I'm Not Tarzan

14. Snagged Fence.

"Grandfather, who is this from?" Tama by showing a plate of anchovy sambal from behind the hood of Rice.

Nek Imah just finished washing the dishes, just smiling in response.

"So when Tama saw nothing?" It's like remembering.

Indeed, when he woke up to open the veil of rice, his stomach felt so hungry. But after seeing only a plate of white rice, he continued his sleep again while waiting for his Grandmother to come home from the market.

But it wasn't five minutes late that he fell asleep, hearing his Grandma call him. And when looking behind the veil of rice back, there has been a plate of sambal teri like him and Si Puham. No wonder the Puham kept meowing, he thought.

If his Grandma were to cook, she would have heard the sound of frying pan like a shield in the hand of a sword protector. Of course also with a scent that makes you cough when inhaling it.

"Times, don't you know Tama?" Nek Imah by giving anchovies to Si Puham who was spoiled at the feet of Tama.

"Nake Nek." Tama after licking the chili on the spoon.

"Dress first Tama! Or wash your face first," said Nek Imah, putting the plate held by Tama into the serving hood.

"Hunger Nek," said Tama nyengir.

"But I don't know Grandma?"

"Yes!"

Sontak Nek Imah and Tama turned towards the living room.

Nek Imah hit Tama's shoulder slowly.

Tama was shocked.

"That's what gives" said Nek Imah.

"Sir Amin Nek?" Tama slow.

Nek Imah hit back Tama's shoulder. Tama complaining grin.

"A woman's voice is like that, you say Mr Amin?"

I immediately ran into the bathroom.

"Yes Gins! Coming in!" It's calling from inside.

"Tama's not healed yet, Grandma!" exclaiming Ginsul answered by approaching Nek Imah.

"I don't hurt gins!" reply Tama.

"Your lazy taste is Tama!" sahut Ginsul responded.

There was water coming from the bathroom.

Ginsul pouted thinly.

"Did you never play rain-nan Tama?" Ginsul heard the roar of water.

"I'm in a hurry!"Tama.

"Ke-continue suez!"

"Yes with you!" sahut Tama is back.

Ginsul smiles closer to Nek Imah.

"Tama is like that Gins, malas," said Nek Imah shaking his head slowly.

"Ginsul ate with Tama, didn't he?" Nek Mima took two plates.

Ginsul smiled.

"But it was a long time ago that Nek woke up," lamented Ginsul watching Nek Imah who prepared the meal.

I heard meowing sounds.

"Kum!" Ginsul immediately carried him.

"The way you're eating puham, it doesn't sound like you're meowing." Ginsul is like holding a child.

Tama who had finished taking a bath, immediately ran to her room. As embarrassed as seen by Ginsul with only wearing t-shirts and towels.

Ginsul, who had glanced quickly at Tama, was only able to look at Nek Imah with embarrassment as well.

"Where will Ginsul go?" Nek Imah by giving Ginsul a chair.

"Not going anywhere, Grandma" he answered sitting down, while the Puham jumped to the floor.

"Tama's custom, if it's a holiday, wake it up in the afternoon!"

Ginsul chuckled, looking at Nek Imah as if he was babbling.

"Yes! Hurry Tama! Ginsul is waiting for you to eat!" Nek Imah cried in the middle of the kitchen door, seeing Tama's room near the living room in the middle of the kitchen door.

"Tell me first, Grandma!"

Nek Imah looked at Ginsul.

"Let Nek," smiled Ginsul.

Nek Imah took her breath.

"Yes!" Nek Imah approached Tama's room.

"Yes!!"

Nek Imah turned his head outside the house. Mr. Amin's voice even louder called out to Tama.

"Tama where Nek," asked Mr. Amin while walking to see Nek Imah.

The sound of the room door opening with Tama coming out was neatly dressed.

"Yes! We have a job!" Mr. Amin looked at Tama.

"Where are you going Tama? It smells like you!" Mr. Amin after smelling the fragrant parpum from the Pakian Tama.

"Ah, not anywhere, just want to sleep," replied Tama small grin.

