
Aziz had just arrived home after congregational prayers at the mosque. The man entered the house and found his family gathering in the living room. It looks like Ma'am Ima and Aunt Eka are watching soap operas on Chanel Indosiar. Fadila and Fattan are learning to write. While Amrita helps Fakri work on the thesis. And Pa Sofyan was busy with his device.
"Assalamualaikum" said Aziz approached his family.
"Waalaikumsalam" replies all at once, turns toward the sound and returns with each activity.
"So serious are they" Aziz murmured as if whispering.
"Mas, change your clothes quickly. We're all hungry. Since then wait but Mas never arrived home" said Amrita without expression.
Aziz smiled and went into the room. After changing his clothes, the man immediately approached his family. "Let's eat" he asked.
Suddenly the television is turned off by Aunt Eka. Fattan and Fadila close their books. Fakri installed sleep mode on his leptop and Pa Sofyan turned off his phone screen then put his phone on the table. Everyone walked to the dining table without Aziz.
"What's wrong with them? Did I make a mistake? It's not that I'm only thirty minutes late" Aziz muttered almost inaudibly. Then followed his family at the dinner table.
At the dinner table, no one asked Aziz to speak. When Aziz chimed in the jokes and jokes created by Mr. Sofyan. Everyone was silent and did not want to respond.
"Look at it later. I don't want to buy you guys a little lebaran shirt anymore" Aziz muttered almost inaudibly.
Degh!! Aunt Eka was stunned to glance at her daughter-in-law. Amrita gave her mother-in-law a code. For the middle-aged woman to find a way for Aziz to retract her words.
"Aziz, you know. There was a live broadcast between Real Madrid and Chelsea. How many points does Real Madrid get? 3-2. Real Madrid 3 and Chelsea 2. Great Real Madrid team" said Aunt Eka mince words.
"Don't lie, Mom. Two more months of the match" said Aziz casually.
"It's very sharp memory" said Aunt Eka. Then gave the code to his son-in-law.
"Ehem-ehem" Amrita cleared her throat. "Mas, would you like some fish?" ask Amrita.
"If there's any, yes" Aziz replied. "Your train. Do you think I don't have the weapons to avenge you" Aziz's inner triumphant.
Amrita takes roasted fish inside happy cell. Then put it on a plate and give it to Aziz. While Aziz was still expressionless yet in his heart was cheering excitedly.
"Alhamdulillah. It's not in vain that I'm muttering like that" inner Aziz.
After spending two puffed roasted fish. Aziz got up from the chair and washed his hands in the sink. Then go in the family room. At the dinner table, Fattan and Fadila looked sullenly at the already clean plate of fish. The two children still want to add fish but the fish has been spent by the Papa.
"Grandpa also want to fish?" ask Fadila. Sofyan nodded sadly. Making Aunt Eka, Ma'am Ima, Amrita and Fakri laugh out loud.
"Papa. Please, don't put on that pouting expression. Papa looks like a panda if it was a kayak" joked Fakri who was laughed at by others.
In the living room, Aziz seemed curious to hear his family laughing freely in the kitchen. He walked around and tried to figure out what made them laugh.
"Did they laugh at me?" aziz asked.
Aziz saw Papa and his brother and two children moving out of the chair. The four of them walked to the family room. Aziz, who did not want to be caught, ran quickly and sat back on the sofa. Trying the cereflex may be so that others are not suspicious.
In the kitchen, Amrita washes dirty dishes and Ma'am Ima cleans the table. While Auntie Eka rinsed the dishes and put them on the plate rack. When they finished, they approached the others in the living room.
Fadila sat cross-legged on the rug holding her pencil. Then look at all the adults in the family room. Everyone is joking. Only Aziz was busy with his device.
"Hopefully Papa will be better with me" murmured Fadila.
"-------" whispered Fadila.
"Come on" Fattan smiled. Fattan and Fadila approach Papa Aziz.
"Papa" call Fadila.
Aziz stopped his activities and looked at his son questioningly. "What's the matter, honey?" ask Aziz.
Fadila got on the couch and asked her to come closer. Aziz frowned but according to. His ears were fixed on his beloved daughter. "Sister and I want medicine like Mama's medicine. That brown one" whispered Fadila.
Aunt Eka and the others looked at each other. They were curious about what Fadia whispered. Aziz chuckled at what his daughter wanted.
"It's smart now" said Aziz tickled his daughter.
"Hahahahahaha" Fadila's laughter broke. "Papa. Please grant my request" pinta Fadila pouted.
"Okay princess. The three of us go to the living room. Not in here. If it's here soon" Aziz said and then carried his daughter. "Fattan, come on baby" Aziz asked.
Arriving in the living room, Aziz dropped off his daughter. Then help Fattan get on the couch. He sits between Fattan and Fadila. "What message do we have?" ask Aziz.
"If it's just for the three of us then just order one. If you want to share then message four" replied Fadila smiling.
"Smart kid" Aziz nodded and shifted his phone screen. Before ordering, Aziz whispered something to his son and daughter.
"Haha. Okay Papa" replied Fattan and Fadila.
"Brownies amanda original two. One pandan brownies and one strawberry brownies. Three for us later the rest we keep in the refrigerator" said Aziz slightly enlarge his voice.
"They didn't realize I saw them peeking" Aziz said.
Long enough waiting. The bell suddenly rang. Aziz went to the room to get his wallet. While passing the family room, seen Aunt Eka, Pa Sofyan, Amrita and Fakri misbehaved. While Ms. Ima seriously watched the soap opera on Chanel ANTV. After taking the money in the room, Aziz returned to the living room and opened the main door.
"Sorry for a long time" Aziz said to the courier who delivered his order.
"It's okay, son. This is the order, a total of 150 thousand is the same price" the courier replied while handing over the crackle that read Amanda Brownies.
"Thank you, sir. Just take the change. Consider it the sustenance of the family" Aziz said. Throw fifty thousand for the courier.
"Alhamdulillah. Thank you very much, son" said the courier who was quite old. The middle-aged man smiled happily. "I go home first" he continued with blind eyes that began to glaze over.
"Papa, why did you give Grandpa money?" ask Fadila.
"How does Fadila feel when Fadila is hungry and someone gives Fadila food?" asked Aziz so that he could easily give his daughter an understanding.
"I'm definitely happy and will thank them" Fadila replied enthusiastically.
"That's what Grandpa was like. She needs food and she needs help from others" Aziz smiled.
"Papa, I want to be like Papa. Good for people" said Fattan and hugged her Papa.