Enjoyment Ikhlas

SURPRISE

Dalu...

That's what Ami felt tonight. Tired of crying, he took a nap until the afternoon. Usually Sunday night, he plays in the afternoon market. Not after the incident this morning.

He walked towards the back alley. That's where his best friend's house is. Silent roads and minimal illumination, a little gripping. Ignore the feeling of goosebumps, because the cold even though there is no wind.

Doubtful, Ami headed for Surti's house. Not knocking, the door opened to surprise him. A gloved, peci-wearing young man stood looking at Ami. Anang, neighbor, friend, and husband Surti finally smiled at Ami after realizing his surprise.

"You looking for Surti, huh Mi? There's that, again behind the same Asih." Tilting his head slightly, Anang shouted "Tiiii! Ami's looking for you!"

"Yes!?" Voice from behind the house. Surti's loud (bangkiak) voice was heard more and more clearly, Amipun immediately walked towards the side of the house. "MY!" His shouting.

Teklek/Bangkiyak

Surti immediately hugged Ami happily, while jumping around a little. Like an old friend who hasn't seen each other in years. Until Ami staggered to hold Surti's body that was not slim.

"Already, already... Rich who did not meet for long, just last week all day waiting for our event, Ti... Yes, I went to the mosque first." Pamit Anang, then stepped away after closing the door again.

"Tumben's at home, Mi? Not stage...? are you sick?" Read his best friend while fingering Ami's forehead, frowning. "Not hot..." Mumbled.

"Tiii!, bring Ami here..! Cook me in living alone...!" The protest from behind the house.

"Yuk mi, we again make klepon. It just so happens that there's grated coconut from Bu Bardiyah, in love with my mother." Oceh Surti while dragging his best friend's arm, behind the house.

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Surti's family home is next to each other and some are turned back to each other. Behind their house, quite large. There is a bucket well and a small building, a kind of public kitchen. Inside there are already dim lights as lighting.

"Here Mi, there's a matured pencil. Staying in that grated coconut love, palm sugar is still in the pot." Smoke while busy scooping the valve from the boiling water, and half thrown into the slap (nyiru) containing a coconut grater on the side table.

"Well, it's not wrong for me to come here... Hehe..." Say Ami while starting to smear the cenils with grated coconut.

"But you haven't answered me yet, Mi. You're not on stage? Are you taking the day off?" Indict Surti while taking a spoon and a pot containing liquid palm sugar.

Silent moment. Ami thought, while taking a cenil that had been given palm sugar by Surti. looked at him for a few seconds, then tasted it under the gaze of both of his friends.

Cenyl

Not felt, while the story, a little arguing, until it runs out not much by the three of them. They agreed, Nuno was selfish.

After ripe all the calls, Surti brought a small plate of klepon for Anang who just came home from the mosque. Ami and Asih were still cool with their chatter.

"You don't, Mi... Reportedly, Semi is pregnant." The Asih whisper was restrained, while glancing towards the door. Ami who heard it was shocked to hear it, as if in disbelief.

"The mother said, Semi if you vomit in the morning. These three days of wearing a negligee, you know for yourself that he always keeps up appearances" Brisik Asih, a bit harsh with emotion.

"Who's pregnant?" Ask Ami, on a side.

"Nobody knows, he won't tell me. Bu Satirah did not dare to come out, afraid to ask the same of us-us. Haha..." Laughter echoed in the room.

"Hus! Don't do that, anyway... Kind of a messy family, if that's true. About, mas Kamto knew not yes..." Lirih Ami with a sissy.

"You still like Kamto, Mi? I heard his mother was slipping away at my wedding. If I knew, I wouldn't kick it." Sahut Surti from the door, full of emotion.

"Yes, Mi. Because of karma, he was. Dengernya, want to mate Semi same mas Nuno. They're not familiar, are they Mi..?" Asih asked while taking a klepon, then ate it.

"Mas Nuno has already bedded me" replied Ami, timidly. Surprised to his two best friends.

"WHAT?!" say them both, in unison.

"What true? When's? How's story?" Read Asih, forget the phone he has taken and put it carelessly.

Amipun told me about the morning where Nuno asked Pak Soemani for his blessing. The three of them are always crowded when they meet. Story after story graced that night. The night where Ami had to forget her enthusiasm for dance. He is grateful to still have a friend who can sustain his spirit.

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Hi Readers😊 my eyes are still like the new green tea in steamed😆 Author spend the night time, experiment. It turns out it's even slower because it resists sleepiness😅.

This chapter is an ordeal for those who perform fasting😅 Author pray, may the fast worship smoothly yaaa😁

The story about her pregnancy Semi did make a scene at that time. Ami said, Semi does like to play in the sense of going. Either shopping or walking. And always go home alone. Friend Semi no one knows who is a male friend, or even his acquaintances though.

Teklek or bangkiyak are wooden sandals that are often used by ancient people. Even now there are still some who wear teklek. These slippers, he said... It is safer to use in wet or slippery areas, such as kitchens and bathrooms.

Ami's message, keep your health. Drink plenty of water, eat vegetables and fruit. Always wear a mask when traveling. Bye, don't forget to be happy😉😘