Salto World Wine
Chapter 4: Mother's Home
“ Already eaten?”
The face that was almost 3 days in a row not Wine saw was now in front of him. There was no look back from Baba, the man who was a father even before he was born just staring at the laptop screen.
“ Already ate?!” he asked again, a more resolute voice made anyone who heard it immediately understand, if behind the question there is anger held as hard as possible.
“ Baba want to ask what?, Wine is ready to answer”
That's Wine, the girl who always displays a row of smiles at everyone is always turning expressionless in front of the father. Gossip if the relationship of the commander and his daughter is not good is true. I don't know who the gossip spreader is, he deserves the best gossip trophy in the squadron.
“ Wiggle you who even dare to skip even though there are lessons in Biology of your joy and Ocha's favorite mathematics. That means you woke up bad. And that means you haven't eaten any” either
The raut waja Wine is still the same, flat even almost as thin as Ocha's expression.
“ Makan”
No need to listen to the orders a second time. Wine directly eat gado-gado with abundant peanut sauce accompanied by a cup of avocado juice beside it.
Wine got rid of all the peanut sauce, leaving some kind of vegetable that inevitably started to chew little by little.
No one spoke, the room was very quiet. Only the sound of the spoon clashing with the plate and the sound of the keyboard being typed fast. The wine just needs to eat it and then take your feet off this place.
“ Baba has added your private schedule. At 5 pm there will be miss Anis who comes to teach you math”
“ Same Ocha can”
“ Same miss Anis”
“ Baba”
“ No rebuttal”
Wine shut his mouth. After 5 mouthfuls filled with that raw vegetable. He got up intending to leave immediately. At least the day will not be bad if he does not imagine with the father who often talk without seeing it.
“ There is your favorite avocado juice. Brought, drinking”
There are many things that are implied from the current smile of Wine which is fairly short. But despite the smile repeatedly shown to the baby, the father still did not look at him.
Without saying excuse or even any kind of greeting, Wine immediately came out while drinking juice through a plastic straw in his hand. Only once and immediately spewed out once outside the room.
Wine hates all forms of juice, Wine hates all the nuts in the world, Wine hates and cannot swallow anything that is heavily textured. All of them will certainly be released even not to the esophagus though.
Wine slumped in a few seconds. He re-arranged his expression as he usually showed the lalin people, before finally walking out of the squadron while singing one of his favorite songs.
The sound of a car horn was heard along with his legs that had passed the fence.there, a car he was very familiar with, he said, what should not appear in these hours shows who is behind the wheel.
“ Hi Beautiful. Need a ride ngga?”
Wine smiled broadly as he looked at the figure of the man who had now gotten out of the car and walked over to him. Mas Akhtar Adiyasa— girlfriend mbak Alin who approached then gave one bottle of mineral water. No need for a long time, Wine immediately took it and gulped it down to half the part.
“ Thirsty your deck?”
“Have drunk the juice of the mas. Still feels thick on tongue”
“ Who would dare to give adek mas this beautiful juice? Don't know if you don't like juice?”
“Baba”
As much as Wine could hold back the laughter of seeing Akhtar's expression right now, his mouth closed tightly then turned to open the passenger door as if he had nothing to say just now.
“ Please beautiful princess, where are we going?”
Wine did not go straight in, he looked at Akhtar with a frown as if asking ‘what do you do here mas?’.
“ Pick you up dek” sehati, really sehati. Although not saying directly, either mas Akhtar or mbak Alin immediately know the meaning of the frown on Wine's forehead.
“ Ma'am Alin who told me I was here huh?”
Wine asked as he got into the car. Staying away from this place was a good decision for his emotions. Yes it is better that he does not see the figure of baba, than to see it but not considered at all.
“ Yes, Alin telfon. Since the mas has finished meeting outside, so the mas can stop by first.”
Answer bang Akhtar who has been sitting in the driver's seat and began to install his seatbelt.
“Mas There is only 30 minutes. I have to go back to the office. So where are you going?.” Ask further.
“ To home ibu”
One thing Wine always visits is the mother's house. Not the birth mother, but mother Mbak Alin who has been taking care of her since Wine entered kindergarten. The warm mother figure and the figure of the man Wine thought to be the father were in the house. Whatever the case, Wine always returned to that house, instead of returning to his very quiet and cold home.
