
This afternoon was so bright, as bright as the heart and mind of a little girl who was getting ready to go to the house of a man who often messed with her thoughts.
"Sister, where are you going?" asked Iva who saw her brother was neat with a striped shirt pink and white and hijab that matches the shirt and combined with a black skirt.
"You go to the Umi house" he said while rubbing baby powder on his face. Aini does not like to dress up, even she does not have all the makeup equipment, only has baby powder as a mainstay if you want to berias. Every now and then, if there is an event, she wears lipstick with her mother.
"Oh.. What's the need?" ask Iva curious.
"Nothing.just take turns." Aini took the phone on the nightstand and left Iva in the room.
"Mom, where are the dishes that you want to bring to the Umi house?" ask Aini who is already in the kitchen. Yes, today he wants to visit the Umi house, as Baim said last night, if Umi misses him. So he took the initiative to come and bring Ema's mother's cooking as her hand. Aini used to be very often to the house of umi, because the girl was an Umi student who learned to teach at her home. Naturally, he thought that Baim said last night that Umi was kangen with him, although Aini believed it was only Baim's wits.
"This, uda mom prepare. Do not stay there for long, you know yourself in the house of many boys, it is not good you linger with the opposite sex who is not a muhrim in one roof, although there are parents there," said the mother reminded.
"Yes mom.. Ready to deliver this food, my sister went straight home" he said in a low voice.
"It's not so mother's intention, it doesn't matter if you chat with Umi for a while, but you have to remember the time" said the mother again.
Aini kisses mom's hand. "Yes ma'am, sister go first, assalamu'alaikum.."
"Wa'alaikum..."
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"Where is this? how long is it?" baim muttered. Now Baim is on the terrace of the Umi house. From that moment he was pacing indistinctly because he was waiting for the little girl who he said would come this afternoon.
"Im.. Why do you keep pacing?" ask umi who passed by.
"Oh, Baim forgot to tell us. Aini will come later, but last night Baim said that Umi kangen with him. So if he asks later, umi just said that umi is kangen huh?" her door.
"You are, Im the most. So you told me to lie?"
"Eh, that's not it. Baim would be embarrassed if he asked the Umi tenyata Baim who was caught lying," he replied by scratching his head that does not itch.
"Well, umi was a little kangen with him, because usually he always came here to teach, but since the study was diverted to the mosque, he so rarely came here, even almost never, since, umi.
"Tu right, Baim did not wrong dong tell him that umi kangen," said Baim cengengesan.
"Yes, then please help us pour this garbage forward" Umi said again while thrusting a small trash can in her hand.
"Yaahhh. umi. cook Baim uda fragrant and handsome gini in order to take out the trash anyway! It will decrease the excitement of Baim, "he replied with a pouting face.
"It has nothing to do with Baim, between littering and your lack of fondness. If it is handsome, it is handsome. Even garbagemen if it is handsome, people can value it too. You are yes, since knowing Aini kok become more gini," said Umi astonished.
"Assalamu'alaikum's chat..." Seen Aini open small fence umi house.
"Wa'alaikumsalam.." answered Umi and Baim together.
Umi who had not managed to get Baim to dispose of the garbage directly handed the small barrel into Baim's hands. The man was also surprised by the sudden treatment of Umi. But he understood what to do, so he followed Umi's orders.
"This enters Ni.." said Umi who saw Aini walking towards the terrace of her house.
Aini smiled seeing Baim passing by carrying a small trash can in his hand. "Yes mi."
"Before deck," said Baim lirih when passing by Aini and only embraced by the little girl.
"Here, let's sit, umi make a drink first yes," said Umi who invited the girl to sit on her porch chair.
"Yes, no need to bother. Aini came here only for a moment and this..," Aini handed over her hand which she had brought from the house earlier.
Umi. "What's this?"
"That's mom's cooking. The mother told Aini to bring a yam (cass) leaf gule for the umi," he explained.
"Alhamdulillah.thank you son.know that this is the favorite of the Baim," said Umi lirih and almost inaudible.
Aini who heard faintly asked back. "What did you say?"
"No. umi just said she'd go inside to make a drink" she said with a smile.
"Alright, you wait here first, Baim will come soon, I just told him to throw garbage in the dump that is in front."
"Yes mi.." Umi went to leave Aini alone on the front porch because he wanted to make drinks for the guest and his student.
Before long Baim was seen opening the fence of Umi's house. "Sorry wait a long time ya deck."
"What was that deck?" ask the man for pleasantries.
"Gule leaves yam," he said while looking in any direction.
"Or just a favorite food of the candidate," said Baim origin.
"What?" Aini was afraid of mishearing, so she asked again about Baim's words just now.
"What indeed?" ask Baim back. He didn't realize what he had just said.
"What does that mean?" aini made clear the meaning of the question.
"Oh..dead me..why answer?" baim muttered.
"Eee. that means..."
"Diminum Aini first, this Umi make your favorite iced orange." Umi had just arrived from the kitchen carrying a glass of the girl's favorite drink.
Baim breathed slowly. "Hussshh. congratulations.. umi is always there at the right time," her inner self.
"Yes, thank you mi.." said Aini.
"Chat the same Baim first yes Aini, umi is not ready to cook, later scorched anyway if umi stay," said Umi want to enter.
"Umi's cooking again? Let Aini help ya," she asked.
"Eh. no need. it's almost done," reject umi.
"You're the same Baim here, Baim is not busy anymore, so can accompany you to chat while waiting for Umi to finish cooking."
"Alright if umi refuses," he replied flatly.
"Then, continue your conversation, umi go in first."
After the departure of Umi, the two people who were sitting on the terrace were suddenly mute. There was no sound of a word coming from their mouths, not even the sound of mosquitoes or the clinking of a wall clock. Slender.. Silent...
"What are you riding here for?" Baim broke the silence between them.
"Yes walking la, it's also usual, did Aini ever ride a vehicle other than angkot?" the answer is a little upset.
"Tu right, wrong again I. always so. when the intention is pleasantries not to be awkward, uh even sprayed. Good thing baby," the man's inner.
"Eh, yes, you mean who knows who is riding a bike, or riding a motorcycle. There is also a vehicle at home" said Baim.
"If the vehicle is definitely brought into the yard bang house, this is not there," he chanted again.
"Hmm. It's wrong that I keep going," her inner self.
"Sir, your father is a noodle level salesman huh?"
"No," answered Aini innocently. Though Baim's intention was to digegombal, but he was not sensitive.
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tbc
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is it hard for an insensitive girl?😄
where's the vote??
uh. where's the sound... ⁇ ️😄