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Simplicity at Home Mom

The weekend Nina was waiting for arrived. Riding on a matic motorcycle he borrowed from Clara, he drove to his hometown. The streets are crowded even though it is still morning. Many people are healing somewhere to relieve fatigue after 6 working days.

Nina enjoyed the trip this time. He plans to take a day off to enjoy the company of his sister and mother. Mr. Hari has also allowed. Armed with a hundred thousand dollars given by Mr. Hari he stopped at a fruit kiosk. He bought 2kg of salak fruit for souvenirs. Villagers when returning home do not bring souvenirs it feels incomplete.

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After traveling for an hour and a half the road through Nina bukas asphalt road again. But the road is narrow and with a flat stone base arranged. The sign of Nina's house is getting closer. The hot air was replaced with a cool breeze. Simple house seen in plain sight, Nina turned off her motor engine.

"Assalamu aleikum." Nina gave her greetings while entering the house.

"Waalaikum salam." Ms. Ida who was from the kitchen stepped up to the front door and answered her greetings.

"Mother!!!" Nina ran a little and hugged her mother.

"O Allah Nduk, I think you will return by noon."

"I have permission 1 day not to work mom. Oh yeah, it's a fruit salad."

"No need to buy souvenirs nor papa Nin. Haven't you got a salary yet?"

"That was in Mr. Hari Bu's pocket money, outside of Nina's salary."

"Ehmz, yes Nduk. Oh yeah, you haven't had breakfast, have you?"

"Hehe, not yet ma'am. Kangen mother's cooking so deliberately not breakfast before."

"Yes. What's masakin going to do?"

"Nasi pecel ma'am, I help you. Oh yeah, Tiara where's Mom?" Nina's looking for her sister.

"Your sister is doing schoolwork in her house across the village." Nina's just a mangosteen.

"Why isn't the gas stove in the bag?" Nina knew that there was a gas stove for assistance from the government along with 3 kgan of gas.

"Honey Nin the money to buy gas. There's plenty of firewood too."

"Yes ma'am, but the gas is also efficient, only 20k for 2 weeks." Nina tried to persuade her mother.

"20 rb can be made to buy Nin side dishes."

"It's up to you."

Soon their cooking was cooked. Pecel with fried tempe, bakwan and tofu fill. Simple but delicious on Nina's tongue.

"Nin's breakfast school." Ms. Ida arranged her cooking at the dining table.

"Yes ma'am."

Nina also sucked rice, vegetables, and poured peanut sauce on it. It also draws fried tempeh and bakwan. Nina eats with her hands without a spoon. Indeed the village people like that, it feels good if eating directly with hands.

"That's a big mama."

"Never eat pecel there?" Ask mother.

"No ma'am, at least breakfast is the same stir-fry, if not the same vegetable. Rarely make pecel. Ribet made the sauce mom."

"Later not bring Nin's sambalnya powder. So you'll just stay shady."

"Yes mom. Thanks a lot."

Nina finished her breakfast. Then she washed the dishes and helped her mother clean the dinner table. Because inside the house is pretty hot. Finally, he headed to the terrace while waiting for his sister to come home. The breeze hit her hair, whether it was fullness or indeed soy sauce, Nina fell asleep on the couch of her porch.