Pearl of Compassion

CHAPTER 2. Sambal Widow

~ Pov Ardan Wijaya~

How many days have I stopped from home, again my mother has not turned over as well. Why the hell? All women are the same, right? Just want money. Noh look at those girls all leaving as soon as I give you money. Huuhh.

"Hey, Bro. Please dong conditioned. Don't stay in my apartment long". Kevin looks frustrated. He'll definitely nag at length. "Huh crazy huh? Why did he leave the house all. This is again this one, why Lo ngekor Ardan Mulu huh? Don't have a loe house ?" Kevin was so upset that I wasn't the only one who came here.

"Friend dong's best." Dion said lightly.

"Damn loe on! I don't want to know, you both go home. Kasian tau nyariin loe's parents on." Kevin started to shake his waist. I glanced at him asunder.

"Who wants to stay here long? I want to go home too." I grunt. "What kind of victory do you dislike me all? Not very much."

"Eh loe's home? Come donk, here there are people who are frustrated and start going crazy because of being cut off." Dion moved out of his place and started packing, just like me.

"Eh ******! I know you both know. Why am I even the one who is doing it?" Kevin does not want to lose because for one week he accommodates his two best friends in his apartment. Kevin's apartment is like a broken ship because it is inhabited by 3 guys. I understand that, but I'm his best friend.

"Yes, I pulled it off first. Thanks, I'm welcome." I immediately left Dion who was still packing.

"Eh bro wait." Dion ran after me.

"Don't go back okay, Bro! My apartment is not a shelter!" Kevin threw his pillow.

Arriving at home after the car enters the parking lot. I saw my mom's car in the garage. Then mommy's still here. Fuuuha. Why else anyway? Why not give up?

"Where have you been?" A question from my mom opened up our conversation. I just arrived.

"Eh mami's here. Since when, M?" I saw mommy at the dinner table. Maybe I'm waiting for my home. Actually I don't have the heart. Unfortunately, I was lazy enough to listen to her complaints because I was not married.

"Hm. Why not go to the office? Why not call mom? Didn't you start loving your mom?" My mom cornered me again.

" Mi. Where is Ardan not dear Mami? The proof is that Ardan has gone home, right? Lagian mami also why really ngeyel really want a mate Ardan. Ardan isn't a kid anymore." Because I was thirsty, I grabbed my mami's drink.

"That's knowing it's not a kid anymore. Cepetan find a wife let someone take care of you. Mommy can carry grandchildren. Don't know what the delivery of mami's ideals is for holding grandchildren before the mother dies later."

"Mommy has one candidate for you. Mami made sure of her background. Your age is not just any girl who wants to be the same as you even though you have material." Mami explained slowly differently than before. Did I try it? "Well, this is the last one for you. There is no candidate anymore, if you do not want to yaudah. Mama didn't mean you. Let papi mami calm with a sense of loneliness because in the main house, there are only two people who are old. Can't even see a daughter-in-law." Mommy's face turned cloudy.

"Yaudah, if Mami wants I can meet this girl as soon as possible, Ardan joined Mami aja. Mami don't be sad anymore dong." I gave up. Anyway, what my mom said. Papi and Mami are all old. Time to find a life partner. Who can take care of mommy and papi later.

"Jude eat yes. Ani, where's the food? My son wants to eat too." Mommy looks a little happy.

Then I saw a waiter ... new? It's preparing my food. Still young too. He may be 23 or 24 years old. I saw a pretty glimpse too. Body tiny. Probably the general type of man. Want to work as a waiter, by the way? Since when? Crazy one! What year is it to be a waiter? Excuse me and then go back to the kitchen. My mind is still in the direction of the girl disappearing there are various questions raging.

"He's a new waiter. Here's two days' work. Name's Mariani. Mang Eko's Nephew. Here's her cooking, let's try it." Mami smiled at the smile.

I scrunched my forehead. Why is my mom happy with that girl? At the dining table there is home cooking. Where's cuisine? I looked at all the available menus on the table.

"Sayur asem pindang fried mujair grilled this same roasted chicken there is sambal as well. Which one do you want?" Mami offered. Looks delicious.

"Veature, Mi. Same time burn dong." Mami's still late in getting me food. I started to stick it in my mouth. It's delicious. Huuhh sambalnya this sepedes, the feeling of different aunt's cooking is not gini. Hm, if cooked like gini continue mending eat at home just continue. My inner.

"Have you got the sambel? It's a widow's sambel her name is what makes a widow." My mother's words made me cough.

"Uhuk... uhukk..." Shock me. I also went looking for a drink. "What is it, Mi? Ardan again ate this sambel. Where there is the name sambel dowager gini, joking also see the situation dong. This mommy is weird about giving her sambel name." I put down the glass that was empty.

"Who is joking. Ll? The man sambel dowager. Which makes me call here to ready." mlMami still ngeyel do not want to lose.

"There's no widow here, Mi. Don't talk weird. Ayok finished his food. After this Ardan wants to take a shower. Sultry body." I started eating again.

"That makes you a widow, Ardan. My mom didn't lie. That was Ani." Mommy said it with a serious face.

No way to joke now. I'm silent. How old? How is the widow? Not because my face was red, embarrassed because it had not been sold until now. Old bujang. A shadow of the mother's request to find a wife appeared. It turns out that compared to him, I am nothing. The thought of that petite body wandering around in the brain. Why also this slovenly thought. Ah, ah, continue eating.

After eating I headed straight to his room to clean myself up late at night. My mom came home after eating.