Sorry, We're Not in line anymore

Lunch Invitation

That sweet smile, still lingers in my memory this morning. Hmmm.....Hira. Yes the smile of that little girl began to permeate my brain and mind.

I saw, timidly, he began to look for a way to approach me. Uh. I am the GR or indeed the fact is like that.

Evidence, much. First he asked for painting lessons. Wear maksa everything. Second, he dared to come to my house. Third, last night he brought me fruit and bread.

"Buddyman. Not just GR!" my inner.

Ahahaha! Yes so men don't GR. Who knows, he's just a fad, let's teach him how to paint.

He really wanted to be taught painting.

Subandi said, the girl was not fond of maksa, as long as her wishes were not obeyed.

But, it's nothing. Befriend that little girl. Who knows, he is my soul mate. Hahaahaha.

Basic me. Expensive selling. But, actually need. Yes already. Everyone has been shuffling. Gusti Allah's. I'm just going through, what's my play.

If you are fooled by that girl, yes you want how again.

Not done thinking about that little girl. Suddenly my phone shook. I see, who else if not from that little girl. Hahaahaha.

That's a really tough chick magnet. I was thinking about her, uh she suddenly chatted.

"Well!" surprised me. Her parents invited me to her house tomorrow afternoon, for lunch.

Duh. This way. I have to ask Subandi for help. I can't possibly come alone. I could be sorry if later invited to chat with Hira's parents.

"Come, please, for my parents' sake" urged Hira again, via chat.

I deliberately haven't responded to the chat. Because I have to ask Subandi for approval.

****

"You are funny, Mas Bro" said Subandi.

"That invited you, why use me," Subandi chuckled.

"Plisssat. Dong. Accompany me. Later I can die standing when I go to the house of the little girl alone," I asked, pleading.

"Where ya. Hira will be angry. I was not invited. The invited one was you, Mas Bro," explained Subandi again, reassuring me.

Again, I begged him. Until finally Subandi could not refuse. He said, for my sake, he would be willing to accompany her. Haha. Thanks, Subandi, my friend!

"Tomorrow I picked up after finishing Friday prayers, Mas Bro" he promised me.

"Whatever, Bro. Anyway pick me up yeah," I said, wanting to make it clear.

"Sippppp. Commander!" sahut Subandi's.

***

The vow. For some reason, just entered the yard of his house, I deg-degan. How about talking to Hira's parents. Uh. But. There's Subandi. Let Hira's parents talk a lot with Subandi.

"Don't be nervous, boss, this is the second time we come to Hira's house. The first one yesterday was mediocre. This is the second time it's been amazing. Special dinner invitation!" subandi half-whispered.

*Dug dug*

Not long. The door to the living room was opened by the owner.

"Eh Nak Budiman. Nak Subandi's. In and out. Let's go straight to the dining room. Lunch was provided with Hira. The side dishes were specially cooked by Hira herself." said the middle-aged woman, nyerocos herself.

Yep. The woman who has a lot of gray hair, is none other than Hira's mother. He welcomed me and Subandi, kindly.

I immediately took a sitting position near Subandi. I didn't see Hira there.

"Where's the cook, yeah," I thought.

"Gira!" shouted mother.

*Deg*My heart just happened to be pounding, hearing the name of that little girl called.

"This is Budiman's son coming. Eat, "the woman commanded.

"Yes mother, for a second," replied Hira, whether she was in which room.

"Quick a little bit. Daritadi is not ready to take a shower" chirped his mother.

Before long, Hira showed up. The smell of the bath soap, right down to the smell of my nose.

"Wuih is so cute. Fragrant. Ahahahahahha!" praise in my heart.

I glanced at him for a moment, as he took a sitting position right in front of me.

*Deg* my heart's pounding is getting irregular.

Why be like gini. Something is different at the moment.

"Come on. Kok. Ambilin is the name, Hira!" his mother said, giving command to Hira. Because, from then on, no one touched the food on the dining table, before Hira came.

"Come dong Nak Budiman, Nak Subandi, let's eat. This is Hira's cooking. You know," praise his mother to make Hira red extinguished his face withstanding embarrassment.

"H mother, what the hell. We cooked it together" said Hira shyly cat.

"Rasain Nak, yes. Finish off if you can. Mom went to the kitchen first," said the woman immediately pulled back.

"Lho. How come you don't eat" Subandi said.

"Calm down, son, mommy lately. I make coffee the same tea first, yes briefly," he explained from the kitchen.

"Hmmmm," I said after tasting one of the dishes on the dining table.

"Kok, hmmm aja Mas Bro. Yummy, right?" ask Subandi for my opinion.

"Slightly enough," I said.

Spontaneous. Hira. He glares.

"Huh. Cook it, yes" Hira was shocked.

"here. Do not eat it when it is salty. I'm sorry for the rush." said Hira. He stood up and pulled the vegetable from the table. Then he took her to the kitchen.

Subandi and I were just grinning and laughing at Hira who looked panicked, when it was discovered that the food was very salty.

"Mas this Bro. So ashamed of him" said Subandi, whispering in my ear.

Good thing Hira didn't see Subandi's scene whisper to me. If he saw, he would know and think, me and Subandi again talking to him.

"Sorry." repeated Hira.

"No what. Although salty, said Mas Bro Budiman. It's good, Mas Bro" said Subandi, nudging me, with the elbow of his right hand.

"Yes. It is delicious even though it is salty. People want to be eaten, uh brought inside," I added.

"Yes already. Wait for me to get the vegetables, again." said Hira. He rushed to the kitchen and brought the lodeh again, to the dining table.

Followed by his mother, brought coffee and tea, four glasses.

"This. Go ahead. Choose tea, or coffee whatever," his mother told Hira.

Me, pick a coffee. When it was hot, I screwed.

"Hmmm. It's delicious." I said as I closed my eyes.

"Later, the side dishes are not exhausted, just wrapped Hira, take this to Nak Subandi and Nak Budiman," ordered his mother.

"Eh don't open, Hira will eat what," suddenly Hira protested.

"It's like you're cooking again. The vegetable ingredients are a lot in the refrigerator," exclaimed his mother, making Hira not argue anymore.

Seeing that, Subandi and I remained silent.

"Hmmm he's not sincere Bro loves us," I said to his whatsapp chat.

"Hahaha!" subandi also answered via chat.

"Oh, it's okay, we're also cooking, at home," Subandi suddenly opened his voice.

"Oh my son, this much. It will be eaten with Hira. Nought. His mother told him to eat. He really likes dieting." explained Hira's mother.

Hira just shut up, see his mother at length talk.(connect)