Nek Imah was stunned to see his grandson, it seems he rarely saw Tama dressed neatly when at home especially by wearing fragrances.

"Oiyyyyyy! How arrogant are you Tama! Just sleep with the perfume?" Mr. Amin sat down to look at Tama suspiciously.

Tama smiled broadly.

"Nek keep cooking it, say the same you wait a minute to eat it."

Nek Imah who understood the intention of her grandson nodded. Smiled at Mr. Amin and left the two behind.

Sounded meowing.

Tama laughed a little at Mr. Amin.

Mr. Amin was upset.

"Sir Amin!Mr Amin!" Geli Tama saw the black leafy Mr. Amin as he moved in the wind tempest, not to mention the puff of kretek smoke, like a white cloud that was marching among the cloud.

"There are those who give us Tama's job," said Mr. Amin like to end Tama's laughter.

Tama just smiled shaking her head.

Mr. Amin inhaled his clove smoke deeply.

Tama just silently watched him.

The sound of meowing is heard again.

Mr. Amin turned briefly to the kitchen, then stood up by blowing his strong clove smoke.

"Yes it's Tama, I'm waiting at home" he said, leaving Tama.

Tama sighed softly looking at Mr. Amin's steps.

"Grand home!" sir Amin from Outside the House.

"Yes Mr. Amin!"

Sounds from the kitchen.

Tama kept paying attention to Mr. Amin. Then a small grin when Mr. Amin saw it before the gas, even though the smoke billows came out of the exhaust and nose. "Ginsul!" she cried inwardly hurried to the kitchen. His heart was relieved to see Ginsul remain in hiding under the dining table.

Tama instantly pulled Ginsul's hand out with her gel smile.

Ginsul pout.

"Earlier to expel him!" exclaim Ginsul.

Tama laughed amusedly.

"Indeed, Mr. Amin Jin is waiting for a tree? must be kicked out!" reply Tama later.

"I'm laparrrr! we eat!" Ginsul by sitting down and directly opening the hood.

Tama followed him.

"Take it yourself!" Ginsul sees Tama watching him.

Tama laughed a little.

"I was looking at sambal teri tasted delicious, but after Mr. Amin came ... How taste! Tasteless huh?" Ginsul like lazy to see the anchovy sambal made by his mother.

"It's like getting stuck in the fence when you get in! Bad mood!" Grunts again.

"Through the back, is it easier?" Tama responded.

"Yes."

Tama answered with her eyes, because her mouth had just been bribed as a spoonful of rice.

"Why didn't Mr Amin climb on his own?" Ginsul's face was covered in gouging taste.

Tama swallowed a soft chew on her mouth.

"As you said, Mr. Amin is afraid of getting caught in the fence!" he answered with a little chewing.

"Yes!"

Tama.

"Yes! Slovenly ahhhh!" Ginsul saw Tama's mouth.

"If Mr. Amin climbs alone, then what do I do with Gins?"

"Tama, just find another job Tama." Ginsul holds Tama's hand.

Tama back to grin.

Ginsul wiggles Tama's hand.

"I love climbing, why Gins? are you ashamed?"

"No, I just ... I'm afraid you're falling!" ginsul's face looked anxious.

"If you fall into a fence, how about it?" worrying again.

"Green shoots red dong!" Tama Response, smile."

Ginsul looked suspiciously.

"There's Ginsul's a cure!" Tama rubs Ginsul's tomboy hair.

Ginsul laughed embarrassedly.

"The red rambutan green shoots!" Ginsul.

Smile to ask.

"Evening in a dream, in the arms of Tama." Ginsul immediately fed his mouth with rice and anchovies, covering the shame of his heart.

"Where is rambutan?"

Ginsul and Tama without agreeing to see Nek Imah.

Tama laughed without making a sound.

"Anu, Grandma...?" Ginsul saw Tama,

"Fence of the fence, Grandma!" Tama almost spouted out the rest of his chawning rice.

Ginsul.

"Ohhhhh! You think you're eating rambutan?" Nek Imah returned to his room.

Tama and Ginsul looked at each other, and then fed each other.

"The green shoots of red rambutan," said the two together.

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