I Am Feeling Blue's
Preparation
(In the house of Braga )
Since morning, my mother has been so busy preparing the equipment that Braga will bring to the dormitory. Starting from daily clothes, sports costumes, shoes, to the smallest parts such as perfumes, socks, CDs, and toiletries.
Based on circulars from the school about what items should be brought by children, mama prepared them one by one, without exception.
"Help Mama, dong. You are from earlier just males-malesan. Who wants to go to school?" scold mom with a subtle tone.
Braga who was still lying on his bed while not poking the reprimand of his mother. From morning he seemed to be not excited. His face felt like something was weighing on his mind.
"You should be grateful. Not everyone can get into that school. Why else try, you are only asked to learn and obey the rules. The rest let mama take care of it," the woman said again.
"Braga! You're under a name anyway?" this time the voice of the mother began to rise because what she said was not responded to by her youngest son.
"Yes, Ma. What should braga do?" ask the child without feeling guilty.
"What are you doing? Please dong, Deck. Dengerin. Remember the words you said earlier,"
"Yes, Braga denger,"
"Let's wake up. The spirit. Mama doesn't like to look at a boy who is loyo like that" she ordered in a slightly loud tone.
With a heavy weight, Braga got out of his bed. Now he sits on the side of the bed. He saw that a large suitcase was already full of his clothes. One more bag also contained his belongings. He just sighed.
"Especially to be prepared, so many goods are transported all. Like a man who wants to go to war for years will not come back" complained Braga in his heart.
"No, even sitting down. Let's help you, Mama!"
"Almost, Ma. The bag is full. All the goods are already there," said Braga who was still observing the bag near his feet.
"Aren't you going to bring a laptop? Prepare the charger, flash, audio. Something will be left behind,"
"Here, it's in his bag. Everything," said Braga no less.
Mama approached Braga and squeezed the boy's nose so hard.
"You are that, yes. If dyingetin likes sebel. But can't take care of his own needs,"
Braga was just silent, he did not dodge even when Mama squeezed her nose until reddened. In my heart I don't like to be treated like this. My mom always thought of herself as a child. Everything is arranged of his will.
"Remember, Yes! Change clothes every shower. Do not forget dirty clothes do not taro on the mattress. Dirty clothes to laundry. Don't wash it yourself,"
"Yes, Ma,"
"Don't let your personal belongings be worn by your roommate. If they've been used, they've thrown it away,"
"Includes perfume and hair oil?" ask Braga to convince.
"Kaos in and CD mama meant. Boys like to wear anything in the dorm," said mama a little upset.
"Yes, Ma," This time Braga held back a smile because he saw his mother who had begun to be upset.
"Quickly you'll get to the car. Let nothing be left behind. Make sure your shoes and flip-flops are included, too,"
Braga got up from his seat, he grabbed a large suitcase that had been sealed by his mother. Pull that thing into the car garage. His right hand carries a bag containing toiletries and **** other beggars.
Mama followed her son's steps while carrying a laptop bag and pillow.
"Gapain bring a pillow anyway. There's no, Ma?"
"Don't protest. Bring it, as a differentiator with a pillow belonging to the dorm. Mama doesn't want your hair to be thin because of alternating pillows with your friends," explained Mama.
"As for Mama, deh," said Braga resigned. He knew there was no point in refuting what his mother wanted. It's the same as sticking wet thread.
All the items that have been prepared, have now been neatly arranged in the car. Including shoes, sandals, to his tennis equipment.
"Udah, then calm down. Abis dhuzur we just left," said mom relieved while closing the car and died garage.
"Ah, that kid. Very habitual. If invited to say like the nose shaft," grunggutu because he no longer see Braga in the garage room next to his spacious and magnificent house.
The official house they occupied since papa Braga served as mayor since two years ago.
*****
(FaizaButiq )
That afternoon, Mother Faiza's boutique looks quite busy. It appears that three middle-aged women are choosing the kebaya collection.
"I want green toska, is there a similar model for three people," asked Ms. Rosda to Mommy.
"Awhile, Mom. Please sit down first. I'm looking for the stuff first,"
While waiting for the item that is being sought, the three mothers are welcome to sit on the sofa. Bella who was there presented mineral water to her mother's customers.
"Please, Mom. Drink first. If you want a cold one, I can exchange,"
"This is all. Thanks though. Uh, you why haven't you left for the dorm yet?" ask Miss Rosda to Bella.
Ms. Rosda who works as a PNS in the village already knows that Bella was accepted at Tunas Negara High School. Some time ago, when he visited the boutique had a lot of chat with his mother related to him who wants to continue to which school?
"No, Ma. It'll be noon after Dhuzur,"
"Where to go to the dormitory? Going to the pesantren?" ask the other mother.
"Bella received at Tunas Negara High School" replied Ms. Rosda as she sipped her drink.
"What a great deal. Your luck is great, son. You can go to a good school. Free again,"
"Alhamdulillah, Bella Bu's sustenance," Mother said the chat of her customers while bringing the requested kebaya.
"Bella's a smart kid. Since Elementary School always achieves, it is certainly appropriate that he was accepted in the superior school," explained Bu Rosda to his two friends.
"This danger. Try to see first. If suitable can be tried, if the new fit is paid,"
The three mothers immediately took the kebaya that was extended towards him. The colors and models match exactly as they want. Now they take turns to the fitting room to try the kebaya.
Of the three kebaya tried, two of them still do not fit the body of the prospective owner. Forced can not be taken home now because it must be in vermak on the wrong part.
One of the facilities provided by Bunda Faiza to its customers is to provide free vermak on the part that is not suitable for its customers.
Before long, the three of them immediately parted after an agreement when the kebaya that would be in vermak could be taken.
Ms. Rosda does often shop at Mother's boutique, she also often recommends friends to shop at this place.
Because he often shop and many of his office friends who become customers mother, mother also often give discounts on Bu Rosda.
"The thing you want to bring is all ready, brother?" ask Mommy while cleaning the kebaya that will be in vermak following the note into plastic.
"Already, Bun. Everyone's in the bag. Stay transported,"
"In the dormitory take care of yourself, yes. Keep an attitude with your roommate. Be smart about taking care of yourself,"
"Yes, Bun. Bella's gonna remember Mother's message well,"
"Later to leave Abi. Mother keep the boutique. If you come with Abas, he comes home with no one," Mother apologizes to Bella for not being able to deliver to the dormitory.
"Yes, Bun. I want to go anywhere, huh. Next Friday also home" said Bella. He felt funny because of the attitude of his mother who felt guilty for not being able to drive him.
It's not unusual for Mother to behave like that. As the first child, Bella grew up to be an independent child. Maybe because both parents are busy taking care of their respective stores and do not have much time for their children to make Bella get used to taking care of everything herself.
This time I felt bad. The first day his son entered the dormitory should be his parents can take his favorite daughter.
But what in the word, mbak Ria who used to help him in the boutique is on leave because his son is sick. So no one looks after the boutique while waiting for Abas, Bella's only sister who sits in the 7th grade to return home from school.
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