Marsel's Choice
20: Raka
Note author: sorry if there are many shortcomings in the story, because the author is still a beginner 🔰
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Pov author
Just counting the days of the end of the month of Ramadan to soon welcome the feast of Eid al-Fitr, Salma has prepared ready to prepare a pastry cake for a guest banquet when visiting his home
Misella who happens to not fast is ready to taste the taste of the dough that Salma has made
"Has not fit yet, Sela? "
"Hmmm, yes there is salt again mah, so there is a taste of savory taste, at the very end of the spoon that is necessary... "
"Okay, mama put it again"
Salma continued to mend dough to her cake, she asked Misella to make decorations on her cake later
"Assalamu'alaikum, make some more cookies? The smell came out of the house, ", said Marsel.
"Eh, it should not be inhaled that smell, I'm satisfied you later" Salma recalled to Marsel
"Sorry, this is the order of the mother, minimarket rame really since you want to approach Lebaran tomorrow mah" said Marsel
"Yes, people will go home, want to buy parcels also to fly to the homes of relatives. We are the ones who happen to be close to all grateful families still had time to make their own cake to welcome Lebaran tomorrow, you continued your papa menmenin ngadang rendang behind there, he said, let Misella be the same mom who continues to make her pastries... "
"Okay mah, adek, nyicip her not most yes, later run out loh." mocked Marsel.
"Ihh! No dong! Am I that greedy?! " sad Misella
"No matter, continue there help mom, later tonight we will be sorted out before tomorrow to go to our relatives" said Marsel, he left Salma and Misella, he said, while he helped Thomas who was stirring the rendang behind the house
In the evening, the sound of takbiran began to be heard, as well as the sound of a lively fireworks explosion
The little children enthusiastically play fireworks, home from the Thomas family place used as a material child's pity to attract the attention of Marsel
"Bang Marsel, play firecracker yuk while looking for eel downstairs...! " cried the boy from outside the house, Misella came out and greeted the little boy
"Well, you guys stop by, sorry, but her brother Marsel can't play, he's giving you candy." said Misella.
"Yaahhh, okelah sister Sela, say thank you same bang Marsel, the same is also firecracker for bang Marsel mainin... "
Misella enters the house, carrying a small plastic sheeting
"What is Sela? " ask Thomas who is passing by Misella
"Pah hatchery, usually fans of Marsel every takbiran, the boy around here who often invite Marsel to play firecrackers while looking for eels in the front rice field." explained Misella.
"Oh... Yes how else, your brother is his job now if not work yes sleep sleep in his room, it has become a habit he often feel at home in the room, like there is no life outside the room, like there is no life outside the room, we play with the firecrackers outside the house" Thomas asked
"May also reward, you can jahilin mama same brother who likes to stay in the room.... "
Misella and Thomas leave the house, they bring a candle and then set it on a disc as a candle holder
"Hack matches, throw them towards children who are playing in the front paddy field, let's guess Marsel who plays does not invite them" said Thomas
"OK pah"
Misella takes one, she throws with a predetermined distance and the sound of firecrackers manages to distract the child who is playing in the rice field towards the family home Thomas
'Wah bang Marsel really play....! ' screaming from a distance, Thomas and Misella laugh to see the little boy who believes that Marsel is playing firecrackers
"Once again Sela, let them be more sure" Thomas's bitch, Misella revives once again and the sound of the firecracker becomes the child's lure to come to their house
"Of Thomas! Bang Marsel playing firecracker huh?! " shouted one of the children
"Drew into him, call him the same" said Thomas with a face that restrained laughter.
"Marsel's Bang! Bang Marsel! "
Inside the room, Marsel who was trying to sleep woke up when he heard a noise calling out to him, he threw a pillow and got out of bed to head to the front of the house
"Marsel, why is there a storm ahead? " ask Salma who runs into Marsel
"Do not know mah, Marsel follow first"
Marsel walked forward, the little boy who called him immediately pleased and invited him to play firecrackers
"Bang Marsel is coming! Play firecracker yok! " take one of the kids
Marsel looked at Thomas and Misella, he knew it must have been papa and his sister who deliberately made him out of the room when he tried to rest
"Don't be a buffalo keep you Marsel, tuh ladenin your fans who wait for you daritadi." said Thomas.
Marsel clucked, he turned out to be friendly and invited to play the little boy called his fans
"Once doang yes play, tomorrow want to pray eidulfitri, later we are all late" said Marsel
"Ready bang" the boy cheered, they ended up playing together and also looking for eels in the rice field in front of the house
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The next day, everyone was ready to go to the mosque except Misella, before they were to bow and forgive each other
"Sorry Misella yes brother, from maybe the fad or anything that made sister Kesel, Misella apologized yes brother." said Misella.
