Late Wedding?

Pulang Kampung's

After completing my important tasks, I decided to take some time off, and help Airin who will soon be off his stint. Another job I'm giving up on Sandra to take over my duties. After tidying up my luggage I went straight down, to say goodbye to the others.

"Guys, I want to say goodbye" I cried as soon as I got below.

Everyone immediately turned their heads and stopped their activities, then mixed towards me.

"Be careful on the road, Ma'am, don't forget, don't forget" Jihan said.

I smiled as I nodded, not forgetting to give her a hug.

"Happy holiday, Ma'am, leave all the same tasks to Sandra. It must be done," said Mbak Husna while pointing at Sandra, do not forget while giving her thumb.

While Sandra clearly immediately put on her pouting face.

"Okay, sip, Ma'am," I did not forget as I gave my thumbs up. Which got me straight into a sharp shot from Sandra.

"Mak Qilla is evil with Sandra" Sandra pouted.

"No, your bonus will be the biggest," I said seriously.

"Yes, Iha wong different jobs. Ask me" Sandra grumbled, making us all laugh.

"Yes, I'm going straight. If you want to pesen by additional live chat. Okay?"

All immediately nodded compactly, including Sandra, although the look of her face was still slightly bent.

"It's a bent face, like an angkot door," I said, even making Sandra even more sullen.

"Don't go long, Ma'am. I can't leave Qilla for long."

"Lebay. I'm leaving right away."

"Cepet home, Ma'am," exclaimed Sandra after I got in the car.

"Yes." Yeah."

*****

As soon as I got to the front of the house, I saw Mom go straight inside, like there was no intention to welcome me. When viewed from the way it went, it seemed like Mom was still angry with me.

But in hindsight it was my fault, I decided yesterday to return to Jogja without saying goodbye to him, even so I arrived in Jogja I was too busy with my life there, I even forgot my obligation to call her, because I was too lazy if Mom would discuss when I got married.

I smiled and realized my mistake had crossed the line. And luckily I bought you my favorite chocolate banana, and I hope you can forgive me a little easier.

After taking out the suitcase and some souvenirs, I immediately rushed into the house while saying hello. Right hand, I use to drag the suitcase while my left hand uses the advantage of carrying a small souvenir.

"Wallaikumsalam! Kowe to, nduk? Go home and say it first. Tumben?" welcome you, who helped me with my suitcase.

I grin. "Hehe, let's sort of surpassize. Where are you, sir? Look at me coming home and coming in instead of welcoming me?" tanyaku who now put a bag of crackles containing various kinds. Starting from Mbak Lusi's favorite monggo chocolate, the favorite eel chips of the Father, Mas Adi's favorite fried walang, and Mother's favorite chocolate banana.

"Ngapain also I welcome you? Koyo official wae dhadhak greeted," said Mother who was seen coming out of the kitchen, then walking towards the living room, passing me by.

Danger. It seems like Mom is getting mad seriously this time. Not as usual. Even Mother's favorite chocolate banana, does not seem to be able to melt the heart of Mother.

With a huff, I looked at my father. "Sir, I think I'm still mad at Qilla?"

"Okay to, Ibukmu, uwes let's go samperin," said the father took me to the living room.

I nodded then followed behind my father.

"Mom, still angry huh, same Qilla?"

Mom is still in her silent action. Even now he sits behind me.

"Mom, he said he misses Qilla, when it's his turn here even I'm cuekin. Later if his son continues to lash out, he does not want to go home who is difficult. We are also to, already to, ndak has been flirting again. Kayak Kafka wae to, whipping everything."

I just kept my head down to hear the words of Father, who sounded a little on my side. Because in my heart, I feel like I'm a bad kid.

It is enough to blame in this situation.

She looked at me for a moment and then stood up. "Have you eaten?"

"Udah, that was breakfast."

My face immediately turned happy to hear Mom's attention just now. It seems to have softened a bit.

"No need, Mom mending open the souvenirs that I brought. There's my favorite eel chips, too."

I took a plastic bag of crackles filled with chocolate bananas and eel chips. Then leave it to Mom and Dad. The look of his face looks happy when he opened his pocket, without hesitation he immediately stood up, towards the kitchen. I guess I was looking for rice.

And sure enough, before long you return with a plate of rice and also water.

"What is this?" ask Mom curious.

Without waiting for a response from me, Mother immediately moved her body to see what it contained.

"Fried grasshopper?"

"Mas Adi likes it, Mom."

"Koyo ngono at me," grumbled I don't like.

I only grimaced in response, not daring to answer for fear of wrong talk. Mom wants to talk thank you, when I want to find another problem. I'm not that crazy yet.

"How much is that?" ask Mother.

"Uwes to, Mom, has already been purchased as well," said Mr. "Why ask the price, would you like to change?"

"Ah, Mr. iki," Mother grumbled and brought all the crackle bags into the kitchen.

"Mom, who made Mas Adi please be separated, yes," I asked for help with a little scream, because Mother was already in the kitchen.

"Eat, nduk," bargained the Father in between his chews.

I nodded and chose to put my head on the sofa.

"Racid?"

"Lumayan, sir."

"Yo wes, straight break on top," said the father.

I nodded in agreement, then grabbed my bag and immediately rushed upstairs. As soon as I got to the room, I put my bag on the dresser and threw my body on the bed, without intending to change my clothes first.

It seemed like I had only slept for a few minutes, but had to wake up because of Kafka's whining voice while shaking my right leg.

Gosh darn. This boy, did you not tell Ms. Lusi that I just arrived. And must be tired of having to drive alone, even though I'm actually used to it as well.

"Why the hell, brother?" I was still reluctant to open my eyes. Because I had to stay up last night to finish the job.

"Come, go for a walk with Brother, Lek," whine Kafka did not want to be denied.

"Went where to? Bulek, tired. Wegung. Take your dad there!" reject me raw.

Ohya, just the info. Kafka never asked me to call me Aunt or Aunty, because all his friends call him Bulek. And I can't protest. While Kafka also did not want to be called Dek or name, after he knew he would have a sister. He would rather be called Big Brother or Mas.

"It's late afternoon, Lek. Time to sleep on. Mother said, we can not be lazy whose work sleep continues."

I immediately opened my eyes reflexively hearing Kafka's words. While I was still awake, too.

"Yes, Bulek shower the same as changing clothes first. You get out there, wait under," I'll throw out while curling my long hair.

"So don't wait here, Bulek will sleep again."

"No. This is Bulek going straight to the bathroom" I said as I showed my towel to Kafka, before putting it on my shoulder.

Although with a look of disappointment, Kafka nodded then came out of my room resignedly. I just shake my head when I see it.

"A lot like his father," my mummy who went straight into the bathroom.

Tbc,

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