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"Assalamu'alaikum maaakkk, paaakkk" I said when I got to the front of the house

I also went straight to the kitchen, put the black crackle containing sweet and ice cao on the dining table

I went to the dish rack, took two dishes along with three spoons, arranged everything on the dining table, then took three bushels for the ice cao place

Ice cao sold mbok siti specifically for my family was larger in size, so had to use a bushel to fit

After everything was ready arranged on the dining table, I went to the room of father and mother, I knocked on their bedroom door

Geck.. Geck... Geck...

"Maaackk... Pataaaakk.., the bow is ready, let's eat" I said at the door

keekkk...

the door was opened, the face of the mother who had been crying then behind her there was a smiling father who shook his head, I understand that the father is very dear to the mother, I know that the father is very dear to the mother, my father was patient and never angry, even though I was naughty and throwing a tantrum, my father was always patient and always heard all my stories also stories from my mother, and strangely enough you always knew who the two of us were lying to

Later when I grow up, I will try like a father, who is patient and friendly, facing everything without problems, similar to the slogan pawnshop aja 🤪, but it's a fact of gaes, like that my father

We also ate together in the kitchen, I was a plate with my father, always was. I always ask to eat on my father's plate and often ask to be fed by my father

After eating, I cleaned our eating utensils all helped by my father, he said, while the mother headed to the side of the house took all the clothes that had been dry then the father held a mat in front of the black and white old school tipi that now tipi was just as a decoration, just as a decoration, then the father turned on the radio to choose the broadcast of music dangdut bang haj rome

the three of us sat together on the mat folding clothes, while my mother took an iron to rub my school uniform, also batik clothes and gauntlet commonly used to mushola or fit into the condition

Our clothes are not much, until just a moment all the clothes have been folded and neatly rubbed. My job was to put all the clothes in the wardrobe, while my mom and dad were lying there listening to music on the radio

I also took some books el ka es (LKS) to do with my father

Time with us is the time when we work el ka ice, now believe me if I am smart, you know, even though my nickname is a big name but it is a beloved nickname from my mother and father for me, sometimes I forget the name irwan gunturan 😅

"Sir, next week the end of the semester's rework, so all this el ka ice must be done all. Bantuin geblek yes sir, let this father's son add pinter and can go up to the 6th grade", said I as I was clear

I did not feel the time went so fast, I also rushed to take a bath and fulfill my obligations, I with my father and mother walked to the mosque to pray Maghrib congregation there

After congregating, we went home and in front of the house there was a bulrek santi who sat on the terrace supporting her head with both palms on the thighs, her eyes closed with a manyun mouth

I also immediately ran towards the bulek santi, because I remembered the password stored in his hape

"Buleeeeeekkkkk.., hape you missed earlier" I said loudly while running towards bulek santi.

"Alhamdulillah... Is that really wan? Hape bulek missed here?", asked bulek while shaking my body and gripping firmly both my arms

"Yes bulek, hape bulek had a sound.. Klinong klinong gitu, pas bulek dah set out the same password, yuk enter the house first ", I replied while opening the door of the house

Bulek followed me and sat in the living room, while I headed straight for the bupet...

(Why isn't there?) I asked in my heart, (dead Iu 😱)

I also panicked and tried to find it in between the closet, even I peeked under the closet is also not there, where hape his cider???

I try to remember I took wherever the hape was, while walking muter-muter to iron an mother's cake this afternoon

"Gebleeeeeek..please make an angel tea for your bulek yaa", you hear the voice of your mother in the living room.

"iyaaaaa" I answered, rushed to the kitchen and made three glasses of anget tea.

I don't know how many spoons of sugar I put in the glass, I'm still confused to think about hape bulek santi, because I had put on a bupet near the radio, but now it's not there

(Gebling.. Geblek. teledor really you, could-can hape bulek santi you eliminate) rfor me to myself

(already, later apologize, this is indeed the wrong scene) my monologue again

I also brought a tray containing anget tea to the living room, unconsciously the sweat on my head was as big as corn seeds, afraid of getting scolded by the bulek, he said, because of course his hape is very valuable and unfortunately the geblk forgot and now completely lost his hape