Little Miss

Part 12 - The Coming of Jealousy

Please advise and criticize....

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Ave's POV

Today I'm growing by one. Now I'm no longer the child who whines to his parents if his request is not granted. I became an adult woman at the age of twenty, not wanting to be considered childish by Mas Bagas. There is no special celebration. Just pray and deliver food to share with neighbors. Said Eyang Uti, we must be grateful if we are still given time to live by God. It's Ebiet G. Ade daddy's favorite. There's still time.

After school. Salim's classmate Ririn wants to ride in a car because of his motorcycle in the workshop. Just reason. Tell me you like Salim.

All the way to the workshop. Unceasingly the drop-in mom told me while holding Salim's hand and glancing at me from the rearview mirror.

I told you not to sit in front. It was just for me. Uh. .. he's not listening. With a mouthful of udel he immediately sat in front. Who has whose car? Fucking mak attachments.

"Ave is still angry, is it Salim?"

Eh. .. The Salim came from where suddenly it was already beside me as I sat on the swing.

"No," I said with a sewot as I swung my leg.

"If you are not angry. Why did Ave keep quiet from before?" salim asked to swing me on the swing.

"She was lazy to talk to Salim."

"Because of Ririn, huh? Yes, Salim will not invite anyone in the car." Well, he finally knows.

"Happy birthday Aveliena." He congratulated me by giving me a gift box.

"What's this?" I accept it with pleasure.

"Open it later, yeah. Wait for Salim to leave," he said embarrassedly as he left.

Iopenit. It turns out that our childhood photos that he managed to capture through the album. I like the gift, even if it is simple. A letter? Tumben Salim can write letters.

Hi my little miss.

Happy birthday to you. Growing up in acting and acting. Sorry Salim can not give gifts like Ayu and Rani. This is a picture of us as kids. Salim's father took the picture. Funny, isn't it? Eh wrong now miss does not want to be called by miss again, right? Besides this gift what else does Ave want from Salim? But don't be expensive and do something that Salim can't. He.he... Happy birthday, Ave.

What other gift, huh? Ohhhh I remember. Don't make me jealous.

Am I not wrong, right? Am I really jealous?

Aww ah .. I scratch my head.

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"Nl ...." Call Mira by shaking the shoulders of her nona who is still asleep.

"What the hell, Mira? I don't have a course today" whined Ave who wouldn't open his eyes.

"Non Ave, won't you start training on the farm today?" Mira opened the window curtain that illuminated Ave's room.

"It will be noon, Mira. Ave sleepy."

Success right? In a moment, Ave woke up. Heard one name.

"Don't call. Later Ave got to nag Eyang Uti all day." Finally, Ave pulled his blanket over lazily.

"Eh Cah Ayu's. Let's take breakfast and go to the farm. Wes in Salim's enteni ning arep." Eyang Yaya somewhat forced her grandson who looked still sleepy. [Cah Ayu, let's go to the farm for breakfast. I have been waiting for Salim ]

"Why don't you go out in the afternoon, Dad?" Ave complained as his eyes left.

"If noon. Your mockery on the chicken stake," said Mr. Brata straightforwardly.

"Where can fortune be pegged chicken?" Bagas commented on his father's words at the dinner table.

"That's just a parable, son. Here's a small example. If Bagas opens a shop. Well Bagas opened his shop during the day when many were waiting to buy because it was still closed. People move to the store next door. It can be fortunate that many shops next door that morning and Bagas did not get anything," said Mr. Brata gave an explanation.

Bagas and Ave got a new parable this morning.

"Yen manganese by the way. Manganese and manganese." Omel eyang Uti while carrying spinach vegetables from the kitchen. (If you want to eat, eat. Don't talk about eating)

"Sound what eyang said. Don't talk about it at the dinner table." Ambar scolded her husband and children.

"Look at your mother. It's like eyang, right?" Mr. Brata joked that Ambar responded with an angry look.

Today was the first time Ave and Salim went to the plantation. The first thing to do is to surround the plantation by bicycle. Ave did not expect that the plantation established by his eyes was so vast. It's like an airport. That's what's on Ave's mind. In addition to having a farm. The Jayanatra family owns a traditional tea and coffee making business.

Dreets....

Salim's phone vibrated because of the incoming message.

"Who?" ave asked as he led his bicycle beside Salim.

"Safira. He wants to go home" said Salim casually without seeing the fierce-looking Ave.

"Gapain the kunti came here?" Ave always called out the names of her various upperclassmen. There is Manja Ratna, there is Mak Lampir Ririn, Si Nyinyir Gayatri and finally the favorite Kunti Safira wearing white bando. They all loved Salim.

"Why is it called kunti?"

"Why indeed? You mad? Yeah, it's up to you." Ave pouted and stomped her feet.

"Where are you going, Ve?"

"Back home!" He shouted from a distance on his onthel bicycle.

"So you don't know, Lim." Lukman the worker at the plantation is upset that Salim doesn't understand.

"Ora understand me, Man?" Salim spoke in his language. (I don't understand)

It felt like Lukman wanted to open Salim's head to understand.

"Wes tangain dewe," Lukman's snort passed from Salim's still dumb face. (Just think about it yourself)

"What is my fault? Kok Ave is equally angry Lukman," said Salim spoke to himself and pedaled his bike.

\=Connect\=

Duh ... Salim doesn't understand, does he? Ave was angry because of her, right?