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Prestasiah For Yourself

I went into the house and locked the door tightly, immediately several bodies that felt sticky with sweat due to a fairly solid activity.

After that, I took the device and ordered the food I would eat later. However, my finger came to a halt when I entered a notification from my green app.

[Mbak, two food pesen and drinks, yes. Mama suddenly had a roundup at the cousin's house, Irga was sent to Ma'am's house] the message was a few minutes ago.

I snorted in annoyance, since when did my house become a daycare? Where the child who is entrusted there is no cute, there is also only annoying him.

I did not reply and immediately ordered two servings of food and drinks that were different flavors, after my order was received by my gojek I went out of the room to several houses.

Later, Irga and I will not be in the house. Only on the terrace, however at home there is no one afraid of slander later.

Cleaning, sweeping, mopping and washing dishes I do myself every day. Although I always do this, but the feeling of longing with Mom will still be there.

Intentionally there is no communication so they focus there anyways signal is also difficult, said the mother. I don't know if he doesn't want to talk to his son.

However, it feels impossible if you do not want to. He must have missed his sweetest son.

Tuk ...!

The sound of knocking on the front door blew all the questions in my brain, I was washing dishes immediately clean my hands to see who was in front.

"Ba!" exclamation Irga with the intention of surprising me. However, instead of being surprised I even displayed a flat face. Already knew that there was him in front because I had a brief look from the window before opening the door.

"Why hurry up and come here!" my ketus who saw the clock in the middle room just showed at five in the afternoon.

"Don't know Ma'am, Mama's people have left already," he said, pointing to the car that came out of his yard using a reddened lip.

I looked in the direction he was referring to, sure enough, a silver car just came out of his yard, "Yaudah, you're sitting here ajar, yes," my command that there are two more dishes I haven't washed yet.

"OK!" He showed his finger that was formed round.

I did not close the door, went into the room first to pick up one red sheet. I still use the veil at home even though the plain instant hood model just like that.

"Ga," called me while the person I called his name was already focused on the tilted gadget.

My head immediately shook with the money I was clenching and my hands were resting on my hips, it was already very suitable like mothers who were preparing to scold their children.

"Astaghfirullah Irga!" I growled with a big voice, I guess. The person I called his name immediately scowled something on his mobile screen.

Will my voice be heard with his playmate? Bodo! The point is, I'm getting angry with her behavior this time.

"Why Mother?" ask her with a face pretentious, pretentious not knowing anything and pretentious everything.

"Abang .. banting Dede Bang," said someone who came from his cellphone. Ha's? What song it is, Irga immediately hurriedly turned off her cellphone.

"Ga, I didn't think I'd see you! Class 12 was supposed to be the focus of Ga school, want this exam you know! Lu why have I never seen what that is," my nagging that is still fairly opening.

"Yes Ma'am, 12 months later PKL really."

"Well, you already know the PKL you should learn. It's your focus on the game, don't understand I'm the same as you!" I think I feel Irga is playing too much.

Actually, embarrassed when scolded for time immediately asked for help. However, if I am angry constantly that there is a little work left will not be finished.

"There's a song!" scolding me in a slow tone while walking to the kitchen back.

While Irga saw Dayana's back that was getting away from the front door, she turned on the phone that was turned off earlier.

"Well, losing will be. Pake the wrong puller earlier!" upset Irga who realized the mistake.

Before long, the headlights were on. Dayana came back out when she felt like everything was done at exactly five o'clock past thirty minutes.

I opened the closet and took the scabbard, moved to my mom and dad's room to find the peci. Yeah, it's a men's prayer kit.

"Just pray later!" I said with a face that remained irritated.

Irga who was staring at the courtyard filled with green but low grass turned her face and looked towards Dayana.

"Still Ma'am," he answered by taking Dayan's words with a flat face attached.

'Am I being too outrageous?' my mind asked when I saw Irga who became more silent.

Did I say wrong? Or, was there a rough word I said? However, it feels like nothing wrong is not excessive.

Move in front of Irga, "Lu why?"

"No papa Mbak," replied Irga and remained focused on the existing page, "the object is long, yes, Ma'am. I'm hungry." With a face that is hardened and holds the stomach.

I took a look from the man's face, I thought he would be angry or else his hunger was not restrained apparently.

Get up from the seat and walk inside, open the refrigerator and hope there is food and drink that can prop up Irga's stomach to be strong to walk and perform Magrib prayers later.

"Now" I said, giving; apples, grapes, oranges and 3 dates I put in the container. I washed the fruits before I gave them to Irga.

"This too," I gave him a bottle containing the drink.

"Ih, carrot juice, huh, Ma'am?" ask Irga who doesn't seem to like it.

"That's good, drink it! It's also good to make your eyes," I scold again and again at the man who's in front of me.

When he was busy eating, I opened the phone that I had taken earlier. Seeing where the gojek is, it turns out that the gojek has informed me that he will be a little late.

Motorcycle tire suddenly leaked, "A really bad," said reflex just came out when he saw the type also provide evidence in the form of a photo of his motorbike which is being repaired tire.

"Why Mother?" asked Irga who immediately got up and headed to my seat to see what I saw also with her mouth filled with oranges.

I just stared at the man's face with a look, you little mongrel! My mind when it sees itself is so curious as to what I see.

He returned to his seat after getting what he wanted to know, "That's what you have to do in school, see how a father struggles to finance his son's life. Suddenly his son was not serious and playful. If the parents never make what we make, at least make good for our own lives," he explained. Irga just looked down with a look at the ceramics.

I occasionally see a nod from his head, is this time my advice right? Until the nod is given. So what was wrong before is always wrong?