Enjoyment Ikhlas

FRIED BAKMI

After the departure of the 3rd grade graduation party, Ami's world seemed empty. No more romantic bikes send her out of the house wherever she goes. There is no more laughter of sweet-talking young men, both at school and in the wayang sanggar.

There is only a shadow of farewell. Last time Topo drove her home in silence. Last time a warm hug was a little longer than usual. Last time a kiss on the forehead, a sign of separation. Last time a wave of hands, a big smile and a soft stifling look.

There are so many unspoken words and questions. Hugger up with a sense that might be lost in time. Daydreams and regrets carried over in Ami's next life, which must be lived with or without him knowing.

Actually, the change in Ami's attitude is quite felt by the people around him. Neither his parents, brother nor his best friend. Only, they chose silence and pay attention. Provided that Ami eats well, is active as usual and does not cry. That's all enough. Only Ami's best friend would not accept...

"Mi, you still think of Topo? Since he didn't come here, your face is not good to look at." said Asih, one afternoon after school.

As usual on Friday, they will gather to play or just chat. Tells about school days, or something else. Because their schools are not the same.

"It's not good to eat..." Timpal Ami, offended not because of the word he said. Especially because it reminds him of the departure of the lover of the heart.

"Good talk, I'm hungry Mi. In my house there's raw Bakmie, but I don't have the spice... Ki's sister is still sleeping, so even though I'm hungry I can stand it... But my stomach is so sore." said Surti.

Bakmies

"Ihappens... We make some fried noodles, at your house huh Mi? Don't take the seasoning first..." Sambar Asih is a hobby of eating. Indeed, only at Ami's house can they freely cook. Because of the kindness of Widji's mother who always spoils Ami's friends when playing at her house.

"Hm! Cepet him, when it comes to food" Dengus Ami looked at Asih's back and then moved towards Pawon. they disperse to take each other's equipment.

Ami then lived the pawonan, and prepared kitchen utensils. He waited for his friends while contemplating, a new habit after the stay of lovers.

"Mi! Daydream again..! Persambet, just found out how you feel..." Tegur Asih while putting the kitchen spices that he brought. "Where's surti, not here yet?" Ask.

"Lt..."Haven't had time to answer, Surti came with bakmi wrapped in banana leaves.

"A lot of you guys bring, do we want to party?" Said Ami in a high tone, shocked to see what the theme had brought to his wasp.

The three looked towards the amben, where to put bakmie and kitchen spices. There is too much for the three of them.

"Mmmm.... It seems like too much..." Surti. "But if it's not cooked now, redundant..." Reciprocity.

"Just like, Mi. Your mom's snack is big, you can cook it all. If it does not run out, we take home some of it." said Asih who was answered with a nod of the head by Ami.

They began to mix some spices and cooking. The atmosphere of Ami wasps became crowded by the chattering of the three teenagers who grew up. Without them knowing, Ami's mind began to be solved.

After the fried bakmie ripened, they just remembered not bringing the container from their respective places. Asih and Surti ran home and Ami went towards the well. Because the tableware that has been washed, it has not been put back into the wasp.

But something they forgot, didn't close the wasp door... So the mature Bakmie who was still in the frying pan, was lying on top of the amben unattended.

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Hi readers😊 How are you? Good and healthy, amen....

There's no record here, only if you ask to discuss Topo's problem... Frankly, the author became melow😢. I say their farewell while sticking low, really... Shaking cry, not throwing wind😁 (kidding).

Still continue the story of this Bakmi😅, do not forget to be happy😘