Introverts
#04
The doorbell has been ringing ever since, I'm cleaning up my equipment that I keep under the bench.
"Dey! Want to be together, don't you? " Tanya Ammar was already wearing her bag on her right shoulder.
"Not Mar! First of all" answered me who was still looking down on my stuff.
"Yes, yes first! Ati-ati on the road, you go home the same Raccoon right? I just remember, sometime if he went back with the Headset so that your ears don't hurt" Kekeh, and I also laughed when I heard him.
"Yes, but not that time" said I.
"Whatever yes! I went back first, bye" Pamit Ammar who I answered nods.
Now that Sera and I were waiting for the angkot at the stop, it was actually just me waiting. Sera waited for her driver to come and pick her up.
"Where is the angkot blom? " Task Sera as we sit at the banbku stop.
"Not yet kayaknya" answered me with a wiggle.
And came a fancy car perched in front of me, baby instead of picking me up. Except my best friend.
"Ekh Deir, I'm back! Sorry can not nemenin lo until last angkot" Sahut Sera moved from the bench.
"It's okay Ra! Be careful" answered me waving and the Luxury car darted off to deliver the princess, leaving me alone.
I just sighed too, not making me frustrated myself. Because I was used to it, until the sound of messages coming in from my phone rang.
Dear mother:
Deck her home to where mom used to be, mom wants to give her monthly money.
Turns out it was a message from Mom, telling me to her place of work. It's the end of the month, I'd give you the monthly money but it's not for me.
It was to buy the ingredients of the house, the mother who became PRT at the house of Mr. Mahes aka Father sister Gara, rarely went home. At most mothers will come home once a week or sometimes once a month, and therefore, my home responsibilities are set.
Kak Yasha works as an Honorary teacher at Junior High School, because of her busyness as a result I have to be a babu at home.
How not? My dear older brother often commands me mercilessly, how can I refuse? He's my brother. It's my job to meet her needs.
My mother worked when I was 7 years old, at that time my family was in an economic crisis, and finally my father and mother left Bang Azzam and Kak Yasha to live in my grandmother's house, I was invited to live together in Jakarta.
Somehow the story, mother took me to a luxurious house like a palace, I was stunned to see her. It turned out that it was Mr. Mahes' house he needed a PRT that could take care of the house and his two children, and Mr. Mahes entrusted the mother to take care of it.
And ending here, I met with Brother Gara, and his sister Ahem who would have me and made me his Babu.
I like Brother Gara, he is good, handsome and of course obedient, when I first came he greeted me first, while the Tengil Ahem even whined not want to see me who was dressed shabby at the time.
Their mother was long gone when they were children with cancer, it was a pity to see those who left their mother in a state still in need of a mother's warm embrace.
As time went on, now they grew up well, became good looking children, and good exception to Ahem, he always prank and told me as he pleased but there was something I admired from both of them, he said, they're both smart. I was jealous of their brains.
"Thank you sir" I said as I got off the angkot I was riding.
The truck driver nodded and carried out his haul, I walked into the house. Errata can be said to be this mansion because it is so magnificent like a palace.
I greeted the security guard who had been familiar with me since childhood, and walked in through the back door.
I don't want to go through the front door, if Ahem is there maybe his smart brain will move to think about the right thing to do and tell me.
"Mother" I hugged my mother from behind.
Mother stiffened a little but over time she began to feel comfortable, looks like mother was washing dishes while smiling.
Mom's fragrance and mom's embrace, I miss her. I used to help my mom here, and she taught me how to cook, clean the house and so on.
Until father and mother could afford a simple house and take their child to live in this great city, I was assigned to take over the house like a mother.
"Dec Home" said the mother after cleaning her hands and cleaning the dishes.
I just nodded from behind her, I want to sleep here. Feels comfortable. Mom turned around and smiled.
"Why didn't mom come home? " Task me pouting.
Mom hugged me and stroked my hair baby, I honestly missed the moment mom surrounded my hair on the porch of the house in the village.
I miss when my mom took me to the garden to just find vegetables for us to cook together.
"What about Brother and sister Yasha?" Ask my mom who is talking to me at the dinner table.
"What's good, ma'am, just yes, ma'am" I replied lazily discussing my brother who was crazy.
"About you still like being ignorant and ranting to you? " Task Mom and I answer a nod.
"Sorry, Dek! Because of the working mother, you have to take care of the house"
"No, ma'am! Gpp Dei is good for you. Mom, just calm down" I'm quick and smiling.
This is what I can't refuse from my brother, I don't want to see any implied disappointment from Mom, so as much as I can obey my brother's orders.
"Prophey, baby! This is also a lesson for you in the future" said mother stroked my cheek.
"Mr how? " Mom's question distracts me from the eyes that want to drink the hot chocolate that I prepared earlier.
"Owhh Father is still as usual Mom, come home late at dawn" answered me with a grin.
"Drink Aja Dek" said mother knowing my eyes are constantly glancing at the hot chocolate on the table.
"May ma'am? " Tell me to make sure.
"Byeah, Ahem didn't want to. You drink" answered my mother and I nodded.
It's up to this to have Ahem, right, mom said Ahem she didn't want. So I drank gpp times huh? Overextended.. Overextended.. Her hypnotizing hot chocolate wants in drinking.
I also picked up the hot chocolate that stood sweet on the table.
"Mother back first yes" said the mother to get up from the dining table and leave me.
I also lifted the cup that contained the hot chocolate I had taken.
"Ecc.. Ekhs.. My hot chocolate" The boy's voice intruded me from behind and made me almost choke.
I turned around and patted my chest which hurt because the voice of the boy surprised me.
"God! Upik got me that" he said to come to me with a face that held in fury.
I just cringe confused with her.
Whahuh? Her hot chocolate? Not that mom said she didn't want to. My mind while frowning confusedly looked in his direction.
"BIBI" She shouted to Mother, if you see her face maybe you'll throw shoes at her face, because of her spoiled face.
"Yes, what's up Den? " Task mom after hearing her spoiled screams.
"Why is my hot chocolate the same? " His question pointed at me with a flash of dislike.
"Sorry Den, he said Aden would not! Yaudah I love Deira" replied the mother.
"Gee! Don't want to know! Anyway I want the hot chocolate back, up your responsibilities" Ketus pointed at me.
"Yes sorry Den! Auntie makein again yes" replied the mother with a smile.
O God's mother, spoiled child is still smiling, if I am already in the tabok aja. Ngeselin his face.
Mom went back to the kitchen.
"No need for Mom! Let Upik do it. Aunty's back at work"
What the hell am I? What is my fault? I automatically squinted towards her, and she returned a sharp look.
"Yaudah, excuse me Den Ahem. Deck sorry please make her chocolate again" said the bad mother and I nodded back.
Mother stepped back to continue her work cooking dinner, while I was still at the dinner table watching the Tengil Ahem walking with his song towards me.
"Heh Upik! Cepetan make me hot chocolate" Ketusnya who now stand in front of me.
I just nodded, just follow his orders. For mother's sake, I don't want to be stamped brash or stamped as a child not knowing in profit.
As a good boy I followed the Master's orders to make hot chocolate, but it will feel special. Just wait for Ahem Sergio Mahesa, the little boy.
