Dusk At Ufuk Malacca

Chapter 2

I cleaned the living room while humming. Do not forget to also arrange this room as well as possible because it is very messy even though every day I always clean it.

The screams of Mem echoed from the corner of the room. My body shook violently, afraid that there was something wrong that I had made.

"Sari, you're gonna have to look at this" cried Mem.

"Yes Mem, what's wrong?" my many.

"I have a very good God, he wants to look at me," sounded very happy employer.

Alamak ..I can only gawk because the one who turns his head is me. Inwardly I pity to see the Mem praying, but the head of the Goddess is leaning to the side. I turn slowly while cleaning the dust that sticks.

I'm afraid my master is angry. I kept my mouth shut while I was gone. Shortly thereafter many of the employer's relatives came to see the incident. Unceasingly the Mem gave thanks.

I prepared drinks for guests. I heard Mem laughing, maybe I can be safe this time. Soon they left one by one. The happiest smile came from Mem's lips.

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Because of the incident, Mem invited me to dinner at a Chinese restaurant. Many relatives were present. I'm like a statue, they speak their own language.

It looks on the table of dishes. I don't know what the menu is, which obviously seems so tempting. The one thing I was looking for at that table, was a spoon. They all wear chopsticks.

Adoaddo ..., I cried in my heart. I don't care about them anymore. I take rice with side dishes and yaapp I eat with my hands considering that my stomach has been kicked.

Mem looked towards me. I immediately wiped my hands on my shirt. My net caught something, I found a spoon. Although it was a soup spoon made from thick and rather heavy.

I heard the spoon clashing against my teeth. Not the food I enjoy, but the pain. My heart is also in pain to face reality.

Maybe I got back what I did. Not there, I choked on food. Si Mem showed me the menu book for the drink message. I pointed at the drink I thought was tea.

Shortly afterwards the waiter brought him a drink. I sipped straight and I snorted. It turns out that I ordered Thai Tea which tastes very bitter.

I'm back at the table, it looks fresh now. I even went back to enjoying the food with the super thick spoon. Wonder why I'm not choking anymore. Yes, I answered that I drank in the water tap. Finally everything choked.

"Feel," I whispered in my heart.

I smiled triumphantly, looking as if they were all looking at me while glaring annoyed. Maybe they think I'm so dirty. Even Mem looks so scary, I was down.

Some of the food I had eaten was because they ate a little because of what I said. But it brought me luck. At least I can eat a lot tonight.

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The dinner is over. Mem and I got back in the car and got ready to go back to his house.

In the middle of the journey, Mem snapped at me and grumbled with his language. I also do not want to lose, I replied with Madurese language. Let it go and no one understands.

Arriving at Mem's house the clock shows at 10 p.m. I immediately went to sleep, but he quickly prevented me.

He told me to finish ironing the clothes that were delayed earlier. I wanted to refuse, but I didn't have the courage to fight it.

Finally I did the job by holding back the drowsiness due to the effects of satiety. As a result, one black shirt was charred because I was late in lifting the iron because I fell asleep for a while.

My sleepiness suddenly disappeared. I'm heading to the kitchen and looking for black plastic. I could get angry later.

Finally I found a black plastic bag, enough for one shirt. Immediately I wrapped the shirt in plastic, and threw it in the trash.

For me it's the safest place because Mem never scoops up trash because he's so scared of getting dirty.

After hiding the shirt, I went back to ironing. I speed up the work so that it is quickly finished so that it can sleep.

It's all done at last. Sounds like a special Mem snoring. I went to my bed and continued the dream with a pillow.