
Maudy
Just up to the airport, I got off and breathed. Welcome to the land of the people, I welcome myself. Encouraging myself. Ah I think I'm gonna love this place, uh wait, no. I don't like it here, there's no Bima.
A man waved his hand at me. His face was handsome at almost 40 years old. She even has blonde hair again, wow. Not wrong, that's me.
"Om Vishnu?" I immediately ran, he opened his arms ready to welcome me into his arms.
"Hey." Ruffling my hair. "You're healthy mo?" Yes this is what I like, he calls me different tau from others. He said it's cooler here, I'm fucked.
The first day here, I who just got off the plane was immediately taken around this city. Getting to know popular places and most importantly, I pointed out that I would go to college where. It turns out that the family of the mother is also rich, yes, this is one of my own om.
"Later you take college in the morning, well later you start helping om at the restaurant. Learn, he said your father wants to have a business."
"yes om. But what major will I take?" My toot.
"You're enrolled in a business management major."
Ha's? This isn't wrong? I'm actually confused. Not that it has been far off from my school, I was once an IPA child. But how will you? This is what I should be doing too.
One day I travel with my mom. And finally, at 4 pm I arrived at the luxurious house owned by my om, which beside it was a high-class luxury restaurant. Wow, awe I can't cover. Even this is more luxurious than the house of Bima. What the hell am I thinking? Why do I compare gini.
I have one child, and that is 12 years old. A handsome boy who has to be polite. His wife was also friendly, that was also what I expected. Because if the master is friendly, won't we as guests be at home? But I'm not like a guest anyway, even I'll be here for the next few years.
"Well, till Dy?" Aunty Aira's voice greeted me as I walked in.
He's my aunt, Syaira Sabaniah. Sometimes people call him Aira, but if my om always call him Niah, they call him from the first known.
"Aunty?" I smiled and approached. Get used to this woman, if you meet will definitely be cipika-cipiki.
"Some aunt?" I asked, but I knew what it was like.
"healthy. You how? Mammy? Your father?" Ah he's all. Naturally, it is also rare to return to Indonesia.
"Healthy aunt. Bian where's aunt?" I immediately set my eyes on the corner of the house. Ask my cousin sister. Ah her name is almost the same as Bima.
I said his name right into remembering something. I haven't told him yet ah bod*hnya me.
Aunt Aira immediately led me to a room that I would later occupy. Unimaginable to me, my room alone was this luxurious. The bathroom is inside, there is a bath up, cold AC. Wih, will show off with Kiki I later. Why do I feel like a village once? Not really, because I only often see it but have never been raced directly.
"May you be at home Dy here." Aunt Aira smiled warmly. I turned around and returned her smile. I even forgot that there is still aunty Aira here, amazed to see the contents of my bedroom later.
"It's aunty, it's so fancy again." I subconsciously said honestly, uh Aunt Aira laughed.
He walked closer to me.
"You're this. You prove the same to people that you go home later yes, you should make your parents proud." Aunt Aira stroked the top of my head. It feels like the words of Aunt Aira pinch me so much, why do I want to prove this to the Bima family huh? Maybe because her dad always trifles me huh.
"Later change your appearance slowly. Let men be more amazed by the beauty you have." Well this is the second time Aunt Aira said that I think it was really bad. Not a pain, but a reality.
Only, Bima I am like this I am crazy. Haha pede once me huh? How about I get dressed? Hem, but the words of Aunt Aira I will consider, because it's already two people who say this.
When I say the name Bima I remember again.
"Hem aunt, where's the first card? You see, I don't have a aunt yet, it's still an Indonesian number. I wanna tell mommy about it?" Before aunt Aira came out well I asked. And my reason seems to be fitting.
"Oh that. Let auntie call Bian for your nemenin. You don't know the area here."
I just nod. After Aunt Aira came out of the room, I immediately dropped my body on a soft, luxurious mattress. Rolling here and there, it looks like I sinned to forget about mom for a few hours. Sorry mom.
The sound of knocking on the door blew away all my daydreams. I know, this must be Bima, uh Bian I mean. I opened the door and saw a handsome 12-year-old man. He was like a grown man.
"Dian?" My eyes sparkle with my cousin who has not seen her for the past 4 years. Even when grieving the departure of my grandmother I also did not come, when I should have been able to meet if only mother invited me at that time.
"Sister mo?" His voice has changed haha. The way he called her was the same as his papa.
"Come on, my mom said I asked you to buy something." Say it and just hold my arm. Not awkward at all to him, I'm glad to have a brother like this. Although his life was much different from mine, but he had no pride, I believe it now. If my grandmother's descendants are good people, including me hehe.
I went to one of the stores that sold starter cards here. After buying it I quickly put it on my phone. Who did I tell you about first? Mom or Bima?
"Why brother?" Ask my handsome cousin this one, maybe he knows I'm confused.
"Let's just calm, I told my mother my sister." Ah Bian I want to hug you now. It turns out my turmoil could be over. All right so now I'm gonna call Bima.
"Hem yes?" Bima's voice was already heard in my left ear. I turned the call into a video call. Unmitigated yes, haha yes I honestly I miss Bima now.
"Bab? You sleeping?" I saw him who was still narrowing his eyes, Bima rubbed his eyes again to make sure that this was me.
