Love Mita

New Motor

Saturday morning Yoga was already preparing in the TV room, with creamy knee-length pants and a plain white T-shirt belonging to Rama that had long been unused. Yoga looks handsome, like a teenager from the capital.

"That's fine, Ga."

"From last night it's been restless knowing, Bang."

Mita's condition has now improved, want to prepare a warm sweet tea for Rama, beloved husband.

Last night Rama took a check on Mita's condition to dr. Hendrawan, to make sure that Mita is ready to fly. A letter of recommendation from dr. Hendrawan is on hand, as a guarantee that Mita is allowed to fly long distances even though she is pregnant. Surely not separated from the various vitamins that must be consumed Mita.

"Where are you going early in the morning?"

Rama forgets his promise, because in his head at the moment so many things he thinks.

"Yeahh not Ga, his brother also forgot."

Mita laughs, while Yoga shrinks.

"Morning bath, if not so." Inner Yoga is upset.

"Ohh to the motor dealer huh? Inget dong, in an hour we leave, breakfast first."

His gloomy face Yoga instantly turned cheerful in a second hitunga.

"Okay, Bang."

"Who is coming? Mom's coming, right? All shopping. Just returned to Cianjur delivered Tarjo."

"Hayu-hayu aja Ibu mah. Especially invited to shop, beuki atoh." (plus seneng).

"So bad not to be sensitive, I'm taking you out."

"I was sick yesterday, Ayang."

"Sweet as hell tea. I think it's because it's called Ayang."

Rama plays his eyebrows wrong, while sipping sweet tea that is still warm.

"Mom took a shower or so."

Rama's cell phone in the room rang.

"I'm the one who took it."

The spirit of the 45 Mita takes Rama's cell phone on a mattress.

"Most Fery."

"Not from Tarjo sir."

Mita hands the phone with the apple logo to Rama.

"Oh yes. Another hour to go, just take it."

Just one sentence Rama said on the phone and then kept his phone on a sofa pillow.

"Why Mr Tarjo?"

"The car is ready."

Gitu doang say use call all, Mita with her mind.

Once all is ready, Rama, Mita, Yoga and Bu Rini descend into the basement of the apartment. Mita, Yoga and Bu Rini walk to the area where Rama's car used to park. While Rama headed for a different car next to him.

"Just take this car."

"Whose car is that?"

"My car dong, Tarjo's car time."

"By buying another car? Make what?"

"When I don't have a car? I'm going to do yoga."

In a quiet atmosphere, Mita and her family digested Rama's words.

"Why do you do yoga? Make what?"

"Make a Yoga lecture"

"Will buy a motorbike."

"Maybe every day the motors. I'll change cars that are more comfortable for the baby."

Mita thinks this is too excessive, to want to refute the words of Rama.

"Where if we go in first? It's hot outside."

While Miss Rini and Yoga are unable to say anything. Only able to listen to the chatter, but more heard the argument between Rama and Mita.

"Bu Mita, what are you talking about? Don't you like the car?"

"This must be the car."

Mita just this time riding a luxury car with a large size. A car of that size only consists of 7 seats until it feels very comfortable.

"If there's money, nothing, Tea."

Spontaneously Yoga argued.

"Well, pinter nih Yoga. Big Brother."

Miss Rini laughed. Yoga is now Rama's team.

"Rather than her husband buying something that is not clear. The car is clear, there is a shape. It also feels like an expensive car is comfortable. Strange Teteh mah, bought expensive goods do not want. Yoga is just a matter of."

"Yes, you are a seneng, a car. Teteh pas college was not in the car."

"That's forgetting. I used to buy a motorbike if you didn't want to. Ngga inget?"

Mita was silent, because Rama was right. He often refused the gifts of Rama. Now, Yoga easily gets everything without a sense of hesitation.

"It used to sell expensive, Ga. Nolak Abang, even made up with Adit. Can't get more than me, Yang? Same with Adit."

Yoga smile. Just found out that Rama has a high level of confidence.

"No, cocky right? Don't know how to feel more than anyone else."

"I'm talking facts. Tanya Yoga, if asked to choose Abang sama Adit choose who? Honestly, No."

"Don't do it."

Realistic yoga. Although Adit was not bad either, but Rama in his eyes was a god.

Rama smiled triumphantly.

Once at the dealer, Mita is like a dejavu with the incident a few years ago when accompanying Adit to buy a motorcycle.

Yoga Eyes are sparkling. During this time he could only see from youtube impressions, now he will buy it. Even with Rama's money.

"Pick it, Ga. Don't look at the price."

Although Rama has been warning, but the view of Mita feels piercing the heart of Yoga.

"Don't be expensive, Kasian Abang."

Miss Rini whispered so as not to sound Rama. Although Rama will give, but according to ya Yoga should not be mumpung aji. And if his mother did the talking, Adit did not dare to argue.

As soon as Bu Rini knew the price of motorcycles at the dealer, he was shocked by the price of one sport bike reaching the price of one big house in his village.

"Was tea worth that much?" (See : really)

"Eatya Teteh like kesel, does not make sense the price of the same motor car."

While circling the dealer, Mita's phone vibrated. The phone call from Sena is in a frenzy with all the preparations to go to Japan.

"What's Miss Adit?"

"Where's Tea? Come here at mumpung weekend. Help me prepare, afraid someone hasn't been on the list."

"What are your experts?"

"Inseng has no chatter."

"I'm again at this motorcycle dealership, piling my head. Very mehong."

"So, you bought a motorbike?"

"So he bought two. Do what you try. Rich there is a motor."

"Where's Brother trying to talk to me."

"Well, it's Sena."

Mita called Rama who was 100 meters away from where she was standing.

"Ecieee Ayang."

"Sirik dehh."

"What's Sen?"

"Buying for a motorbike, right?"

"Yes. Do you want to too?"

"Parents will."

"Seriously?"

Rama did not believe it.

"Yes yesterday Adit came here with a motorbike, Papa wants to say."

"Ohh yeah."

Although the phone is not on the loud speaker, but Mita can hear Sena speech because Sena talk half-screaming.

"Buy 3 is it?"

"Two first."

Whats? Rama is more concerned with Yoga than her parents?"

"Devil, Papa would also say."

"Yes to Yoga as Papa used to. Make me later."

Although he wanted to, but Rama did not want to hear Mita's nagging. Buy 3 motors at once?

Rama had to rethink.

"Mother will be with Rama and Bu will buy him."

Bu Rini rubbed Rama's back with a feeling of affection and pride.

"Hopefully the windfall is getting smoother, son. Rama is healthy always."