Is Love For Me

Dear Grandmother

The clock shows 01:00. Alika who was tired of waiting, had returned to send a message, whether she came or not.

The table was prepared for the man, although since then there was someone who wanted to sit there, but Alika said that the table had been ordered and suggested he sit somewhere else.

Every now and then Alika looks outside and occasionally she also looks at her phone. However, there was still no answer from his message, making Alika feel upset and hope that if the Man will come, he returned to focus on his customers.

"Mother, look. This is one of the traits that pisses me off, the man promised to come. However, why did he not come, "it was regrettable to approach the grandmother who was preparing meatballs for a subscription that had just ordered two bowls of meatballs.

"He's not an online motorcycle taxi driver, he's not a meatball trader like us, he's a big businessman, so you have to be patient. Of course time is up for work and doing important things. If he can't come, there's still another day." Grandma gave Alika two meatballs. "Here, take this to the customer rather than you keep pouting like."

Alika still with an upset look picked up the meatball and took it towards the waiting customers. Although his heart was sprained, cobbled and felt like slamming two bowls of meatballs he held. However, still he drew his smile line, once in front of the customer the smile as sweet as possible in his appearance.

"Please eat, Ma'am. Enjoy it" he said kindly while drawing his smile line, though the smile was forced. They should do so for the convenience of their customers. In addition to good taste, service should also be prioritized. That's what makes granny meatball stalls always a lot of customers.

The clock is showing at 0400 p.m. "Alhamdulillah, Alhamdulillah today Granny meatballs are up," exclaimed grandma saw the meatballs in her wagon is over.

Grandma did make not much today as usual, considering today they are planning to go to buy makeup tools.

One bowl Alika had prepared for Kenzie was still in the granny wagon. However, it seems that the owner of the meatballs did not come.

"Yes, Grandma! Alika ate this alone, rather than redundant," he said then he sat at the table that had been prepared for Kenzie and ate the meatballs that were also prepared for the man. Grandma just shook her head at her granddaughter's annoyance.

His grandson ate the meatball rough as he continued to grumble, irritated that the message was unrequited.

"Miss! Doesn't making people wait it's a shitty thing, why doesn't he give the news if it doesn't come. It wasn't that hard, just grabbing a cell phone and typing a message if he didn't come, it's a very easy thing and it doesn't take a lot of time so I won't wait with this kind of upset feeling" said Alika still grumbling. Grandma just kept shaking her head and tidying up her things.

"It's done, take this in front, there's a motorcycle taxi waiting. Grandma had talked to him to bring our things home first and keep them on the porch. We are now going to the market" said the grandmother who also ordered two online projects for them.

The two online ojek are waiting in front of their meatball stall, Alika has finished eating and tidying up the rest of her food. He followed the grandmother who walked first, did not forget he brought the goods that had been arranged by the grandmother to be given to the online ojek that was special to bring their goods back home.

Arriving at the market and about to step in, his phone rang. Alika sees that it is a message from Kenzie, who says that he cannot come because he is out of town and he just got a network on his phone.

"It's okay, I wait for tomorrow" Alika replied.

"All right, I'm working on it" replied Kenzie again ending their call.

"If Kenzie doesn't get a network on his phone, then who did Dena send a message with? She looks happy, what's with her best friend?" muttered Alika shrugged her shoulders and caught up with the grandmother who had gone first.

They also buy the necessary makeup needs. Grandma deliberately bought makeup that is safe for the face. Given this, Alika had never worn makeup before.

Grandma knows a lot about makeup, making her easily look for what she needs. At 05:30, they went home.

Alika saw all the makeup tools that my grandmother bought once she got home, she was surprised to see so many makeup tools on her mattress.

"Grandmother, all this to wear on my face?" tanya Alika saw so much that her grandmother bought.

"In addition to make up, you also have to start taking care of the body. This is not for all faces, some for the body," said the grandmother then she began to explain what the function of all that while neatly arranging in front of the makeup table Alika.

"Come, Grandma. Teach me now" said Alika eagerly.

"This is magrib, pray first. We start the makeup tutorial after dinner only," said grandma then she stood up and passed out of Alika's room. Alika saw so many makeup tools on her dresser. Grandma even put away her three sacred objects and said if it doesn't need to be used again, use the other one on the table.

As a submissive child, Alika was just a beard and decided to go into the bathroom, to wash herself for a day at the meatball stall then jostling in the muddy market making her body feel sticky.

The only thing she needs right now is a shower.