NIP FIGHTER
CHAPTER 2: THE HOUSE OF SERVICE
“Hayooo sister have any agreement what is the same mother..?” Andini's voice from the next room that seems to have been awake.
Nandang panicked and immediately entered his camp to divert the pursuit of Andini.
“Mak... big sister have any promise with mom? Andin ga invited?” whinek Andini on mak Puspa.
“No promises of anything. Just a promise today is the mother who delivered the cake to the subscription?” lying Puspa to Andini.
“Masa... is it okay to use an agreement?” Andini washed her face and hands then covered her palms with cooking oil to help mak Puspa knead the cake dough immediately.
“This is how you don't trust your mom?” Puspa asked back.
Andini laughed at her mother.
“The bed is neat Ndin?” mak Puspa Confirms.
“Mak already. Tidying up your bed less than 5 minutes, rather than tidying up. Can be 5 hours in omelin by mak.” Kekeh Andini on Puspa.
“Of course, the bed was Ndin's most private place. Just like the WC. With a glance people see the atmosphere of your room or your WC, people will be able to assess how your personal qualities. Because in those two places we stay silent the longest, ourselves every day.”
“Masa mak? Where have you been in WC?”
“Iya but every morning absent in sanakan? Try if the WC is dirty, while it is the first place we go after waking up. We can bete all day Ndin if we wake up in the morning dirty clay. If it has been done, then the face scowls all day, if it has been scowling, open the doors and windows in the morning only with a sour face. That windfall that was going to come in crowds to our house, not so come, see the host pouting like lime.” Puspa gave philosophy to his child who has not become this girl.
“Hm. Pantesan mother is always angry if late afternoon Ndin or brother Nan has not cleaned the bathroom.” Urai Andini reminded the main topic of the mother usually mengedumel.
“If the bed, do not need to explain yes. That it is mandatory in a clean and neat state.”
“Majib also dong ma explained, why mak?”
“Ya so that residents always feel at home to come in to rest. Especially if you are a girl and married with a husband. The place should always be taut, quick and fragrant. So that your husband feels at home to always sleep and rest in it with you.”
“Haha..haha. If the husband and wife are certainly always sleeping together in the room with his wife. Time will sleep with others. Mother-emak.” Andini's laughter rumbled, Not understanding the direction of the mother's conversation, which had passed almost half a century.
Puspa only sighed, realizing that his interlocutor was still a boy in a blue white uniform who had not even got his first period.
”Wooii. Ngompol yaa...?” Ledek Andini suddenly when he saw Nandang walking slowly carrying a lump of bed in his hand.
“Ye.. who wet the bed?”
“Laah it... bring a bed for washing, this is still dawn sister.” Andini Cecar.
“Terus... wait for the sun to laugh over your head that is, your new sister?” Ketus Nandang was a bit upset at the ledek by Andini.
“Likes. You want to be holy for sister?”
“Ya ga also sih.” Andini's reply weakened.
“Measuring him don't bring.” Nandang Umpat. Who then sounded busy rubbing his bed that was stained by his wet dream a few hours ago.
“Ndin.. so early, avoid talking about your opponent's emotions. It will also cause ongoing anger, will also cause irritation to others. That's a sin son.” Tegur puspa on Andin. Who knows this morning suddenly mellow. Especially after finding out if his son has entered puberty.
Andini just nodded her head, tried the mecerna and did not reject everything her mother told her like that dawn lecture.
“Mas Dehen... if only mas did not quickly return to the creator, maybe mas who will explain and guide Nandang into the age of his baliqnya.” Batin Puspa nelangsa remembers her husband who had left them for 5 years.
Sunlight has appeared straight, as straight as the bed mat that Nandang washed this morning. Looks tight stretched over the rope mine. Tests.Test, Looks water dripping, a sign of not strong Nandang squeeze appears to fall to the ground. Yes, they only rely on manual squeezes to wash clothes, hoping the sun during the day fiercely licks even sucking the steam arising from the clothes they wash to dry immediately. So in the state of the clothes is still hot from the clothesline, it is your job to immediately pluck it to immediately fold in the heat, so that the results are tight as out in the iron, neat.
Puspa always educates his two children with discipline but that does not mean cruel. More in an orderly direction. The tasks of Nandang and Andini are clearly coordinated, in terms of division of tasks. Not even concerned with the sex of his two different children, Puspa still taught both can work in the kitchen to cook, clean the house and yard. Especially during his children studying, Puspa also spent time in the canteen to sell.
Sometimes in certain days Puspa sometimes make fried rice, sometimes also make soto, instant noodle godokan is certainly all he provides in the canteen. The canteen also provides a variety of light snacks and fresh cold drinks that certainly cause garbage in the end of school. As a result, not all school residents can maintain cleanliness in accordance with the instructions of the teacher, nor are they fully aware of the importance of school hygiene.
So every evening, the task of Nandang is to pick up and burn the garbage. So that the situation around the school is always clean awake. Thus they will still be trusted to be able to inhabit the home of the school guard service. They are no longer school guards.
However, Nandang was once called by the school guard who now serves at the school, that asked them to vacate the official house. Because he is now the official guard of the school. And that was what Nandang told Puspa.
“Mak.. Yesterday Pak Andi came to see Nandang in class. “
“Pak Andi who?”
“That's the school guard who just received in this school mak.”
“Oh... What did he say when he met you?”
“Kata... we should not occupy this official house anymore mak. Because he is the guard of the school now. Not Us.” Speak slowly to Puspa.
“Iya he's right Nan. But, when your father was around, this house was bought by your father. So his status is not a house anymore. Merely, that buying and selling happened during the previous principal's tenure. Sarwo's time is still there. But now both Mr. Sarwo and your father are all dead. Is it possible that people will believe that this house is already ours?” Puspa was a little hesitant.
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