“ Sure to mom's house? Uniform, school jam?”
Wine nodded. If he goes to Ocha's house, he will definitely be in the omelin habi-turuh by his friend, while if he goes to Anya's house, Wine is sure 100% of his friend is hearing a sermon from his mother. Yes, even though going to the house of the mother will also definitely have the same fate as Anya. Madam Alin is very similar to my mother.
Mother's house has been almost 15 years transformed into a daycare. The front building is used for daycare and the building behind is used for the residence of the business owner. The car bang Akhtar directly towards the back court, featuring a minimalist home with two lovebirds sitting on the terrace while sipping morning tea.
Right after Wine got out of the car, a slipper floated right on his right shoulder. Who else threw it if not the mother who is now standing on the porch with a furious look.
“YAK! KEEP GOING. SO HAPPY JUST DON'T DO SCHOOL!”
The screams echoed in all directions. Wine who had seen his mother walking closer hurriedly hid behind the Akhtar bang. If the same Wine blows the mother is true, but can not be if the mother hit her own son's boyfriend?.
“Akhtar step aside!” his words were firm and sharp.
“ Mas don't move. If you move aside Wine ogah so a younger brother mas again”acam Wine that obviously does not bear any results.
Akhtar shifted his body until the figure of a middle-aged woman who had grasped a broom was clearly visible in front of Wine. With his inner energy style Wine now immediately darted to the terrace and hide behind the sturdy body of the father.
“ Mah child of this person”
“ No, That's my son. Move aside you too”
No one can beat the figure of the mother in front of him, the father kissed Wine's forehead then slowly stepped aside and joined the Akhtar mas in front of the car. Oh, really Wine regretted his decision to come to his first home.
“ IF BOLOS CONTINUE WHEN IT IS ALREADY CLASS 3, WHAT WOULD YOU BE HUH!!”
“Wine? Want to gather energy in mah, as well as learning black magic as Bondan sir. So later stay open black magic and energy in bu”
Wine is aware that the answer just now will make the mother's blood higher. But his mouth that was used to issuing this strange thing just issued a sentence just now. The eyes of the mother are increasingly slurred while the mas Akhtar and the father laughed at hearing it.
“ Who is Mr Bondan?”
“ The police officer who disappeared Wine was bu”
“ Boy Edan!!”
Wine ran away as mom started chasing him. I don't know how many times they've circled the wooden chairs on the porch, mother is still with her spirit while Wine is almost exhausted.
“ Mom sorry. Wine promises no more deh”
“ You think mom believes? Won't do. So sinih you”
“ Yes do not be ma'am, believe in the same God ma'am, do not be equal man”
“Yak!!”
Wine again dodged when the broom held by the mother floated right towards him. When I was a child Wine was entrusted here, various activities Wine made but mother, father and mother Alin always received it without much comment.
Not only 5 days a week, Wine even had to stay here for up to 2 weeks when Baba had a lot of work. Only here Wine will be entrusted, other than not and is indeed cultivated by small Wine no place other than the mother's house.
“ Have you eaten yet?”
Father who seemed to start to feel sorry for Wine took a broom from the hands of forced mother, after that invited Wine who immediately struggled in the arm to enter. while the mother let go of bang Akhtar before finally coming inside.
“ Beautiful Wine Mother, kind heart, not angry”
“ What?!”
Wine grin then kiss both cheeks of his mother “ Want soto can?” continue Wine.
Whatever Wine requests, no one will refuse in this house if the request is still limited to normal. Ma'am Alin is the only child in this house, because that's when Wine was small data first, all hands were open and welcome it.
“ Have you met your baba?”
Wine nodded in response to the question of the father who was now wiping the jade of his collection.
“ Keep how?”
“ No matter how, just told to eat the same hodgepodge drink avocado juice”
Dad instantly turned his head with a frown full of worry “ Keep you vomiting deck?”
Wine is back. Everyone who knows him knows that Wine doesn't like juice, except for the baba.
“ Why not tell your baba, if you do not like and can not drink juice?”
Wine didn't answer, let it go, let it all go like that. It's more interesting if the baba doesn't know until the Wine is gone from the face of this earth.
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Bekasi
November 25th, 2021
