Marsel's Choice

Marsel's Choice
11: Grandma's home crowd (New Year 2)



Note author: sorry if there are many shortcomings in the story, because the author is still a beginner πŸ”°


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"Finally done too... "


Marsel stretched his body, he saw his sister who was relaxing, because it was very amazing the work of his sister


"Hmmm, neat is also the same order count you, Sela, this is also her doodling paper just a little bit also scribble... "


Marsel checked the work of his sister, Misella he could already rely on as an assistant, even if Misella did not ask for a reward from him


"Yes, counting is easy, while not saying 'ihh, mitimitiki iti sisyih' "misella taunting


The speech recalled Marsel when he was scolded by Thomas studying mathematics when he entered High School


"You're mocking brother huh? " ask Marsel


Misella without sin he answered yes, it made Marsel approach her and pinch her nose


"Sister, sick....! "


Misella attempts to take off her brother's hand, but Marsel pinches her nose firmly, then takes it off by pulling it away


"Ouch.... It hurts! "


Plaque!


Marsel's arm was hit by Misella, she did not stay there and pinch her brother's waist


"Aakhh, s.sickness." ringis Marsel.


"Racaine! I didn't do anything about being pinched! " said Misella while stroking her nose


"It's just pinched his nose until his side nyubit brother, where it hurts too"


"Bodoamate! "


Misella pinches again on her sister's waist, she then runs from the room and is chased by Marsel


In the kitchen, Thomas and Salma are preoccupied with bbq preparation for new year's night


The four of them plan for a new year at Salma's parents' house, because from afar Maggie's day invites them to a new year


"Where are the kids? Still in the workspace? " salma asked Thomas who was putting the ingredients in the container


"I guess, but don't know, don't look" Thomas said, shrugging his shoulders


The sound of the footsteps rang out, Salma frantically heard the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of a very strong


"What's that sound? " ask Salma


Thomas and Salma are shocked by Misella running towards the kitchen, followed by Marsel


"Papa, look at brother! "


Misella runs and takes cover behind Thomas's back, Marsel stops and his foot kicks the corner of the table leg


"Dwoooh! " shouted Marsel, he immediately sat down and held his leg that was kicked at the corner of the table leg


"Marsel! "


Salma quickly approached her son, and she saw his son's leg being kicked at the corner of the table


"Could you do it? Gini blue sampe also. "said Salma while applying pain relief gel.


Thomas and Misella stared at Marsel lightly, they patted Marsel on the shoulder and sat down


"Here, it hurts so much, your big body, Marsel" said Thomas


"Regular pah, sister is a child mama, so spoiled" mishandled Misella


"It hurts! It's all because of you, Sela" ringis Marsel


"So, first the nyubit earlier, if not nyubit first will not I want to disturb the sister" answered Misella


"Udah already, just two brothers and sisters continue to fuss. You are also Marsel, adek do not you disturb, give little to be the brother" said Thomas, Misella who just mocked also hit


"So, his brother should not be disturbed, nor hurt" Thomas said to Misella


"Ihh, why did Sela also get hit, pah? "


"Let's be fair, not one-sided" Thomas said.


"Kasian got angry, mama can not remember ya. "sneered Salma, Marsel and Misella stared at each other cynically.


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The evening was a night of preparation for the new year, the Thomas family came after the end of Maghrib, the four of them got to Phillip's house


"Is everything his stuff? "


"It's a reward, just haul it again"


Marsel and Thomas were transporting heavy items, while Salma and Misella were lifting the prepared groceries earlier this afternoon


"Grandmother, grandpa...! "


Marsel and Misella call Maggie and Phillip, Maggie responds to her grandson's call and welcomes him


"Marsel, Misella, well you guys are coming, let's sit down first... "


"Yes Grandpa, say hello to Grandpa first"


Marsel and Misella approached Phillip, who was lighting the fireplace, and they poked his grandfather on his shoulder, and Phillip responded


"Who? " ask Phillip


"Grandfather, when he did not know his own grandson." said Misella, Phillip narrowed his eyes.


"Pake her glasses, bang." said Maggie while giving Phillip glasses.


