It's That You? (You're the One I'm waiting for)

It's That You? (You're the One I'm waiting for)
Part 2



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I just smiled wryly at my mom's friend's question. Women with a slightly mushy stature with makeup that is so menor.


“do just aunt. If it's time mama would love an invitation to aunte”.


'This is what makes me lazy to sit together with my mom's friends, always the one asked, whether it's nyindir or emang cared'


“tente wait as soon as possible, is not your firstborn child as good as my son Mir? I've got a grandson 2”


Mama only smiled faintly hearing the words of the friend sitting next to her. I want to get out of here and go back to my room, the tiredness in my body makes me easily ignited emotions, let alone hear such sensitive questions.


“ma, Ara entered first ya” my goodbye finally than to hear another babble from a friend mama.


As fast as lightning I stepped into the kitchen room to put the tray.


“Why brother?” asked Farhan who saw the sour face of the brother who looked moody.


'definitely asked about marriage again, huff'


“Who,“ I replied my sister with a thin smile “you want to Shop?”


“iya, bete at home too, males denger talk mama's friends who rese it. surely brother already hit right? tangled in his face” guessed Farhan while watching the look of my face that is not as cheerful as usual.


“ya so it is.. already there leave, help papa who really do not stay playing doang” games


Farhan just grinned and immediately took the key of his motorbike hanging near the kitchen door.


While I choose to go to the room to rest my body that feels so tired. My tired face, I put it on my pillow and without tears dripping without asking. The warm grains were so swift flowing without any sobbing heard.


Immediately I rubbed my cheeks and turned my body and looked at the white ceiling of the room, looking far and wide at my dreams and what I had been going through all this time. Recalling what people say about me, without knowing the real me.


“Huff.... You can Ara!!!, you are strong!!” my murmurs continuously strengthened my wounded heart. I admire myself who is agitated.


“Huf..


Tired of my mind and physical makes it so easy to close my eyes, want me to momentarily forget the upset and sad that whack.


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“Ara!!!...... Humaira Mentari!!” I faintly heard someone calling my full name,


I ignored the call because my eyes were so reluctant to open, the drowsiness still enveloped me, it felt like I had just closed my eyes, but why had anyone called me, or was I dreaming?


Until finally the clap landed hard enough on my arm to make my eyes open wide because of the heat and pain so felt.


“Job mom!!” I complained when I saw the middle-aged woman who was none other than my mama standing beside my bed with her fierce face.


“Building, dzuhur already, help mama get settled. Abis is anterin lunch for papa and your sister”


“iya ma...” With a sense of laziness I went from my soft bed, to the bathroom to wash my face then immediately clean up the former dishes and glasses that look so messy make me sigh again.


Not until 30 minutes finally the front and middle rooms have returned clean from piles of leftovers and empty plates and glasses.


“Papa's lunch hour, papa, let the mama who washes” said the mama while thrusting a bushel containing food for my father and sister when I took an apron hanging near the refrigerator as a protector of my clothes before washing dishes and glasses I've been piled up near the sink.


“s ready ma” says I'm excited,


Sleeping more than 1 hour in fact was able to arouse my spirit, and forget the restless and sad that greeted me this morning.


Immediately I put back the apron that I had not been able to wear to the original place, then grabbed my motor key. I put a crack and a key on the living room table, and then I got ready for lightning and took my wallet and my phone.


“kok you outside anyway deck?” I asked after parking my bike in front of the store and saw my sister sitting on the terrace of the store while playing her phone.


“Capek sis, break fast this doang” replied my sister with a face that does look tired.


“Business shop huh?”


“huum, just finished nurunin goods also”


“Masuk yuk, lunch first” take me by challenging the food that my mother had prepared.


“beliin es dong kak. Tuh mumpung ice cincau pak bul again sangkal in situ”


I turned in the direction my brother pointed at, saw some traders with his wagon running near his shop.


“nih, buyin kids too, same buyin brother cilok also tuh” I thrust a piece of money in red in front of my sister, my brother,


“ah, ready... ciloknya how much?” Farhan was so excited and got up from his seat, and took the money I offered.


“As far as you are, which is important enough for children too, brother enter first”


“Oke kak”


I left my sister who was about to step up to buy ice chirps that would feel fresh in the midst of this blistering weather.


As my sister said, the condition of the store is quite crowded, some customers are busy choosing the items they will buy, 4 employees who have papa are so overwhelmed to cope with customers, and the customer, but did not dampen their enthusiasm to keep a friendly smile.


I stepped my foot into the special room at the end of the hall after greeting the papa employee who saw me.


“Assalamu’alaikum pa” sapaku when seeing papa who is still engrossed with books on his desk.


“Wa’alaikumusalam, Ra, kok tumben to here?” replied papa with a smile at the same time feeling surprised because I rarely go to the store if there is no need.


“send papa sama Farhan lunch. Papa hasn't eaten yet, has he?” I answered while sitting at papa's desk.


“Not yet, just finished nurunin goods, have not had time to buy food.”


“Rest first pa, it resume later”


“Call your sister, she is in front like, want to rest earlier he said” replied papa while closing some books in front of him, all I know is that it's a recap stock book of stuff that's in the store.


“Farhan again buy ice pa, I've met in front, briefly again most also here”


I went to the corner of the room and took a mat that was rolled up against the wall, then rolled it out on the empty side that was a bit wide beside the papa table. Then take the plates and glasses that you have provided there.


Not long after, Farhan entered the papa room with 2 platisk bags in his hand.


“ini kak” he said carelessly put the bag on the mat next to the food chain that I had opened.


“have kids?”


“I already gave to Rio”


“Oke” I grabbed the bag and opened it, enjoyed the super spicy peppercorns that were still warm, and occasionally sipped the ice chirp I had poured in a glass.


Tbc


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