
We had lunch together, including with Irma the babysitter. Aunt Jelita never distinguish one's social status, they are already used to eating together.
All the food on the table was made by my mother. He's the one who cooked here earlier, while accompanying Irma clean-up. Though Aunt Jelita did not tell my mother to cook but my own mother who wants, baby she said in the refrigerator there are many groceries. If not cooked immediately can be rotten if too long stored in the refrigerator.
While Ms. Irma is not very good at cooking, so she just cleans the house. Although she is a nanny but happily doing whatever ordered Aunt Jelita because of her salary is not small. Many are envious and want to work to replace Irma, he said, but Aunt Jelita does not want to because she is not easily close to new people.
According to him, mbak Irma is also very deft and does not like to interfere or comment on the affairs of Aunt Jelita. Therefore Aunt Jelita likes the performance of Irma.
"This is very delicious Mom, Bu Wanti's cooking is indeed incomparable," praised Aunt Jelita while giving her two thumbs up.
"Mak Lita could have. Mbak cuisine is also delicious, if Haris says like restaurant cuisine."
Mother even brought my name, I would be embarrassed because I was caught often praising the cuisine of Aunt Jelita secretly. Aunt Jelita is indeed more often cook modern times now, be me like eating in a restaurant. Well if my mother is better at cooking Indonesian specialties.
"Ohh yaa.. Does Haris like Auntie's cooking?" ask Aunt Jelita who is sitting next to me.
I was nervous and nervous when Aunt Jelita's hands acted again, even though in front of us there was mother and mother Irma. "Ehh i-iya Tan, Auntie's cooking is also good."
"Tante Jelita is so fad it turns out," I murmured.
"It's true, even though Haris had never wanted to eat the cuisine of others. But if Mbak Lita who sends food is always finished with him."
"Mother.., don't be like that Mom, I'm ashamed."
"Why ashamed, will Mbak Lita so know that all this time you like the cuisine."
"It's a mas, waah Aunty very happy that mas Haris likes Auntie cuisine." Aunt Jelita smiled flirtatiously while biting her lips. His hands are also still naughty down there.
Forgive me. I can be overwhelmed like this how can I calm down. Food has been swallowed. I grabbed a glass and drank it to the toilet, it's not good. My body is hot.
Surprisingly, Irma's mother and mother did not see what we were doing, the mother was busy eating and mbak Irma too while keeping Sasha in the baby stroller.
"Add more mas" said Aunt Jelita while taking me rice and side dishes again. I was done with a plate earlier. It seems like he was on purpose so that I wouldn't get out of there quickly.
"Well glad of you, Ris. Usually if at home also take it alone," said mother insinuating me.
"It's okay, ma'am, Haris has helped me a lot. I can't bales anything." Aunt Jelita stood up for me, and finally someone stood up for me when she was insinuating me.
"It is only natural that we as neighbors should help each other, do not hesitate if you need help."
"Thank you Mom, if only all the neighbors like Ms. Wanti and mas Haris. I'm not confused about asking for help."
"Sabar mbak, they just don't know Mbak Lita. They only judge someone from the outside and are too prejudiced against people. In the past when the new mother was left the same husband, a lot of people often talk about mother. Spread the news that is not true, until the mother bosen horrified him."
Yes I remember back then, when my father died I was first grade Junior High. At that time there were often mothers who came to the house and were angry. I didn't really understand adult affairs at the time. But I always try to put on a body if there's something wrong with my mom.
"So ma'am, it turns out that being a widow is not easy, ma'am. No woman aspires to be a widow. But instead of staying and not being happy, I'd rather just separate."
Now I'm holding Aunt Jelita's hand. I rubbed my thumb, calming him down. Right now I will also protect Aunt Jelita from anyone who dares to harass her.