Neighbor Oh Neighbor

33 New neighbors Andini (pop Andini)

Today in the village of Sejahtera came a new neighbor, right next to Andini's house,

Andini was very happy with her neighbor who used to live next door before she sold her house. But because her husband was already in PHK they finally decided to sell his house and move to the village only.

Now who now occupies my neighbor's house, he's a married couple who just had an toddler, the age of his child is approximately two and a half years so he said.

What makes me so upset almost every day he comes to my house, ga gig-nanggung he comes from morning until noon just came home, he said bored at home gapa-ngapain.

Lah she is not up to him, but for me when my husband has gone to work it means my work hours at home as a housewife just started.

My routine is disrupted, usually at eleven I have finished and cooked. But because of the arrival of my neighbor, I just started cooking it after my neighbor came home.

Maybe if to free the house sometimes I can still do while hearing the chatter of my neighbor, but of course can not be full as usual days.

If to cook, now I deliberately cook it later after my neighbor came home, not why-why just once every time I finished cooking, I finished cooking, he would ask for my cooking on the grounds that he really liked the cuisine I was cooking and so remembered his mother's cooking.

“Mba Andini, today want to cook what?” ask mama Ragil.

This was the beginning when he started asking for the food I was cooking.

“You cooked chicken opor, happened to be Mas Anto before leaving for work order in masakin opor chicken for lunch later.”

“Oh so yes.”

I started cooking, I did not suspect when I said I would cook, and he followed me to the kitchen and continued to invite me to talk even though I was a bit uncomfortable with his attitude.

“Hmm fragrance opor cuisine mba Andini similar to my mother's cooking, so kangen same mother's cooking.” He said when my cooking was ripe.

“Emang yes?”

“Iya, mba Andini may not I ask for two pieces of chicken, for treatment miss.”

This was the beginning of the time he started asking for my cooking, to be honest I just thought, that this was a tough phase for him because he had to stay away from his mother, he said, so it's natural that he misses his mother's cooking.

It kept repeating itself every day, and there was something he said about my cooking, which made him come home with a bowl of vegetables I cooked and the side dishes. Until one day I heard from my vegetable maker.

“Mba, Ragil's mother often mba love cuisine huh?” tanya mbok Well a salesman who often I go to and become a subscription for me and also my neighbors.

“Cove cuisine?” ask me again wonder.

“Iya mba love cuisine, because he if I bargain for vegetable shopping he will definitely say, if every day can cook from mba, so no need to cook, can reduce spending, he said”

“Hah, he said so?”

“Iya mba.”

“Emang really yes, mba likes to give food to him?”

“Not thanks, but he himself often asks.” I try to explain.

There is no obligation for me to explain to mbok Nah, but I do not feel good with other neighbors who are shopping as well, the effect is I just want to give food to him, he said, the neighbor whose house is close to me is not just him.

“Oh so he likes to ask for food?”

Since then I was told to cook when he was still playing in my house, it is said that my cooking reminded him of his mother's cooking, so I allowed every time he asked for my cooking, he said, I think of it as a treatment for his parents, uh but it turns out that I'm actually at a benefit.

“Mba, ga cook?” mama asked Ragil the other day when she first came and when I started not cooking.

“Ga, I'm again lazy to cook.” I said as calmly as possible.

“Oh.”

I immediately noticed the face of Mama Ragil, looked very tired if he was disappointed because I did not cook.

Every now and then he looked up at the wall clock in my living room, the clock was already showing at eleven noon.

Actually I personally the laziest cook if it is too late, the heat of the day weather makes me feel weak.

‘hopefully just go home.’ My prayer in my heart.

Finally he came home too when the clock was already showing at the number eleven fifteen. Mama Ragil immediately raised Ragil who was busy messing with my son's toys.

When he came home, I saw him walking in a hurry to his house, and I did not waste the opportunity to close the door and lock my door so that he would not come back.

I let my niece's toys scattered in the living room, usually all these toys for the children of my sister-in-law who deliberately played to my house, he said, I walked in a hurry to kitchen and take cooking ingredients from the refrigerator such as spinach, eggs, fried sambal leftover yesterday, and did not miss tempe.

Like people who are chased by time, I cook without being able to relax in the least, if I usually cook in the morning I can do it while occasionally scrolling social media or chatting casually with mama Ragil but now I really focus on cooking, but now I really focus on cooking, before Mas Anto comes home later for lunch I should have finished cooking.

The next day when I was shopping for vegetables again in the place of mbok Nah, mbok Nah directly story to me, like an aide who gave a report to his superior.

“Mba, yesterday mama Ragil vegetable shopping afternoon-afternoon.”

“Oh yes, long time he bought it mbok?”

“Ga mba, buy it for a while, it's been so hasty also he bought it, buy tempeh same kale and other spices, like want to smell kale.”

“Iya mbok can be.”

“Mba, means he has not asked for food again huh?” ask Miss Ela who is shopping too.

“Iya.” I just answer like that with a smile, I don't want to say that if I cook it by noon, worry will reach his ears and he will continue to wait for me until I cook.

“Yesterday when mama Ragil wants to pay for groceries she asked me to rush to give her change.”

“Loh why?”

“She's hunting her husband home for lunch.”

Oh pantes only he came home yesterday in a hurry, apparently all this time he asked for my cooking is not enough vegetables and asked for his side dishes also for lunch she with her husband.

Very smart new neighbor, want to eat full but do not want to spend money. His savings increased while my allowance to save so reduced, because I have to spend a little more every day.

seriated.