Same Marriage as Duda
Accompanying Mother to the Market
This afternoon I did not intentionally go to work. Request permission from Ucok Baba. Reason, fever. In fact, I was originally lying.
Plus I asked friends to buy clothes he said there would be an important event with someone.
Who's somebody? Wonder me. Someone must be a boy friend. Ah let. It's mom's business.
"Regina. Later accompany mom to the same market to the clothing store. I want to choose a dress that is a bit bagusan. Make a show tomorrow." call mom, make me curious.
"What's the way, ma'am?" my question is full of search.
"Dant. You will know for yourself. Now, the important thing is to accompany mom, this afternoon. We're going to the market and the clothes shop." Mom's serious.
"OK...then, '' I replied.
"Here you are ready to take a shower. You will take a long shower. Take a bath in the tub or something. You could be in the bathroom for an hour" said mom at length.
"Yes mother."
"Mothers. Regina can't ask?" tanyaku.
"Request. Just be careful not to macem" replied the mother, ketus.
"Mothers. Regina wants to buy clothes too. Hehehehehe!" obviously me while grinning.
"Eh, you little monkey. People want to buy clothes, uh he wants to buy clothes too." babble mom, annoyed.
"It's cheap ma'am. T-shirt. Press body t-shirt." I asked, in a tone seducing mother.
"See you will buy an expensive one. Mother's money is limited" he said.
Spontaneously, I jumped out of bed, scattering towards him. I kissed the back of his hand. Then I say infinite thanks.
"Thank you Mama is beautiful" I said.
"Eh since when do you have a name" said the mother, who did not want to be called mama.
"For a long time" I answered briefly.
"Well, if you don't call me mama again. Cancel me buy her press body t-shirt." threatened mom, in a joking tone.
"Ih what the hell is the cute mother of this beautiful montel universe. Anyway, the mother's call, more melodious sounds in the ears." I said still seducing her, so that she would not be angry with me anymore.
"Bas on a monkey boy!" chirps.
"Make it there now. It's 10:00 wib. We move to the same market to the clothing store, before Dzuhur. Later on if bad luck.
The heat is scorching." asked mom, and I rushed to the bathroom.
****
An hour, back and forth, in and out of the dressing room. Nothing is fit yet.
"Reg. Is this dress beautiful?"
"It's so beautiful, Mama" I replied.
She decided to buy the last shirt she tried. Black dress, simple but looks luxurious. The price is not too expensive either.
"Udah. Now we find a shirt for you. It is cheap. Twenty thousand, yes." said the mother.
"Uhhhh mama this fuck. The cost of why. Buy your own children to cook is very cheap." My protest is upset.
"Udah. We go to the usual dress shop. You choose there," he ordered, and I immediately increased the speed of my bike.
"Alright then, Mama is beautiful." I said excitedly.
***
In the dress shop, I just sat. Someday, if I have a lot of money, I will buy expensive clothes in this store.
"Mothers. Two yes the shirt. Regina doesn't have a good shirt. If you want to go anywhere Regina does not have a good shirt." I said whining asking for more bought one more shirt.
"Hmmm." answered my confused mother. He did not give any certainty what he could do, I asked to buy another shirt.
"Working but still asking for parents." mother chirped. But, I'm funny what mom wants to say. Because, the important thing is that I bought clothes.
"Three, ma'am." I said, switching the conversation.
"You want your head to go down?!" sahut mother.
"Heheheheh. Yes don't want to ma'am, if it gets bumpy. Regina asks only, if she is grateful. Neither is it okay, my mother dear." I replied again, at length.
***
Because I feel unsatisfied. Get home. Mom tried on her dress again.
He was circling in front of the mirror. Look at the dress on her body.
If you say sexy, mother is still sexy. His body has not been floundering, despite the age of four heads. Forty-eight exactly. Almost near the age of five heads.
"Any beauty is Reg?!" ask mom for the umpteenth time. Yes, even though it has been tried repeatedly in his clothing store. I am still hesitant to wear it.
After all, beautiful or not beautiful, the dress that the mother had bought earlier, still can not be exchanged, because it has been brought back home.
"The mother, whatever clothes she wears, always looks beautiful. Trust Regina." I said trying to convince mom.
"Hmmm yes then. Tomorrow accompany me again to find good sandals."
"Where the hell is mom. New clothes. New sandals." I asked curious.
"Tomorrow, a friend of mother wants to play at home. He's really nice. He said he wanted to meet Regina."
"It's Om Rico." call mom.
"Oooooooooooooooooooooooooo his name is Om Ricooooooooo anyway. Ehem....ehem.
"Tomorrow if he comes. Please have a good welcome. Don't get tired or judes." mother's message warned me.
"Hmmm. If he's good. Yes I'm good. So the hell is Ma." I'm obviously serious.
God, there will be someone new in my mother's life. May the man who wants to accompany the mother later, is a responsible and kind man. Dear mother, with all my heart.
***
"Reg. Send mom to the dress shop again. This time it's just going to the store" said mom, half forcing me.
"Buy another shirt? Regina is also dong then." I reply with pleasure, in response to mother's request.
"Your mistress. You monkey boy." said the mother.
"Well, why go to the store if you don't buy clothes, Mom." I protested.
"Mom wants to buy clothes for guys" she said.
"For guys?" I got astonished.
"For Brother Gio?" My brother who was that one, wandered far away somewhere. I rarely met him myself. But, if the time of Eid al-Fitr, he must be back. Bring a lot of. In fact, I often request something with him.
"Don't ask too many questions. Later abis dzuhur interin mother to the clothes shop subscription mother yesterday." mother's orders, forced.
"Yes yes. Regina interin," I said, then slipped into the room.
"Hey wait don't fall down just yet. Wash the dishes in that kitchen sink, again piling up." mom ordered me.
"Later mother. Dingy. Sleepy. It's still 10:00 wib. There are still two hours left to bob," I said as I continued to step into my room.
To do the dishes, as much as possible I don't want to. I want to do the dishes, yes my used dishes. Wash the other dishes. Thanks though. I will refuse as much as I can. Haha.(***)
