Flavor Anomaly

Part 9 of the house of Angga

"Cha .. come on! Really males!" scream Nova with my hand. He looks neat. Wear a full sports shirt with white sneakers that match the suit. While me? Still wrapped in blankets, scrooling devices, looking for a row of Korean films that I have not seen that I have entered the list of favorites.

"Males ah, Nov. Elu aja sono's. Still this sleepy."

"Geez! How to cepet dapet mate try. So very males. Become your spinster, Cha!" namel Nova while out of my room.

"Hey! You don't think you're single, do you?!" my reply was no less harsh, hoping that he realized our status was the same.

The sun has gone up. The atmosphere was still cold enough to wake up. This is a weekend anyway. Laze day for me.

The door sounded shut tight. The sound of the motor went from the yard. Signaling Nova's gone with Bang Ojol. It's been since last night he whined for me to jog with him this morning. And since last night, I've been resisting him.

Priests.

Ah, this is it! This horror. Definitely cool.

Just half an hour into the movie, I faintly heard the sound of a parking car in the front yard. It's just, I'm still flinching from my position. It feels like missing this movie, just to see who comes is stupid.

Hingaa suddenly the door sounded creaking. Contact me shut up. Pressing the option of pause on the screen while frowning.

Who, huh? Time Nova? No way. He went home before noon. So then? What a thief, huh?

I threw the device just like that. Tread towards the door. It feels like the atmosphere of the house is much more gripping than the movie just now. Netra slowly towards the hole key. Peeped. Slow footsteps sound faint but I make sure they come from inside the house. A shadow of someone began to appear on the floor. A gent. Who, huh?

Until the moment he was in the doorway of Nova's room, I straightened my body. My breath began to hunt.

"Idham!"

I pressed my head in worry. Pacing back and forth behind the door looking for a way to avoid the jerk.

Focus, Ocha! Think on! How do you escape from here.

I locked the door slowly. Even trying not to make the slightest sound. Finished locking the door, I grabbed the totebag, heading towards the bedroom window. Luckily my bedroom window went straight to the front yard and was wide enough for me to enter.

She must have found me. It's not possible to rob, so even if I live in a house like that, no problem. Mostly I chat Nova aja. Let him know.

Kuraih devices in a bag, and sends a message to Nova.

"Gue ran away from home. There's Idham. Don't go too late, yeah. The door of the house is not locked."

"Well?! Where are you going, Cha?!"

"Quiet down. Don't worry."

Arriving at the garden near the house, I threw my body on one of the wooden chairs. Fortunately this morning, the atmosphere of the park was quite crowded. Even if Idham catches up with me once, I don't have to worry.

The goose!

"Nga! Go, yuk. Iofen."

It only took 1 minute for him to reply to my message.

"Where the hell, Cha?! Mager. It's early morning too!"

"Here, Angga. Chivy. I don't know this path."

"Where else is he?"

"More."

I'm sending you the location where I am now.

"Damnah, Cha! That's far from my house. Look at it, yeah. Let you know how far my house is. Anyway, I haven't had a bath, haven't eaten, haven't boker, ah. long ah preparation."

There's no way I'll make a kidnapping drama first, right? Let him come here.

The corner of the lips kunaikan. There are many ways to get it moving from the bed. And ruin his day off. Ocha is not the name if it cannot make Angga move from his laziness.

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"Assalamualaikum ..," I said as soon as I arrived at the house painted light green, according to the instructions of the map.

" Wa'alaikum salam" said the voice of the woman from inside the house.

I'm throats. Neutralizing a voice that sometimes hindered my own nervousness. Take a slow breath and prepare to put on your face as best you can.

Door opened. A very friendly middle-aged mother appeared.

"Who's looking, huh?"

"Sorry, Mom. Angga, any?" I ask with my eyes to explore the living room of this house. Hoping to find just one photo of Angga, so I'm sure if it's not wrong to enter the house.

"Oh, ada. For a moment, yes," the mother looked back while shouting for her son.

Before long Angga appeared with a crumpled look. I really just woke up from sleep. He was a little surprised to see my arrival. It looks like the way he sees me.

"Well? Ye? Why?"

"Coc what? Take you. How, anyway?"

"I said I didn't, Cha?"

"Why not? Because far? What is far away now?"

Angga's mother just looked at us alternately with a smile. "Go in first, yuk," he asked.

"That's okay, Mom. This is a guest only for a moment" said Angga without guilt.

"Ade!" exclaimed Angga's mother with bulging eyes, annoyed at the attitude of the lack of teachings of his son. I laughed as much as I could. Then Angga's mother took me in.

Up inside, I was interrogated with standard questions. Like name, address, and job. Meanwhile, Angga came back to get me a drink. It took only 2 minutes, he had already returned with a glass of water.

"Eh, Cha. You know, the white water here is the most delicious in the world. Cobain deh," he said, thrusting a glass at me. I narrowed my eyes, of course, by receiving the glass.

"Sorry, if there is no food. You see, it has not been harvested" said Angga again, sitting next to his mother.

"Ck! You miser!" sumpat the mother was accompanied by jeweran in the ear of Angga, and managed to make my laughter explode.

While enjoying the most delicious water, I just silently watched the mother and child who were discussing using the Sundanese accent. Netraku swept a glance around to see the state of this house in more detail. Warm. A word I can describe in a short time.

A feeling I haven't felt since my parents died. There is no longer any warmth like home. Even home to me is just my bed. I rarely stay home on holidays like this. I usually go nowhere. Seeking daily activity. So when I get home, all I need is sleep. If I feel lonely, turn on the TV with a loud volume so that the atmosphere sounds crowded.

I take a deep breath. Resisting the sadness that suddenly appeared.

Don't cry! Shame, Ocha!

"The cha? So then? But I take a shower, okay?" ask Angga suddenly.

I who was initially still struggling with a longing for the atmosphere of home and family, suddenly shocked and only gawked in response to Angga's question. I nodded shortly as my consciousness returned.

"Have him not long rich usually, yes," shouted the mother to her son who had just entered her room, "Sorry yes klo lama. Habits, do not know what the child is doing. It's also bad, don't take a long shower."

I laughed back. Sipping water until it is completely toilet. "It's okay, Mom."