
“Bunda is really good the same Nay!” said Sanaya
smilingly looked at the beautiful woman. The typical face of the Javanese, ayu and earthy. It is very different from Aditya.
The beautiful woman turned to him, she put down her vegetable spoon.
“Bunda seneng because the mother's son finally invited
girls are also home!”
Sanaya frowned, she took back the plate and wiped it with the checkered patterned cloth.
“Emang usually ngajak who bund?”
He is not too familiar with Aditya, but what makes him interested in getting to know the man is somehow he feels Aditya is different from the guys he once knew.
Unique ....
“Motor boy!"
"Motor boy?"
Sanaya was not really surprised. It looks very much from his appearance that he is a motorcycle boy.
Very different from his parents .....
"Yes, that's why Adit's papa likes to be angry because Adit comes home with a motorbike!”
“So Adit motorbike yes bund?”
“Mother thinks so too, so mother hopes
adit has a girl so he can forbid him to play motorbike, if mother anyway
it will not work! Same papa does not work!”
The woman came back to her vegetables that looked to be starting to mature. Mother Diah turned off the stove and prepared a container for vegetable place.
Sanaya was done.did the dishes, he returned to the kitchen to approach Mother Diah. He was still wondering what kind of person Aditya Banu was.
“Emang Adit not afraid yes bund equally papa?”
Absolutely innocent, even such a small thing Sanaya asked.
“Fear, but papa is rarely at home! Most at home only once a week!”
“But mommy is home?”
“Mother may not leave Adit kan Nay .., mother has not yet had the heart!"
"Pity is definitely papa Adrian! She must be lonely!"
"Mothers also like to think like that, really want to be able to come wherever papa Adrian goes!"
"Adit don't have a brother, do you?"
"Have!"
"Where are you looking?"
"Follow the opa and oma overseas!"
"When it could be Adit kan bund!"
"Yes who knows when Adit is married, mother can go around the world equally papa
Adrian, look at his sister Adit there!”
“Ihhh mother, speaking of which is already about marriage anyway
bund!”
It felt like mother He asked Sanaya to be his son's wife.
“Yes how else, mom just want Adit so
real boy Nay!”
“But Adit pinter lo bund!”
“Pinter doesn't guarantee she's good Nay, mom wants your daughter to be a pinter but it's also good! Pinter fire if play continues to be willing
independent from where!”
The person he was talking about was currently finished bathing, he had already changed his uniform with a house shirt.
When he finished, he immediately followed the two women in the kitchen.
“You guys said Adit huh? So serious!” ask Adit who
suddenly appearing and picking up Adit's newly mature favorite fried tempeh makes their conversation cut off.
"It's so hot!" he said while shaking his hands in front of his mouth to reduce the heat.
"Eat it don't come from comot, it's still hot baby!"
"Mother didn't say sukhh!" his behavior makes Sanaya laugh at Adit's behavior. He is what he is, whatever he wants to do, he does.
He likes honesty, always be himself.
"Why see me like that? Are you starting to fall in love with me?" asked Adit when he realized that Sanaya had been watching him.
“PeDe really ..!”
Sanaya chose to divert her attention from Adit, she helped Mother Diah move the vegetable into the basin.
Aditya noticed Sanaya, he could not believe if a girl as sanja Sanaya wanted to be in the kitchen, “Nay could cook ya bund?”
“She is talented Dit, just need to learn!”
“Enak just said I can not cook, at home mom
I also taught Nay to cook!”
Aditya chose to sit on one of the chairs next to the dining table with a mouth that did not stop chewing food.
“Want to?” ask her again.
Sanaya brought the basin of vegetables to the dining table and sat down opposite Aditya.
“Who wants to?” ask Sanaya.
“Mom you, he wants to teach you?”
“Yes will …! I look like I like it
ngerecokin what cook!”
“Yes a spoiled child like you must rarely go to the kitchen!”
“Have aja, my mom's cooking talent dropped to me!”
Mother Diah just shook her head to see the behavior of the son with his friend.
“Already ..., don't fight, we better eat first!” mother Diah said stop their fighting.
He sits between Adit and Nay. he also puts an empty plate in front of Sanaya and Aditya.
“Neating papa, bund?” ask Aditya. Because as she remembers her papa came home today.
“Later, papa let mama masakin again, pity
nay naynya if you wait papa, the night of his return!”
“No pa pa pa bund, if you want to wait!” said Sanaya who felt bad.
“Not good with your parents, definitely looking forward! Come on
eat now!”
They finally enjoyed the afternoon meal, as it was still five o'clock. Fortunately they cooked it not too heavy so they could have dinner again.
"Where are you going to college when you graduate?"
"Not yet to know bun, because Nay also does not know the value of Mau will enter what university!"
"Can't that be it?"
"Nay ain't smart, bund!"
"No pa pa, as long as you keep trying, that's enough! The spirit!"
"Don't worry Bund, Adit will help him not to miss out!" adit said, speaking with me.
"No need, I have Abi! He's my best teacher, and he knows me better than I know myself!"
Mother Diah frowned, "Who is Abi?"
"Ohhhhh ..., he's Nay bund!"
"That's really special?"
"That's a bund!"
Mother Diah looked at her son who was just silent, like something was wrong.
They talked while enjoying dinner.
After finishing eating, Nay also say goodbye to mother
Diah.
“Still ya bun for the food, next time Nay to
here again can you bund?”
“Bby dong darling, mama even seneng! Mother kan
so there's the theme!”
"Gue grab the jacket first, you wait in front ya!"
"Yes!"
Aditya returns to the room, wearing his blue jacket and also the keys to the bike. Then he went back to Sanaya and Diah's mother who was in front.
“Nay go home first bund!” he said while hugging Diah.
“Be careful yes!”
They immediately got on the bike after wearing their helmets. Adit motor drove away from his yard, the sky was getting dark. The beautiful orange sky is now changing
darkened. The dark sky of Jakarta which began to be decorated by city lights with various colors.
Aditya visual special
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