NOT JUST DICTION
Food Menu
"Raffa! Raff!" screams from someone.
Raffa, who heard the screams, stopped her shoulder from leaning on the bed. Even his mind that was recalling the events of a few hours before had collapsed.
The thought was gone because someone behind her bedroom door called her. The call came from his father shouting in a loud enough voice.
The screams from his father were a little disturbing to him. To stop the screaming, Raffa was forced to open the door to his room. But it was not her father that she saw but rather a woman who was quite old and aged.
Raffa finally understood maybe several times his assistant knocked on his bedroom door but there was no answer so that his father who had indeed returned from his study, was seen sitting in the family room as he last saw. Books like magazines are held by his parents. Raffa also did not know clearly what his father actually held, whether it was true majlah or only weekly newspapers that read it.
"Sounds you troubled huh?" burhan snapped, staring intently at Raffa from a distance.
Rafa was shocked but there was no fear of him even looking back at his father's face which then turned him to his assistant.
"Why Bii?" ask Raffa.
"Basar child who is always troublesome. If you have no purpose in life. Please don't hinder and hinder the work of others." Cut off his maid's speech.
The cynical look from Burhan returned to Raffa. Raffa clearly understood the nature of his father. He was very passionate about the discipline of time. Raffa had no problem with his father's principles. I don't know, though. Whatever he does is always wrong in the eyes of his parents.
"I'm sorry Den. Because of aunt, Aden got angry with Mister."cap Bi Inah.
"It should be later, auntie bring this dry clothes." Showing clothes that have been arranged neatly.
"Aden fell where? Don't wear a helmet?" said Bi Inah.
Raffa just smiled at the maid. Raffa did not understand why his maid only realized the wound on her face when she was about to come out of her room. Was that moment in front of the door of the room the old woman did not see him.
"This is all it? Oh yeah where the jacket is. Didn't Aden ask my aunt to have a jacket yesterday?" cerocos bi Inah saw the dirty clothes he was carrying.
"Anu Bi's. It was yesterday that he missed at a friend's house." Raffa's alibi
"Yes, Oh Mas Nico? Eh noya the jacket was also Aden wear well." replied the maid was confused.
Rafa is just at a loss to answer what other questions to his maid. Rafa does not mind or feel uncomfortable over the question of his assistant, who always wears the negligee. It was just that for the question this time, He chose to lie to his maid. To be honest it was the first lie he told his maid.
In order to reduce the lies that will occur next, Raffa also diverted the conversation by asking his assistant what menu he will cook tonight.
The maid just smiled and laughed softly, because the cooking she made just finished. It had not even been touched by the people in that sizable house. But the boy in front of him had already inquired about the dinner menu. But the maid still answered a question from someone in front of her.
Seeing her maid leaving her room with the laundry in her hand. Raffa leaves his room to go to the bathroom. Although honestly Raffa did not leave his room, because the fact is that the bathroom is fused with a room that is quite large 2 times the size of Yuma's room or even more than that.
In a bright yellow house. There was a rose tree that decorated his home. The yard of his house there are no grasses that are deliberately planted like Raffa's house but filled with gravel. Even when there is a big enough wind coming it could have blown a small part of the stone and made the terrace a little dirty.
In the living room there is a table to put a glass or jar of food slightly shifted position and moved for a while to the corner of the wall
Unlike at Raffa's house, because when Yuma will eat with his family will definitely move the table that is almost knee-high. He did that to put the meal his mother prepared.
The food menu at the yuma house is quite simple. Two omelet that cut into pieces, tofu and tempe that has been fried crispy and a piece of sambel as a complement.
Yiruma also helped her mother, by filling, some of the glass bottles that were available in front of her with warm tea that even the stems and leaves of the tea were seen in the bottle.
Her mother's activities were stalled due to a question from Yuma who asked her whereabouts of her sister whom she did not see.
"Dek.." yelled Yuma who made her mother close her ears.
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