Neighbor Oh Neighbor

visiting mother

After yesterday's incident, when Mbak Rini left Rafa to me, finally today I and Mas Farel can come to visit my parents' house.

"Assalamualaikum, ma'am," I said as I reached the doorstep.

"Waalaikumsalam, uh there's Vinda. Come on in and in," take Mom as she immediately holds my hand.

"How are Mom and Dad? It's healthy, right?" ask the person I love the most.

"Thank God we're both in good health, Win. Your husband's healthy?" I asked a similar question.

"Thank God be good, ma'am. Oh yeah, where's Dad, Mom?" I said because I didn't see Dad between us.

"It's your father's habit to go to the rice fields, check the people who are planting rice" he explained.

We chatted indefinitely, discussing many new things as well. Until the time kept turning and I suddenly wanted to do something else.

"Oh, Mom, how about we make some cake?"

"Let's make a cake mom, "my husband chimps with enthusiasm.

"Anyways, what cake? What kind of cake does Far want ?" ask Mother gently. My mother is good at cooking and of course makes delicious pastries, not even less than famous cake shops.

"Nastar, bi." Mas Farel Request.

"Byeah, it just so happens that the ingredients are still there, because yesterday mom also made cookies."

As a result, we both made the cake according to the wishes of Mas Farel. Mom and I made enough cookies, Mom said so that they could be brought home later.

Five minutes, ten minutes and so on until after struggling long enough in the kitchen, my cake and Mom finally so too.

"Great son." Mas Farel enjoyed the nastar in his mouth.

"Who you made dong, mother that loh," said Mother, making us chuckle together.

"Mom-made is the best." Praise Mas Farel, make the in-laws develop a smile.

"It's also my work." I pretended to sulk.

"yes made by Winda is also great, I love you." mas Farel tried to entertain me, he was like a big man.

Ahh, it's a beautiful atmosphere like this, an activity that I used to do with my mother, but since marriage we have rarely done. But whenever a mother is the best person in the eyes of her children.

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After being satisfied at Mother's house, finally me and Mas Farel came home.

When we got home, I kept the bike in the garage. And put the nastar we brought from Mom's house on the table.

"Their address, ." Say hello when I enter with Mas Farel.

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"So there's Rini's brother coming here, Dek." Mas Arsyad said, honestly my mood that had been good changed otherwise.

"Why is he here, Mas?"

Mas Arsyad, was his cousin Mas Farel's brother he was looking at work in the area, and indeed when I left he was lying in my house.

"He just wants to play with you, because you go home. He said he'd come back here again."

"Main keep tuh people, after all he would want to show off or ask around here," I replied, guessing.

"Don't be the Deck. Not good suuzon with his own neighbor." Mas Arsyad. Very good of you, Mom!

"Yes, yes."

"Win, Sire!" A cry echoed, surely this Rini Ma'am from his voice. What happened this time?

"Udah open the door there, Dek!" Husband's orders.

With a lazy step I walked over to open the door.

"For a long time, Winda, like a snail. How come you've been scouring the door lately?" Inquiringly.

Yes it is often locked, so you can not be careless!

"No, Ma'am. Maybe it's just the feeling." I switched the conversation.

"Said you went to your mother's house earlier? Bring it by noah. For dong, "the door is light, as light as the leaves are moved by the wind.

"There's nothing, Ma'am."

"No way, I saw you with plastic. Must be food, right? Ask dong, don't eat it yourself Win, don't bless it later." Speaking lightly, he also continued to force me.

Yes, people, it has not changed. How I like to ask! It's like a job!

"Oh that was just nastar, Ma'am. For Mas Farel to eat at the house from Mother's care," I explained, after all he had seen it from earlier.

"Good boy, Win. Ma'am wants to nyicip dong, yes." The manic looks sparkling, though,

Two minutes later.

"It's Ma'am, please taste."

"Three seeds, Win?" he asked again, really testing patience.

"Say want to taste, if you want to buy a lot of Mbak or make it yourself." My tone is a little bit taut.

"Hehehe yes," he said shamelessly, directly devouring three nastars at once. Oh, my God, until his mouth is full.

"Emm ... very good, unfortunately only a little yes, but better that in the luxury cake shops that I often go to anyway," continued Mbak Rini with a cry.

"Yes, Mom, I'm tired of just coming home from Mom's house. I want to rest," concluded me lazy to serve it, then enter the house. Leaving behind Mbak Rini who was dumbfounded, maybe he was surprised because he saw me he could not do as he used to.

"Well, that's a win. You ngusir Mbak?" he said at once glaring sharply, it seemed like he was starting to take offense to my words.

"Sorry Ma'am," I replied directly, then closed the door somewhat racially.

"DA-SAR DOESN'T HAVE ADAB!" the snaps I can still hear.

Isn't he the one who doesn't have an adab? Play time to the house of people who just came home from outside anyway. Where to ask for more souvenirs, does he think I just came back from out of town. Ah, I'm so anxious if I have to think about it!

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In the heat of the sun, Arka and I will take the ripe mangoes from the tree. Good for a lunch snack.

Arkan to his uncle mas Farel, happened to be on vacation here.

When he was busy picking mangoes, "Panen nih, share the same neighbors."

The sound surprised me.

"Rafa, here! You want to eat mangoes!" mama Rini called her son.

"You dong, Mi." His son approached us immediately.

Without waiting for a long time, Mbak Rini immediately peeled the mango, then ate it with Rafa. Even though I'm also my niece, I haven't eaten one.

"Kok first, Ma'am," I complained.

"It's been a long time, emm so sweet. Sweet as I am," he said confidently while continuing to put mango in his mouth.

While I immediately save some mangoes, so that later it can be felt also by Mas Farel. If not this way, it must have been eaten by the mother and child.

"Well on this side, a little bit of this." The protest was unacceptable, seeing only three mangoes that I left.

"Enough, Ma'am. Sire one, one. And the only one for Mbak Rini is Rafa." My details, it seems like Rini's mom is upset to hear my answer.

I did deliberately leave one for them, since the two of them had already eaten three mangoes before.

"Ki-kir you, Win" He started again. And I did not respond at all to his words, because the important thing is that I have secured the fruit.

Not waiting for a long time, finally the mango fruit ludes we eat.

"That's thirsty." Rini's mother held her throat.

"Yes drink when thirsty." Wonderful, if thirsty to drink. Where is there if thirsty to wash clothes, right?

"Bikinin mango juice dong, gan Winda, It's really delicious." Toadongnya to me, it was still not satisfied also he ate mango. All right let me make. Just watch out if he doesn't drink to the toilet!

"Well, let's go, ma'am." A meaningful smile I was smiling.

Without saying much I went straight to the kitchen, to make mango juice order Mbak Rini.

Five minutes later. Finally finished also the juice, it seems that if added something delicious as well.

"Nih Mbak juice," I said, handing over the glass.

"Just a glass of Mel? Do you not want to? I don't want to share."

"It's just for you, Mela doesn't want to. Spent yes Ma'am, it's special," I muttered with a sweet smile.

"Oh, good if it's like that." After saying the woman in front of me immediately gulped down her mango juice.

He sipped the juice quite a lot and just immediately he sprayed it.

"Kok gini, really salty juice!"

"Indeed, Willa love salt, let savory nyosss. There's not much more than five teaspoons" I said with a satisfied smile.

"Nd*you're savory, these aren't g*bl*k chips!"

"Whose chips are you saying? Clearly it's mango juice taste salt, so that Mbak's blood rises drastically, continue str0ke!"

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