfortable visiting me. Maybe if he does not remember an appointment with his mother, maybe chatting activities can continue up to thousands of episodes.

Syiham waved his hand when the motor was turned on. He just nodded while smiling kindly. While I was not in tune with the two men, I seemed unconcerned.

"So Mas Syiham bothered to bring chicken satay too, we do not need to cook, Nduk," said the father when entering the house. Well, why should you buy chicken noodles if there is food available from Shiham.

"Continue buying lots of noodles. Usually one pack is divided by three," my lead to the Father.

"That was also the one who brought Mas Shiham. You are so sorry for him. Bring a lot of stuff for us." Shiham is the second Alwi, both like to give food and annoying.

"Refusing rizki isn't good, sir. Just be grateful, budget-saving calculations, sir." I smile.

"Yes right too, but still sad it's going to be, Nduk."

"Dispose of all the delusions, sir. Thank God that's it."

Me and Dad decided to clean up the living room, Rehan was also there. After the mat was rolled up, Rehan helped me sweep the floor that was still lined with castings.

"Sir, have you been close to Shiham for a long time?" tanya made me laugh. I am not at all close to Shiham.

"I'm the same he's just a friend, sir. What do you think we are doing? A boyfriend? Don't date, meet him just lazy," I said very honestly

"really? Good, yeah, if so. You never like to see your children to dare to date. So a good example for your sister."

"Yes, sir."

"Sir Basir, this is the chicken why is it left wandering around? My plants are eaten with your chickens."

I immediately looked for the source of the voice, I followed it. It turns out there is Bela Ma'am who is racking his waist because it is emotional.