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Me Time with Mamak

" tariy... Wake up... "

" tari...  If you do not wake up, you also flush mamak use got water. Mamak itung yes... One... Two..."

" Yeah ! what the hell Mak. I woke up !" I got up from my bed and stepped irritatedly past Mamak's body beside the door leaf with his eyes gawking. Maybe you should be upset, but this is the opposite. This morning I didn't care.

I went straight into the bathroom with the rest of my sleepiness flushing my withered body last night in tears.

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" Mom, today want to shop for any cake ingredients?" I sat in the kitchen chair with my hands propping my chin up on the table. I looked blankly at the table.

" This record is in the refrigerator already Mamak stick from last night." Mamak answered as his hand took out some of the remaining raw materials of the cake onto the table from inside the refrigerator. I kept quiet not taking those notes.

" Let's go quickly. What time did you try?"

I'm still not flinching. My eyes are still fixed on the table which has raw material Mamak cake.

" Dance ?"

" Hm..."

" Why be quiet?"

Huft ! I took a long breath.

" Don't be a slacker. Today Mamak order a lot !"

" Yes Mamak. It's chatty !" Tukasku got up from the chair to pick up a piece of paper note cake material in the refrigerator. My hands and feet are lazy to do it. Walk slowly towards the front door of the house.

" Dance... Be careful if you shop there is less." Mamak's message is attacking me. I didn't pay attention to what he said that was impressed.

It's not my first time shopping. Actually I remember everything, only if the records are not brought, Mamak will double his nagging. Dizziness I heard it. For today I make sure Mamak will be more I let go. So please Mamak do not talk much because it wastes energy for free. My inner.

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The watch has shown at 09.00, the raw materials of the cake that Mamak needs today have been purchased from the market. It does not take long to find materials, because Mamak already has a subscription where Mamak looking for materials. Two medium plastics in my hand are quite troublesome, as the load is also not light. But Downstream shopping people in the market makes it difficult to walk through the crowds. With my heart-hearted attitude carrying my luggage to stay safe and not fall, finally with the shrewdness of the body overtaking, my body can come out of the crowd as well. I just walked a little towards the angkot base that was queuing at the outskirts of the market. Time to get back on the boat.

" Sir, please take me to Agricolla Street." I said while in angkot crammed with mothers who shop as well.

" Ne neng." The driver said he was running the engine and passed from the market.

Arriving at my destination, I lowered my groceries and spent money to pay for them. After the payment was completed, the angkot left.

I carry my plastic groceries in my hands, walking in sweat. The air in the car is very hot especially a lot of passengers. My alley is ten meters away, I walk towards my house.

On my rather leisurely trip, the phone in my bag rang, I took it out by taking down one of my plastic groceries. As I lifted without seeing who was calling, I was stunned when someone hit my body causing me to stagger into the asphalt road and throw my phone out of my hand. I realized that a woman had both fallen. He wears a pink sweater, and his face is invisible because it is covered in a hat and wears a mask.

" Sorry. I'm in a hurry ! If we see you again, I'll compensate you !" His voice rose to his feet and like he was chasing ghosts, his head turned frantically towards the direction he had run. He quickly ran from before me alone. After his body disappeared from behind the leafy leaves struggling, two adult men ran from the direction the woman hit me. They approached me with sweat. I just got up at the end of the question.

" Dek, you see there's no girl through here?"

" She's a girl wearing a pink sweater, a black hat, her hair is long in a tie, and she keeps a mask on. His height above your body is much smaller." The two asked each other in complete panic.

I saw the look on their faces like the traits of a bad man. I was hit by a woman who was exactly asked by these two men.

" Reply answer ! You see no?!" Ask rising.

I stammered as their tone pressed on me even more.

" Halah.com dong from earlier. Lama ! Let's go Gun we'll find it again !"

" Where's Boss ?"

" In that direction !" Show one of them. I heard their conversation like they're a man. That means the woman is in danger. Fortunately, the two men ran in the opposite direction from the woman.

'Be grateful... He was running towards the leafy leaves wrestling it, may he be safe, Amin.' My mind leads to where the woman disappeared.

" Ah, stop. Why should I think of others. Think of me standing here for too long !" I picked up the plastic package that was lying almost in disarray, and I hooked it on both of my hands.

" I have to get home soon. Mamak will surely grumble. Ouchs... Forgive me Mak !" My murmur ran small speeding my steps into the alley.

Arriving at home, Mamak already ruffled his waist on the porch of the house, I emerged from the street alley and entered the gate. Mamak's face has put on an annoyed look.

" What planet did you run out of?! " The tone of his voice was quite thunderous going into my ears. I want to rub my ears like lightning.

" Sorry, there was a little problem." I answered nervously entering the house regardless of Mamak's scary face. My mom followed me from behind.

" What's the problem?" Ask Mamak curious.

" Oh, the story is long. Later, Mak, the story. It was noon !" Point me at the wall clock in the kitchen. My eyes also looked at the clock.

" Let's start making the cake. Said a lot of orders." My urge diverts Mamak.

" Had... All this because you woke up bad luck !"

" I told you to leave earlier Mamak look lazy... So do not biasain sleep late at night, so gini right... Blah... Blah... Blah..." Mamak ngomel here and there. While my hands were busy picking up the container, sprinkling the raw materials into the container to make the dough. I just need to prepare my ears well. In accordance with the intention of my morning earlier, I will not heed Mamak's words. Mama also cape himself.

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" Huh ! Finally finished making people's cakes." My words are sighing. I put my hand on the table, put my head on the table too. Inevitably, Mamak from earlier let me do everything. This order was up to three people. But Mamak from earlier was just a supervisor and called his customers.

I snorted in annoyance when Mamak suddenly said "Mamak seems to have started making cakes, son." My mom sat next to the table.

" What Mak? Do you want to stop?" I panic.

" Yes later if you've graduated high school."

" But Mak, I also want to go to college."

" Yes find your own money, Mamak's time is still a cost."

" Yes later I also went to college while working. But I can't necessarily give Mamak the money to eat." I answered with a lip.

" The age of Mamak was fifty years Tar... My mother's physique is not rich anymore. While orders are getting more and more days." Mamak looked down like he was thinking about his age which was no longer young. I realized looking at him fixed, the wrinkles more visible. Although Mamak's stature is a little fat but still does not cover the reduced stamina.

" Patience to Mak. This only child of Mamak will try as hard as possible to make Mamak happy. I want Mamak to see me succeed later. And Mama can enjoy it." My smiling voice rubbed gently on his arm.

" But Mamak also wants you to get married quickly. Mama wants to hold a grandchild." Mamak looked at me.

Glek !

Non-itchy head scratches.

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