Love and Last Memories

Chapter 169: Memories of childhood

Shortly after the Sultan left, the breakfast was ready, because it was still early in the morning, if there was a proper snack, if there were more than 5 minutes.

The Sultan inhaled with pleasure the fragrant aroma of his mother's cooking, but he said that it was the cuisine of his lover, Rere.

"Wihh, the true fragrance of my mama's cuisine, like it's delicious, can the Sultan eat now Mah?" asked the Sultan with a cheerful face.

"This is Rere's cuisine, mamah just help the son mamah nyiapin some ingredients for this food alone," said the Sultan's mother who did not approve of the speech of her son there, because the cuisine in front of him is the cuisine of Rere's soft hands

Sultan stared intently at Rere's face while smiling broadly at him. He sat next to her and thought that if Rere always cooked food for her there, maybe all of his friends would feel the same pleasure when they all ate it.

"The smell is the same as the taste, good to breathe and good to eat too. I have a suggestion Re, what if you come with me to Tangerang," asked the Sultan who might Rere want to follow him to go to Tangerang with him.

"That's what I want Tan, but you want me to go there," Rere said with hope, but that hope would never be as easy as he hoped.

"Well if you follow Sultan Re, it is better that Rere stay in Sukabumi City because if the son mamah both go, then who will stay here," sultan's mother cut their conversation.

"Indeed Rere wants to do it Mah, if you have to meet mama here alone without the Sultan who accompanies him?" sultan asked with the look on Rere's face.

"Are you Re? pokonya Rere must come here often even though there is no Sultan as well, after all Rere has long known mamah time is still shy."

"God willing Mah, Rere is brave, but before Rere wants to ask the same mamah to persuade mamah Rere there later, let him ngizinin Rere come here again."

The Sultan's mother nodded, she would obey what she had said to him. Then after everything was finished eating the food, the Sultan then went outside the room.

As usual he would burn and smoke his cigarettes without Rere knowing, so he went back to meet all his fellow villagers at the youth society there.

While Rere stayed in the room together with the Sultan's mother. Previously Rere had wanted to listen to the story during childhood Sultan like what? was he in the past shrewd now.

"Rere wants to know all about Sultan Mah, because yesterday Rere had not had time to listen to the mamah story because that day was too late in the afternoon," said Rere who was still curious, who was still curious, because he had not heard all the stories about the Sultan from his mother's mouth.

"Actually there is no interesting story from Sultan Re, there may be one, about the time the new Sultan just smoothly running," he said half-and-half.

"It seems cool, Mah, continue Mah, Rere wants to hear."

"At that time there were approximately two years old Sultan Re, he had run away from the house because he asked for toys and bought it, to the extent that one village nyariin him, but did not meet him, too, fortunately there are relatives, he did not deliberately see the Sultan again his own streets in the village people."

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"Emang Sultan is not afraid of Mah?" ask Rere curiously.

"It seems that there is fear, but you don't know also Re, his brother mamah all the same as him, until mamah angrilyin him to cry."

"Finally mad Re, mamah followed what he wanted, his brother if he was angry, finally did not want to eat."

Rere laughed when he found out that Sultan had been naughty since childhood. He looked back at the photo of the second Sultan album, and of course the photo of the first Sultan's nostalgia album was given to Rere.

The Sultan's mother left Rere alone, allowing Rere to see all of the Sultan's memories from the album photos to his little stuffed wolf toys as well.

Rere hugged the doll with a warmth of taste, he flipped back the photo he was seeing there.

Meanwhile the Sultan came and sat down beside Rere. He saw the little doll that Rere was hugging, it felt like Sultan really recognized the doll, but he had not realized that the doll was his.

"Wait a minute, I think I know this doll Re, but I forgot who the owner is" said Sultan, staring at the doll.

Rere deliberately did not answer the Sultan's confusion, because he wanted to know how good his man was in remembering his time.

After the Sultan rests his head on Rere's boat, he can finally remember it, which is where the doll turned out to be his own.

"Ohh, I just remembered Re, this doll is what I was looking for first, I was going to love this doll for you, this doll, but I have already made a teddy bear that I have previously loved you," said Sultan with surprise, until at last he could see back the doll he loved.

"The child sultan means not Tan?" ask Rere briefly while staring at the look on the Sultan's face.

"Iya Re, that cute little Sultan. By the way you found him where Re is? I feel like he's getting to the neighbors' houses."

"Kok, to the neighbor's house Tan anyway."

"The son of his beautiful next door neighbor asks for mercy Re, who knows I used to give to him, because from my childhood, I often play with him."

Rere was made curious by the Sultan, so Rere demanded the Sultan to tell his beautiful friend to him.

Sultan stalling time, he was still recalling his memories a long time ago, it felt that the memories were a little lost from the nature of his mind.

"He's actually a new resident of Re, but now he's not here anymore, and his name is Nazala. The person is beautiful, to the extent that all my friends are chasing him," Sultan explained as much detail as possible the story to Rere so that he did not get wrong in digesting the words of the Sultan.

"Now you're still in touch with him about Tan? honestly answer!" rere's words forced the Sultan to recount all the sweetest memories he had ever lived during his childhood here.

"Well Re, I've got you, I have to relate to him, and maybe he's forgotten the same time I'm here."

"What the hell is she Tan?".

"His man is beautiful, I don't know more if he's of Arab descent or his hair, his face looks like an Arab."