"Darling?" His eyes opened wide when he saw me smile.
"You're asleep? What time is Bim?" I said and held my hand on my chin.
"Honey, this is different in Indonesia. It's 1pm." I saw Bima yawn. I seem to disturb his sleep.
"Yes, you are sleeping again. You're sleepy, aren't you? Sorry Bim, I'm bothering you." I pretended to turn my face into something sad.
Bian is still loyal beside me now. Because we are still sitting on one of the benches in the complex. I can't wait to get home to tell Bima.
Bima rounded her eyes when she saw that there was a figure of a man beside me who was sticking his face on my face. That's not really Bian's goal, he just wanted to see who was now talking to me on the phone.
"He who?" His voice turned cold. Even Bima immediately sat down, rising from the fall.
"Hi, brother?" Greet Bian and wave towards Bima.
"Hey?"
Bima even threw out a fist and snorted.
I know this situation will definitely be uncomfortable, either for Bima or Bian.
"Bim, are you sleeping again? I'm going back to your house too." I have a little doubt about actually saying this.
"Say you're the one who's distracted right now, fine."
Not yet had I answered Bima had already turned off her call. Ah I tried to send a message but only tick one. Know me if Bima is angry, or jealous. Crazy yes, even though Bian is still a child, only his face and posture only look mature. About handsome also Bima not lose, but so be it. Tomorrow I will call him with words of affection a thousand times, so that he does not get angry.
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Walking in the suburbs this afternoon feels good. The area is clean, and many people are also walking. But on average, I am sure I have a car. This has always been a comparison with my own homeland.
"Sister?" Call my handsome brother.
"Yes Bian? Why?" We were still walking leisurely and holding hands, swinging hands like children were walking.
"Whose one was it? Brother's girlfriend huh? We don't have a brother like him. Is he a paternal cousin?" I know, Bian would ask this. I'd better be honest, after all, mom's dad already knows.
"Yes Bian. Why?" Now I'm asking. From the look on Bian's face I can tell if he wants to say something.
"No brother. How handsome." Bian smiled looking at me.
If only Bian was not fluent in Indonesian, I would have trouble too. But my om has always used Indonesian since Bian was little, so even though he was raised abroad with a different language, at least Bian will still know Indonesian.
"Bian, what is it?" I asked when I saw the seller on the side of the road, not far from my house.
"Oh it's calamari kak, but it's only eaten with vinegar. It tastes good, if for those who are used to eating." I immediately shuddered to hear it. As far as I usually call this menu sushi anyway, it is also in a luxury restaurant, Indonesia also exists. But, this is a loh in a roadside stall. Kirain only in my homeland which has many stalls on the roadside, it turns out there are also here.
It doesn't feel like it's getting dark. Me and Bian both sweat, yeah probably because it goes quite a distance. Why not just use the car? Oh no, it turns out that I'm not letting Bian take the car now. So remember Bima continues, Bian also has strict rules, but not as outrageous as his papa Bima.
I went straight to my aunt and om, to get into the room, clean up. Soak in bath up. I imagine it must be fresh.
And I don't mind.
"Yes already. Let the waiter take the food to the room. Om got to go to the restaurant too now, see the conditions and the situation."
Whahuh? eat between the waiters to the room? Wow really like my employer I'm here.
"Eh mo wait?" I turned around and stopped my steps.
"You don't sleep late tomorrow morning, you'll learn to take a car. If you are going to college, bring your own car. So from now on we have to learn." I nodded and walked back into my palace, uh room.
One more surprise today, it feels like I really sinned comparing my life with my family. I'm sorry, dad, that's not what I meant. Maybe because our economy is different from ours.
I went straight into the bathroom, doing everything I had imagined. Happy, that's how I feel now.
It's all done now, I'm fresh again. I lay back after it was delayed because I bought the starter card. I need to call Dad now.
"Hallo, is this Maudy's father?" Dad laughed immediately. I wonder why he laughs too?
"Why then?"
"Your mother from earlier waiting for you to call, uh just asked you directly on the phone. How's it there, do you feel at home?"
Not yet I answered, the sound of knocking on the door had to pause my call with dad.
"For a moment, yeah." I put down my phone. Then walk towards the door.
After opening, the waiter brought a tray containing complete food with fruit and juice, there is also milk. Geez, is this my excessive om or me who is a village anyway?
"Thank you." I said and smiled, the waiter nodded and left.
I took him, and put him on the table in the room.
"Why are you Dy?" The phone's switched now, and mom's holding it.
"That was the service for dinner to the room."
"What?" Mother was shocked. I was also surprised because my mother screamed so loud, I don't know maybe my father was the same.
"Why mom?" It's not wrong for me to ask.
"Yes, you are eating now. I'd like to call your mom. Could've treated you like a princess, it's not in agreement."
Loh what does that mean? So you want me to be made like that maid? Ih wicked mother ah.
Because the call ended I just ate the food that was appetizing. Maybe mom also called Vishnu. Ready to complain. It's up to you, the important thing is that my stomach is filled right now.
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Hi, I will write the language still using Indonesian. You see, if you use English, you will be confused to read it, so consider it later that Maudy spoke to civilians there using English.