
“Emm you same Rizky only once a month huh Kar? Didn't miss?”, asked Manda. The two of them are now in the backyard of Sekar's house. Sitting in a small gazebo which is made by Rizky, Sekar's lover.
“Kangen obviously yes after all Manda, you are the same Hose a week will not meet kangen ya kan”
The kangen? I just realized. When did I ever miss Hose?
“Regularly,” replied Manda casually.
“Long!” pinch Sekar on Manda's left back.
The garden is not too broad but many medicinal plants and vegetables are also a little much is the result of
creativity of Rizky's hands. He is currently completing a specialist heart study out of town. After the oath of profession he will apply for work in the city where Sekar lives and will apply for Sekar.
They fell silent when they finished telling about their lover. In Manda's heart also wants to be proposed by
a man – men he loves. Not only loved, but true – is true according to the prayer – prayer that Manda said.
“Criteria of your life partner like how the hell Manda? It must be in Hose all right?” a question from Sekar that became a difficult question to answer Manda.
“Yah I live first anyway Kar, who knows later long – long I was right – really in love with Hose,” replied
Manda is honest.
“Spirit Manda.” Sekar patted Manda's shoulder. “But my question you haven't answered earlier about the criteria
Manda sniffed for a moment.
“Emb yes criteria. Simple is important he seiman, can musical instruments minilmal guitar, already working, faithful, can cook the same wash clothes. But the important thing is that he is able to accept my weakness Kar and vice versa," replied Manda ended with a sigh.
That criterion is indeed on Hose, but either me and he can accept each other or get involved.
I don't feel like the day is getting brighter. Miss Romlah has invited them to breakfast. The three of them enjoy chicken porridge made by Ms. Romlah which tastes super good. Soybeans and fried onions are the favorite toppings of Sekar and Manda. Miss Romlah was very happy to see the scenery in front of her. Seeing the two girls who were having breakfast with him so greedily enjoyed his homemade chicken porridge.
The sound of Manda's cell phone in the room Fuse rang up to the dining room. Intentionally not muted so that the alarm sounds clearer when waking Manda every day. Manda ran a little to get her phone. Manda did not have time to pick up her phone and there was one missed call from Hose.
He read the message that Hose had arrived at home in the middle of the night and was now having a fever. Hose asked Manda to come to his house this morning to help him prepare breakfast.
Manda returned to the dining room finished the porridge in his bowl. It's a shame to be left out. Very nice, muttered Manda.
“After breakfast I went to Hose's house Kar, he had a fever. I think it's tired of him," said Manda while feeding the porridge on his mouth.
“Dibawain this porridge as well as Manda, there are still many,” answers Sekar approved by Manda, seen from
the nod of his pussiness that was still focused on enjoying the porridge on his last mouthful.
Wrap two I won't refuse, hehe.
“Nambah nduk, there are still many tablets, later bring more portions if you want mother packkusan”, offer Bu Romlah again – again no rejection from Manda. Manda doesn't like stale language. Remember a sentence that says if yes say yes, if not say no. Manda nodded while eating onion crackers. Looks like Manda's not full yet. Between doyan and hunger is indistinguishable.