SECOND FATHER

The Eps 27

Noisy school cafeteria has become commonplace during the break time to fight each other queue and ketchup sauce bottles become a fairly natural sight for us.

I was standing not far from the cafeteria waiting for my order to come with them my best friend of course. Stand up while talking about every student passing in front of us and somehow there can be a chat to discuss about what is in use or the nature of the students who walk through us .

From the end of the class I could see the man who walked with his broad strides, his straight back and chest field was already over from junior high school . You can imagine how the perfect posture is yes, it is appropriate that the girl with the donut face is shaking it and removing a little bit of her shame in order to get the love that has not been conveyed.

" Meatball 6 ! Angel?? ".

Call out loud aunt canteen called out my name and I quickly came with their help, carrying a tray that had previously asked permission to take the bowl with the number 6 to another place.

" Was that drink gone belly up?"

Indah interrupts and asks adek also Okta to check if the order is ready.

" Yes, you guys have been to the post before, and then we bring you a drink."

Okta gives advice and I we all agree.

" Yuk we go there first so ni mang Ujang can eat first ."

I walked first carrying with me a tray with three bowls in both my hands and three more bowls in a tray that was carried beautifully while Dian was in charge of carrying a bowl of sambal as well as soy sauce sauce in a small tray.

" Hey mang?"

I greet the man who was wagging his hat towards his face .

" Ang Angel? loh lohhhh!!! what is this ?"

He said then shifted the seat and made room for three trays on the table.

" Who neng Angel bribe huh?"

Ahahaaa

My laughter clashed loudly, lips perfectly curled when Mang Ujang mapped such a thing.

" It's that mang ! Angel's mopping up, huh?"

" Wait ya mang ni drink has not come still in the same Ades same Okta as well! "

Said I then sat down with a row on a long wooden chair that was enough for six people, while Ujang was sitting on the Kurds with a backrest right at the end of the post wall.

By the time all had come all was arranged with his drink, I stirred the meatballs with impatient movements as well as others.

" Wahh segerrr!".

The lips of the Ujang mang monyong funny when the spicy meatballs sauce entered wet his throat.

I smile happily it feels like it can make someone laugh and save gratitude for what we give even if only a little but enough to make them happy.

We enjoy until the last broth before the arrival of the woman who again comes like a ghost during the day.

" Oh so now they're here! Beware loh mang Ujang will listen to bad air from the black angel next to the mang Ujang loh!"

Sindi with nyinyir lips yes talk without filter . I did not accept it and then kicked down the post desk and stood up with sharp glaring eyes.

" Your mouth will be in a bag of cracker skin what pack a bottle of sausage huh!".My intonation was as easy as above average , all who were there instantly shuffled was no exception mang Ujang who might beru first saw a stray cat fighting .

" Ngel Ngel? Udah Ngel do not ladenin them yes you know that the same magic grandmother as her ladies have no shame veins ."

Kata Indah tried to break the emotions that culminated with the spicy taste that united on my lips.

" Neng Sindi is disturbing Angel! Anyway what's wrong with them eating here anyway free there is no prohibition if students sit on the post bench! ".

Mang Ujang defended a little and we justified his words.

" Don't be easily instigated that he likes to call people's girlfriends! Mamang knew that his mother had married twice meant that he was actually a derivative of seedlings that are not of quality ."

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