Red Hooded Girl

The Market

"Min... You bought chicken too?" ask God.

"Yes, Mami's order," Mimin replied. His gaze was fixed on the plastic that was fortified by the Gods.

"I also bought the kitchen. There are fish, chicken, tempeh, tofu, the same kitchen spices," said Dewa while showing the plastic bag he was carrying.

"Make stock in the refrigerator. His name also lives like a number one" he continued.

Though he lived alone with Sol, why even his life feels like a number one. So, what Sol considered. To him Sol is soulmate. Soulmate is different from a life partner. Soulmate is a friend or friend who always comes to help, become a friend in joy and sorrow. While a life partner is someone who someday will be a companion and live a loving relationship for life with him. His opinion.

Mimin smiled amusedly though faintly. No, he was laughing but only in his heart. And only a smile finally rose from his lips. If not wrong "figure one" is the title of a dangdut song sung by dangdut singer Caca Handika. The Rocker-looking guy knows the number one song. To him it was so ridiculous that he chuckled to himself. In his own heart.

"Who's cooking?" ask Mimin. He received a bag of chicken meat from the chicken seller and gave a hundred thousand to the chicken seller as payment. "This is Mang ...the money," he said.

"Two kilos so sixty-four thousand.The return of thirty-six thousand yes Neng geulis," said the seller of chicken meat. Then give the change to Mimin.

"Thank you, Mang," said Mimin, leaving the chicken table.

"Together Neng Geulis," replied the chicken seller.

"The cook sometimes me, sometimes Sol. Cook is also easy, most condense chicken so that later stay fried. Eating with fried chicken and sambal is very delicious," replied the God. He aligned his steps walking beside Mimin.

"That's a very fresh mustard." The eyes of God pointed to a fresh green mustard merchant who was holding his merchandise based on tarpaulin-like material.

"You ah .. make instant noodles, then just buy the meat." He approached the mustard seller and began to choose the most beautiful and fresh mustard. "You want to too, Min?" tanyakanya.

"Yes" Mimin replied briefly. But actually he was amazed at the handsome man in the style of urakan who looks so enthusiastic about choosing fresh green mustard among the fresh. Not like most men.

Mimin crouched down beside the god. Choose fresh green mustard which is also listed on the list of grocery notes. Mami plans to make fried green mustard egg noodles.

The two men did shopping together in a traditional market. More precisely, the God who has finished buying all the needs of his kitchen accompanied Mimin shopping. Buy everything on the shopping list. Until sure no one was missed from the grocery record and then rushed to go home.

"I helped bring the groceries, yes," God bargained. They have completed the mission of shopping in the market.

"Ga .. thank you," refused Mimin. But actually he felt troubled with some plastic bags he was carrying. Lots and heavy. But the sense of prestige in him feels heavier than the plastic bag of his shopping. Makes him reluctant to accept the offer of the man who was also carrying some plastic bags.

Mimin walked a bit in a hurry. Because after this shopping activity, he had to go to work. Also because the man walking by his side had made his heart beat twice as fast. Makes the focus big. Until his foot accidentally stepped on the end of his own game. Then his body staggered forward and would have fallen if only the man walking by his side was late to catch him.

"Be careful" said the god as his hands reflexively caught the beautiful girl in a red hood. The same veil she wore when their first encounter incident.

Mimin stared at the two Gods hands that were still touching his right arm and his left arm.

"Sorry," said the God who always understood the meaning of Mimin's eyes as if to say, "Have your hands off!"

"Here, that's why I brought it." The god forcibly took part of the plastic bag that Mimin was carrying.

"Well, it'll be lighter. You are not troubled," he added with a smile.

"Thank you." Mimin eventually agreed that the man helped her carry some of her plastic bags.

"Together," God replied, also accompanied by a smile that was certainly charming.

They went back on their journey. Passing through the hustle and bustle of buying and selling activities. Heard the trader's call in offering his trade. Hear a bargaining conversation between the seller and the buyer. Enjoy the market crowd. Until the market exit.

"Who were you here with?" ask God. They're walking towards the parking lot.

"So riding an angkot" replied Mimin. He reached into a small black bag owned by Mami. The old little bag that Mami used to carry if she went to the market. To store your phone and wallet.

"We go home together. I brought Sol's bike," he said with an offer and it would be amazing if Mimin accepted his offer.

Mimin shook his head, "No need .. thanks. Will be picked up by Opi" he replied.

The god breathed out slowly. Feeling disappointed. Disappointed for a while to smile happily because the universe today seems to support it.

Mimin tampered with his phone looking for Opi's contact number. Until he finds contact with "My sweet sister" and then immediately makes a voice call. Not until the sound of his call rang many times, Opi had already answered his phone.

"Asphalt...." Mimin did not finish saying his regards. On the other end of the phone, Opi had already cut it off.

"Teh, Opi can't pick up. Motorcycle tire leaking, must be patched first."

"Old ga Pi, the name?"

"Want to wait?"

"Emm...." Mimin is thinking. Of course he felt hesitant if he had to wait, worried about being late to the office.

"You need to wait, fear for a long time. This is also the workshop no one has opened yet. It's still early in the morning.”

"Fetch Abah's car."

"Religion. Bobon cars are often used. Males. If you strike in the middle of the road. Fussy opi."

"Keep out how's it going?"

"Yes, go home alone. Ride the angkot or ride the ojek can also."

"Emm...."

"From late to work."

"Yes. How else."

"Yes, be careful when you go home. Byeah...."

"Opi... Hola... Hello.." -...."

Tut tut tut tut... Mimin has not finished talking, Opi has cut his phone connection. Ih Opi habits. Sung in the heart.

"Ehem...." God's beating. Since then he listened to Mimin conversation on the phone with someone who is suspected to be Opi. And he tried to guess the contents of the conversation earlier, that Opi could not pick up Mimin. The fall is certainly right. And this is a golden opportunity to re-launch its offer.

"Opi can't pick up? Come home with me, right?" god for the second time.

"Think about it, thanks. I'm na...." Not finished Mimin spoke, God has cut his words.

"If you ride the angkot long time, can ngetem first, the muters first find passengers. You also need to ride online first. Yes if it is smooth. If it turns out that the driver has a deflated tire barrier, the tire leaks."

"Yes, I'm going home with you .. if not a hassle." For the sake of remembering he must go home immediately because the time of office entry is getting closer. Inevitably he accepted the offer of a shitty man whose annoying rate is getting reduced even suddenly disappeared for now. And may forever.

"It's not a hassle...." God smiled. "It's a real pleasure," he said.

Mimin returned a smile. "Thank you."

What a smile Mimin like the sun makes the heart of God like ice cream melted, melted, spilled.