"Yes, my sister is also like that, the malem was not repeated again, sister wants to rest you even call the child to play, it is not funny at all" replied Marsel, Misella just laughed
"Yes, now we three want to go to the mosque, later if there are guests who come you welcome Sela, say wait if there is someone nyari mama equally papa" said Salma
"Good heart... "
Marsel, Salma and Thomas went to the mosque, while Misella waited for the house and waited for the three of them to finish their Eid prayers
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Pov Marsel
On the street, crowded after the Eid prayer greet each other, I met with friends and neighbors around then greet them
"Let's come by the house" take my mom to our neighbor
"When do we go to Grandma's house, mah? " many
"Later in the afternoon, if until noon it is usually a neighbor or friend of a friend from mama or papa would want to visit the house, we go straight to the house first" replied the mother
Finally we got home, outside our house there were 3 cars parked, who else if not Enrico, Arinska and family from Azizah
"Assalamu'alaikum"
I shook hands with Azizah's parents, then continued by Arinska's parents and her mother Enrico
"Mother, have you treated my sister? " my question is with Sonia's mother, Enrico's mother
"Had, waduh has not seen you for a long time, because the mother was busy abroad all this time, did not have time to come here"
"Yes ma'am, continue drinking. "gagku.
Grep's!
From the back of my body like someone hugging, who else if not Arinska who hugged me as hard as possible
"Hahahaha, Arinska, don't think so son." said Om Brian, Arinska denied Brian and still hugged me with all her might.
"As per Azizah's promise yesterday, I am full of fasting, I can continue the same way Marsel....! "
All laughing at me and Arinska, I tried to take off that strong Arinska hug from my body, while Misella sat at the door waiting for something
"Iska, let alone first sister, sister want to be with Sela first." I said.
"Okay, I'll hug you again... "
Arinska let go of her embrace, I walked over to Misella
"Sela, wait for who? " many
Tin!
The sound of the car horn, it's like papa's friend's car, o'm Putra and Aunt Rani
"Wait for him... "
Misella goes inside, looks like her face is not excited or upset, she seems annoyed with Raka
"Assalamu'alaikum, is there your papa, Marsel? "
"Oh yes, please come in, om, aunt, same Raka" I bargained
Raka shakes hands with me, I pull her hand before entering the house
"After Misella to the back, Raka, she's waiting for you from here." I whispered.
"Yes, sister, Raka wants to suck up to Sela"
I took Raka to the back of the house, we found Misella sitting in the back near the swing
"Why go home? "
As expected, it seems like my sister is upset with Raka
I'll just shut up, if the condition is already runningyam then I take action
"Sorry Sela, just give me the news now... "
"You didn't really tell me at all, and you didn't tell me, if you wanted to take the TNI test last month, Raka! " snaps Misella into Raka
"Mom... Not like that, Sela... "
"Certain what?! You are selfish not to tell me, and you just came home from the test when Lebaran like this huh?! You think this is all funny, you have to wait for the test without telling me, Raka?! "
Misella must have been like this, I kind of had to start talking
"Udah ka, do not have to be horrified by the Sela, his behavior makes a headache, you focus on your mind, do not have to be horrified by the nagging of him who is not useful." I said.
"Sister! Brother don't have to be a provocateur, this is my business with Raka, brother! "
"It is precisely this moment is very important that you should be a provocateur, you are not as keen to see Raka can pursue her ideals? Or would you rather Raka be unemployed later? "
"No! I will also work later! "
"Certainly? You said you were also going to work, but why when Raka wanted the TNI test you did not tell? Is there something you're hiding from your sister? " just ask suspiciously
"I don't want to have to be LDR with Raka, you know how later Raka and I will be separated by several months because Raka has a duty outside the area? " he said
"Just because it's that? Misella, the risk of having a partner who wants to become a devotee of such a country, at least give Raka support, so that she is excited. Not forever he must obey your will, Raka also has a mind, and you as his partner must support him, not even interrogate him" I said
Misella was silent, she didn't seem to know what else she wanted to say
"Now go inside, your parents are waiting. Raka, you focus on your ideals. Misella, you have to be mature, not everything you want can be fulfilled easily" I said again
"Udahlah! My males! "
Misella left both of us, I saw Raka just looking at her unmoved
"Udah Raka, come in, just let him sulk, you focus on your mind, later he also understands"
"Yes, brother, thank you... "
We finally came in and got together with everyone
These moments should be celebrated well, not selfishly
But never mind, he'll understand later
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