Phillip wears it, he sees Marsel and Misella in front of him


"Oh my granddaughter, you guys have finally come too, especially Marsel, hahahahaha.... "


"Yes grandfather, as promised, take the big brother too" said Misella, Phillip nodded his head, he asked once again to convince Misella's answer


Misella repeated, she knew that her grandfather Phillip's hearing had begun to reduce, let alone her vision which began to grow more pervasive


"Yes, you sit down first, all burn is fine" said Maggie


Salma took out the materials she had brought from home, while Thomas helped Phillip to set the embers on fire


"Assalamu'alaikum"


The sound of greetings from outside the gate, Misella ran to greet him, it was Raka and Azizah


"Raka, it just so happens that the same brother izah came, where was the meeting? " ask Misella


"I'm sorry Sela, I met your boyfriend in front of the alley, he knew I wanted to go here too, it was going to be bad" Azizah explained


"Oh yeah, yaudah let's go in, it's already starting"


Misella allows Azizah and Raka to enter, the three of them go inside


"Well, let's sit down first, see the corn, the chicken as well as the fish burned directly" said Thomas


"Assalamu'alaikum bang Marsel" said Azizah, Marsel answered greetings from Azizah


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Pov Marsel


"Tumben is not the same with Arinska, zah? " tanyaku prank


"The house is not the same as Arinska, bang" he explained


I nodded my head, I was called by papa to arrange the embers again


After I thought it was good that only Azizah came, at least there was no commotion, just shame in front of grandma and grandpa they both fought about trivial


And it is also impossible that Arinska wants to come, she must be new year with her mother to Singapore or to Vietnam, yes, because there is no way he would want to burn like this in addition to staring at special fireworks and fancy dinner abroad


Tin!


The sound of the car horn was heard from outside the gate of the grandmother's house, Misella whose task was indeed welcoming ran forward to see who was coming


'Brother Arinska?! Is brother really coming? '


Never mind, haduh just relieved, there is already something that will come later


"Hello everyone, happy new year"


Arinska waved gracefully at all of us, her assistant like carrying goods, maybe not far from the needs of Arinska itself


"Sister Marsel, happy new year huh.... "


As usual, Arinska hugged me, she kissed me on the cheek and left her lipstick marks


"Don't remove it, it's expensive lipstick huh" she told me


Grandma and mama just laughed at me, wanted to be angry but she also included my sister, ah already


The sound of the motor sounds again, I seem to recognize this sound


'Brother Enrico, welcome brother, brother find Marsel? '


Finally my friend came, I thought Enrico would not come here because he was busy taking care of his company


"Hello bro, it just so happened to come"


I gave him a tos, Enrico welcomed me well, it seems there is another purpose as well besides wanting to play here


"Hello iska, Enrico's brother is coming.... "


As expected, Enrico was very happy to tease Arinska, Arinska looked upset when she saw my friend teasing her


"Why the hell is coming? Disturb my mood" said Arinska cynically to my friend


I was just speechless to see them arguing, rather Arinska was arguing with Enrico


"Who would like help? "


"Don't bro, you've sat down, temenin adek me, later you have a problem eating the same cost"


"So, how ready am I"


We all started to burn burnt, Azizah certainly wanted to burn burnt, she helped mama to burn corn and season the chicken


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Pov author


Maggie looked at all of them, and she was thrilled to be gathering for the new year with her granddaughter's family and friends


"Burn ready... "


Seen from the terrace, young people can not wait to taste the grilled corn, except Arinska


"What is a fire burning that is often on the road? " ask Arinska


"Yes, adek iska, often kayak gini when on the road, brother Rico often see really" replied Enrico


"The cave is not the same you" judges Arinska, Raka and Misella giggled at the behavior of Marsel's friends


"The spirit of brother Enrico, brother iska mah cuek cuek duck, later also he likes. "goda Raka, Enrico smiled.


"Solid times you're in my favor, bocil"


"Sipp sister, I'm ready to be her matchmaker" said Raka


"Of Raka, you're noisy! "


Arinska who seemed confused to see the corn, Marsel helped him to split the corn cob in two to make it easy to eat


"Thank you brother Marsel, more dear deh.". "thank you Arinska, Marsel smiled and continued eating his corn.


Not to be outdone, Azizah also pretended that it was hard to eat it to be like Arinska


"Well, how not to eat, izah? Not good, huh? " ask Marsel


"Eh, no brother, just still hot... "


Marsel knew that, rather than a commotion, he also split the corn belonging to Azizah just like the corn belonging to Arinska


"Thank you bang." said Azizah, Marsel nodded his head and continued again.


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Showing at 11 pm to 12 o'clock, the neighbors and Phillip's family began to prepare to see the night of the turn of the year, they together gathered


Some were already scattered and asleep, especially Raka, Misella and Thomas who were asleep on the sofa chair


"10... 9.... 8...."


Looking at Marsel who was free, Azizah and Arinska hugged his right and left arms, they both also counted the turn of the year


"3... 2.... 1..."


Dor's!


Dor's!


Dor's!


The sound of fireworks was heard, the neighbors and people in the Phillip residence cheered happily, they clapped to see the expanse of the night sky with the fireworks


"Good new year.... "


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