Sharing Love: Backup in the Evening Time

Everyone's return

...HAPPY READING'S...

The sun was still hiding in the east, the sky was still reluctant to open the curtains. Cold dumps make anyone more comfortable to sleep. The moon is awake and busy in the kitchen.

The moon heard the back door open. It turned out to be Miss Irma who came.

"Sorry, new mom can come in. The star is fussy if it hurts again," he said, looking down several times.

"It's okay, Mom. But the stars are healed, right?"

"Already, really. Eat it already."

The moon nodded and cut back the onions. The Moon's right hand moved to wipe away the tears that were dripping to make Ms. Irma approach the Moon.

"Why cry, son? Any issues?" ask Ms. Irma to panic.

Moon shaking. "I can't stand onions at all" exclaimed the Moon.

"Oh, because of onions. Right here! Let me cut it." Ms. Irma replaced the Moon. "What do you want to cook?"

"You make fried rice, ma'am. Later for dinner, we cook chicken, capcay, then what, huh?" The moon looks at the ceiling.

"There's an event?"

"Mas Purnama's company has another problem, Mas Purnama hires Detectives to investigate who the perpetrator of the theft is."

"Oh, that. I'll have the Bantu Star, please."

"Can. Miss Irma knows, right?"

Ms. Irma looked up at the Moon.

"The detective is my ex-boyfriend." The Moon's eye beads widen.

"Funny, dong," said Ms. Irma with a big laugh.

"Luckily Mas Purnama was not angry," exclaimed the Moon as he sat his butt in the chair beside Ms. Irma.

"Bu Sinta still hasn't come home, has she?" tanya Ms. Irma looked right-left.

"Not yet, he said it would be noon to come home," replied the Moon. His hand grabbed the apple in front of him.

"Helen doesn't dare anymore, does she?"

"He's already stuck, Mom. Yesterday help me mop up the house." The moon chuckled a little. "Obviously one week ago. Yesterday he was just karaokean."

. . .

Ms. Irma put a large bowl of fried rice on the table. While the Moon set the dinnerware on the table. Purnama comes along with Raka and Areum.

Purnama wears a blue shirt and his suit he attaches on his shoulders. He sat down on the chair while greeting his wife with a smile.

The moon gave a plate containing rice mouthpiece to Raka, then Areum. The impatient full moon took it upon itself.

"City ... I'm comeback ...." Mama Sinta's voice echoed. The pounding of his heels with the floor filled the room. Then he sat down in the chair of Purnama.

"You miss Grandma, don't you?" ask the two kids.

"No, Grandma" said Raka.

Mama Sinta pursed her lips.

"Ma, want to eat?" tawar Bulan's.

"Mom is hungry too."

The moon thrust a plate of fried rice at Mama Sinta.

Not long after, Helen came and immediately sat down beside Areum. His hand reached for the plate in front of him.

"Hey!" mama Sinta's snapping stopped Helen. "You're cooking?" Mama Sinta's eyebrows lifted.

Helen shakes. He then abandoned his intention to eat. He breathed heavily. Areum just glanced at him.

"Mama," reprimanded the Moon. Then he gave a serving of fried rice to Helen.

Helen looked up at the moon. "Thank you" he said.

. . .

The night felt bone-chilling. Moon and When standing by the pool let the wind blow. Both of their hair flew without direction.

The forehead of the Moon is wrinkled. "She's the same age as Big Brother, so you call her Big Brother."

"Star Mass?"

"Why? You like it, huh?" Eyebrow Moon up and down teasing When.

"Yes," said Bila while looking down. When choosing his finger. "But the Stars love Big Brother, right?" When highlighting the face of the Moon with stick.

"Hush! Don't tell me that, then Mas Purnama listen, how?!"

When back down. The Moon's hand held her sister's hand. "Do you really like the stars?"

When you nod once weakly. "What do I do, brother?" mumbling slowly.

"Sister also do not know, Brother did not pay too much attention to the Star during this time," said Moon. Indeed, despite having known for many years, but the Moon does not know what kind of star the person is.

"We asked Ms. Irma, how?" exciting Moon.

"But Big Brother asked, my time." When her lips wrinkled, she was in love for the umpteenth time.

"Have you sip what yet?" ask the Moon again to be sure.

"Since Mas Ares, it was."

"Five years?!" Moon surprised instead of playing, her sister loved people secretly for five years. "Okay, I'll ask Ms. Irma."

"Thank you, my dear Brother ...." Hugging the Moon tightly. "Okay, if that's what I want to go to the room first."

Then when it breezes away.

"Ekhem," someone from behind the moon turned his head. "Then you talk to me, yeah!"

The moon threw away his face lazily. "Don't you be handsome?!"

The stern was approaching. He stood beside the moon. Both hands he put in his pants pocket. "Why didn't you invite me to your wedding with Mr Purnama?"

"I'm betrothed" cried the Moon. "Some of you aren't important."

"Don't do that! You once loved me."

"That was. Now, I'm married."

"I'm getting married in two months. You can come with your family" he exclaimed making the Moon round his eyes.

"Why? You think I can't move-on from you?" ledek Rigid.

"It was also me who broke up with you, for the sake of my friend." The moon lowered its head with heavy breathing.

Both corners of the lips are keenly interested. "At that time, you were the greatest woman I knew. You've been chasing me for a year, and when you manage to be my girlfriend, your best friend likes me." Hardcore grieving tells of his past.

The moon folded her hands in front of her chest. "Don't discuss! You're such a handsome ass! Whereas at that time, I chased you so that you could get free meatballs from your mother," grumbled the Moon.

"Yes, deh. Trust me." Hardcore chuckles.

"What are you doing here?! Later seen Mas Purnama, danger knows."

"Okay, I'm leaving" said Tegar, then waltzed away.

"Nyesel, I was chasing after a very strong stick." The moon shuddered amusedly remembering it when it chased Tegar desperately.

. . .

"Mom Irma!" The moon ran up to Miss Irma who was washing dishes.

"Why?" asked Ms. Irma to stop her activities.

"What kind of girl do stars like?"

Ms. Irma was a little surprised. "Why, suddenly ask like that?"

The moon took a long breath. "If you like the stars. Since, five years ago," exclaimed the Moon.

"Oh, huh?!" Both of Ms. Irma's eyebrows were raised. "Good news. Stars love it the same when."

"Eh? Really, Mom?!" The moon widened her eyes, her lips slightly opened.

"Mom's already done it, too."

"Sip. I want to tell Bila."