My Fancy Beloved

One village

Azan dawn reverberated, although sounding faint-sayup, Tio woke up from his sleep. he rubbed his eyes. Then, he got out of bed and looked for the bathroom.

Tio cleaned up for a moment and took ablution. When he finished, he went back into the room. Look for a prayer mat in the closet in the room. Who knows if there is a stash. Apparently, the prayer mat he needed wasn't in there. He also recalled the time yesterday asked Angga to bring a sarong cloth. He grabbed the bag lying on the table.

"Well, good luck brought." Tio pulled the folds of the glove fabric from inside the bag. He went out of the room to the living room. There is a more spacious and comfortable place to pray.

When he arrived at the living room, he was about to spread a small prayer mat that was in the folds of a sarong. However, he was confused which direction his qibla was on. He turned his head to the right and to the left with the intention of looking for clues. He traced the edge of the wall around it. Finally he found a clue from the wall near the door. There is an arrow made of charcoal deliberately written on the wall.

'The arrow 'flat' leads to the side window of the living room. Means the direction of the qibla facing the window.

"Well, that way." Tio monologued, then he unfurled his alphabet facing the window. After that, he put up his scabbard and performed two rakaat prayers. Without Tio noticing, there was someone who was praying with him in the back.

"Assalamulaikum Warahmatullah.." turned to the right.

"Assalamulaikum Warahmatullah.." turned to the left.

He held out his palm and prayed in his heart. After he finished, he rubbed his face. When he folded his small prayer mat to combine it with the sarong cloth he was wearing. Tio saw Om Yuan was also just finished fulfilling his obligations.

"Well, Om!" Tio immediately grabbed Yuan's hand for him to kiss.

"Om, did not expect, it turns out you are a child who is diligent in worship." Mr. Yuan.

"Still learning, Om." Tukas Tio's.

"Good, hold on, yeah!" mr. Yuan patted Tio's shoulder slowly. After that, Mr. Yuan went back into the room.

Tio put the equipment back in the bag. He went out into the living room again. Because there is no other empty room other than that space.

He sat there for a moment and then opened the window. The outside atmosphere was still not too bright. The morning air was so soothing. Tio focused his elbow on the edge of the window. His eyes looked at the vast expanse of oil palm plantations across the street. Palm fruit is ready to harvest, seen from its plump shape.

The finches in the morning chirping with each other added to the beautiful impression of the place. While enjoying the morning air through the window door, Tio heard a clanging sound or a noise in the kitchen room. He immediately headed there to see who was making a noise.

"Well, Om, want to cook?" ask Tio after finding out who made a noise in the kitchen.

"Yes, just cook for breakfast!" mr. Yuan said, his hands are washing the cauldron in a black anti-breakage tub, you please turn on the stove, yes!'' pinta pak Yuan to Tio.

"Which stove, Om?" tio asked, he was confused not to find a stove that was commonly used by his mother when cooking in the kitchen.

"That, it's under the undercarriage. The stove is covered in a washcloth." Mr. Yuan pointed under the table. There are legendary brand oil stoves that are hereditary. (Hayo, who knows the brand of stove that the author means directly comment below, yes)

"This cake, Om?!" ask Tio. He felt less sure. For a long time he never saw the stove model. Because, he never cooks in the kitchen using a legendary stove.

"Yes, go out first!" mr Yuan's orders.

Tio lifted the stove and put it in front of him. Then, get rid of the washcloth that covers the area of the quarry.

"Naikin used to be the axis," Mr. Yuan gave directions and gave a direct example, "well, here. You're still playing the match."

Mr. Yuan gave accurate instructions ranging from checking the oil was measured with a lid to turn on the stove with the help of a match.

Ces! Ces!

Tio lit a match and directed to the lid that had been dipped in kerosene. Several times he failed to fuse the fire to the axis, as the fire was dead in the middle. After restarting the fire at the end of the lid, he connected the fire to the stove axis very slowly, so as not to die easily. Then, he flattened his flame all over the quarrel.

Patiently, the fire finally burned. Tio put the washed cauldron earlier on the surface of the stove.

Mr. Yuan was busy preparing cooking ingredients that had been prepared from the previous house to be cooked in this place.

"More to do, anyway. How a big scene!" Angga appeared from the doorway. The face of the pillow as well as the disheveled hair make for a sepet sight.

"You cook, go to the bathroom! Smells jigong." Expel Tio. He shook his hand towards Angga who was standing facing him.

"Yes, hunted. Help prepare breakfast!" sahut mr Yuan.

"Yes, Pa." Goose also walked towards the bathroom which position is close to the kitchen.

Tio and Mr. Yuan were busy with their respective duties. Angga then helps bring a cup containing warm drinks to the living room. That's where they'll enjoy breakfast.

"Now we have breakfast. We'll be gone at half-seven." Said mr. Yuan.

Angga and Tio grabbed their respective plate rations. Just a breakfast of fried noodles and a clipped egg. Drink warm tea and bottled mineral water.

After enjoying breakfast. Now it's Angga's turn to wash the dishes. Because it doesn't work much.

"You do the dishes, yeah." Said mr. Yuam.

"Yes, Pa." Angga started to bring the dirty equipment towards the kitchen. Arriving there, he put the dirty plate into the black tub that was used by Mr. Yuan.

Shortly after, Tio came to the back to see his best friend washing dishes. He ruffled his waist and looked seriously at Angga who was rubbing dishes with a sponge.

"Gapain my foreman! Mending you bring me water. To rinse the dishes!" pinta Angga who is not happy in the foreman by Tio.

"What's? The neem? Where's place?" tanya Tio was astonished.

"Open that door, there's a well." Show Angga to the door next to him. Tio said, opening the door and saw a well to the right of the door that he opened.

Before Angga began his dishwashing ritual, he had to open the door. Then, he closed it again and started the dishwashing ritual.