Love Mita

The most beautiful Saturday in Seattle

Ferry

Sunday morning Rena invited hunting baby equipment. As the doctor suggested, Rena had to walk a lot.

"His walks in the supermarket are yang, while nyari vegetable fruit."

"Anything for you dear."(whatever to you). Rama who if he hears this flutter will definitely "hueeeekk" pretend to feel nauseous.

While looking for Rena who has disappeared somewhere because of shopping, suddenly her phone rang from Rama.

"Kampret's out how many rounds were you last night, huh? Where's the flower photo the cave asked for."

Without any b-bi-bu tantrums directly out of Paduka Rama.

"Semalem cave is in bed. Sorry's sleep."

Ngeles fashion.

"All sleep, alesan."

"If you say good again, it's not good. Combloan is also a cave."

In the wrong way, frontally. Xixii

"Bangsatt is clear."

He laughed when he heard Rama still grumbling.

"This cave wants to directly mesen flowers. The best, the most expensive for Paramitha Zainal."

"Tell, don't. Bokap cave already ngerestuin cave Fer. Really-gener emang bokap cave, let's get the blessing of the cave dumped first here."

"Free now anyway, it's a child two already rich stamps. The story is already macem alay child point so many post story."

"Bodo. Dating can be the same as a lick. The same cave. But don't get Mita in touch with that same shucks you want to be okay."

"Where is the mastiin cave. Eh already Ram, bini cave has finished shopping, want to go directly to the baby shop. Daddy's same Mommy wants to shop for utun." (grandfather: baby)

"Dirty, your style daddy mommy everything."

"Made in USA boss." prospective daddy shombong.

*****

Ramah

Saturday afternoon he headed to the Pike Place Market on the outskirts of the bay called Elliot Bay. This afternoon was the first Starbucks in the world. Enjoying a glass of hot cappuccino in the drizzling rain of Seattle is the best choice.

The nickname Seattle is the same as Bogor, which is the rain city of America. Perhaps the nickname is a little exaggerated, considering that many other cities in America also have more rainfall. But in other cities, the rain that falls is often heavy rain but immediately bright.

Unlike the old Seattle rain, often drizzled by the hurling from the Pacific Ocean, sometimes the sky is cloudy for days before and after the rain. So that in this city even during the summer will still feel cool.

Maybe this is also the cause of Seattle has a reputation for high coffee consumption. And became the birth city of the world coffee shop brand, Starbucks.

Not yet at the destination where his phone rang, from Sena.

Why does it feel like he is so busy today?

Because it is not possible to pick up the phone when it rains, he finally reject. He will call back when he arrives, he said.

After he sat down with a glass of hot cappuccino accompanied by an almond croissant, he pulled out his phone to call Sena. But he remembered Mita, if she were here.

Hot cappuccinos, almond croissants, and rain are still not perfect without you.

He sent a photo to Mita with the caption as it is.

"Daddy, why?" he also called Sena, tumben once thought this spoiled child phone.

"Are you healthy? that's another coffee, huh?"

Sena looked behind her filled with people who were drinking coffee. Either because he wanted to coffee like himself, either shaded from the drizzling rain.

The third bite landed perfectly in his mouth.

"Again Papa same Mama's problem Sister with Mita."

"Why said?" he wondered what happened to his father.

"That's it. Who is Bamwir's son, brother? From the morning it is called continue."

"It was Aditya Wiragendeng's selebgram."

"Wiraguna. Mita was the same? It's crazy to lose brother if he's the same."

"Honey, I still won. You haven't been back to Bandung?"

"I have a week off from UTS all want to take care of a visa. If there's a big brother, I'm shopping now."

"Visa's here? Bring lots of sambel, instant noodles too."

He sometimes buys noodles sold in Asian stores, but somehow the taste that he does not equal with instant noodles that he eats in Indonesia.

"Send me the ticket money Papa said."

Sena who seemed to be in the room looked like she was stewing candy.

"Papa actually asked me." he snorted in annoyance.

"Tiket Mita mah asked to Brother he said."

"Well how?"

"Mama's ticket with Mita, Brother who paid. My ticket Papa paid for."

"Mita's coming here?? When's she here?"

If Sena doesn't hear wrong, they'll visit her on a semester holiday around mid-January.

He smiled, it was not just flowers that were doused in rain today. But his heart too, he hoped that it would flourish.

"You go to where Mita dong dek kl no work, if it's there later I want a phone call. He won't pick up the phone from me."

"Much opprobrium. Wani piro??"

"Start it right." He threw himself in the coffee shop.

"The gasoline money must remain, brother."

"Yaudah take Mita shopping, I'll transfer. I'll let you know it's in the room."

Seriously, it's the most beautiful Saturday in Seattle.

*****

Sena

"Ma, I went to Bogor myself."

"Well?"

"Sent Brother to cosan Mita. He won't pick up Brother's phone."

His father who was eating fruit just listened without commenting.

"It's because of Papa. Mita is so faring Rama." Her mother looks upset. Her mother was rarely angry.

"Dianter Mr. Karman." his father spoke.

He swerved, he always had to be taken everywhere.