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Stay at the House of In-Law
Hira complained, he said he did not feel at home. Continues, also he said longing and craving rawon cuisine, his parents. He asked to be taken to his parents' house.
"Mas, I stayed at my mother's house, a week huh. I'll let you know if I want to go home. Pick me up." he said in a relaxed tone.
Want to stay at her parents' house for a week? Haha. Patent times wife like that. But, yeah, that's it. Let it be, what matters is that he is happy. So that my world is safe sentosa.
"Yes, whatever," I said, but didn't show a happy face.
"Don't be mad, I'm home. Want to stay at my mom's house for a week. You see I miss the same rawonnya," said Hira expressed his desire.
"It's not angry" I said again. But, what was my fate, in my own home, deserted. Be single.
"Later if you miss, video call only us," he said.
"Ih, who misses. There are no longings," I said expensive selling sok.
"Ih. Naughty," he said pinch my waist and I didn't have time to dodge.
***
Arrive at the house of in-laws. Warmly welcomed by her mother Hira. Her mother said, Hira, she misses. It had been two months, Hira rarely came.
"Weh, my grandson will soon be born" said his mother while stroking the distended stomach of Hira who has entered 6 months.
"Yes not yet, ma'am. It's only been 6 months" replied Hira. Me, there's more silence. I'll take a little nap in Hira's room first.
"Later to make a salutation yes, if it's been 7 months. His name is mitoni (seven monthly)," explained his mother Hira. Hira just shut up.
"Yes there rest if you want to rest," said Hira's mother again.
"Eh Nak Budimannya has eaten yet," asked the woman, who spoke thick with Javanese accent.
"Udah, Mom. We ate rice paddocks before" said Hira.
"O, yo wis. Take a break then," repeated his mother.
"Yes, buk." said Hira directly into his room.
Time shows at 18:00 wib. Adhan maghrib, soon to be proclaimed. My stomach, the rumbling. Worms in my stomach seem to be on demo.
"hero. I hungry. You can eat" I whispered to him.
"Hmmm. It was the afternoon of nasi padang, we. Hungry again, huh? But I'm hungry too. I made fried rice, right?" he said, offering me.
"You wear it, dear dong," I said spoiled.
"OKAY. Wait for. Fifteen minutes, ready to eat," I promised him.
He went into the kitchen, I stayed in the room. You see, I don't know what to do at the house of in-laws either.
"Tumben he's diligent. Ordinary, his work he just collapsed in the room. To the extent that I am sprained by her habits" I chanted in my heart.
"What a good thing he is while I tell him to stay at his parents' house, yeah. Let him not be lazy. Later, if you miss, yes video call. As he suggested. Than at home. He must have been willing to give birth to her. Hahahahahahah." I said talk to myself. I don't know why I suddenly have such a silly idea?!
Fifteen minutes really. Fried rice made by Hira, already present at the dining table.
"Son Budiman. Uh. Dear. I cooked this nasgornya," cried Hira from the dining room.
"What the hell, Budiman boy. Darling. You will not feel good later" I protested.
"What the hell, baby. It is husband and wife. Yes really dong," replied Hira.
"Yes too. But that's not how I call him in front of people" I say.
"So?" ask Hira.
"Mas." call me.
"My husband was a long time chatty yes" said Hira as she landed her kiss on my right cheek.
"Kan. He's this. Indiscriminately kiss my husband in the open" I protested again.
"Oh my goodness, my. This is in my house. Diiiiiiii. Not in the open" she explained.
"Yes already. I'm hungry, don't bother. Later I can't be comfortable, eat it," I said trying to stop the reckless Hira.
But, honestly, I'm happy to be given such a sudden kiss. You know, it's been a long time, not given that sweet kiss.
"Hira, nine o'clock tonight, I'm going home. Tomorrow I have a meeting with the principal. Afraid misfortune. Tomorrow morning, get ready at 06.30 wib yes I pick you up, I'll take you to school" I said at length.
"Ready Mas Bro," he said excitedly.
After eating, I go home. Reason, want to do office work. Because of this, do not bring a laptop.
***
I turned off the living room lights. Enter rooms. Sleeps.
My phone's vibrating.
*Dretti..*
There's a chat coming into my whatsapp. Hmmmm. Hira. He said he missed.
Just a few minutes ago, split up. I told you to miss. Hahaahahah. "Racaine!" I said.
You girls, expensive selling. He wanted to stay at his mother's house. After being followed by her wishes, she said she missed being separated.
I took a long breath. Reflecting on the attitude of Hira who likes to make me emotional. Just ask for A, change your mind for B. Dizziness!
Honestly, if it's far away, miss it.
Before long, Subandi chat me. He hangs out. Hmmmm. Not so sleep if the interference alternates approaching.
Good thing to have a coffee. Refresh the brain is already chaotic, because the wife is pregnant young. Weight turns out to be a test for prospective fathers, when facing a wife who is craving! Huhahaha!
Just ask Subandi.
"I'm waiting in front of Mas Bro's porch" said Subandi.
Apparently, he was suddenly already in front of the terrace.
"Oah. The story I want to get picked up. Wait for me to change." I answered while changing the tee shirt and wearing a jacket.
You see, the air tonight, it looks really cold.
Five minutes later, I appeared in front of Subandi, and we were on the way to one of the most comfortable tongkrongan places.
Yeah where else, if not at the Chika Cafe. The wife in this cafe is very fast. So, it is natural that the visitors feel at home to linger in place.
After taking the most strategic position, I ordered the most special coffee at Cafe Chika.
"I thought Mas Bro was outside. Because, I see, the living room lights are off. It was inside anyway?" the word Subandi started the conversation that night.
"So, I'm going to send Hira to her parents' house. He slept there. I'm back. Keep going home, I turn off the living room lights. The plan to sleep. Uh bini me, you also chat. I'm not sleeping" I explained.
"Hahahaha," Subandi let out a laugh.
"You are bullies. Can't see anyone happy." I said sewot.
But, I hurriedly rectified it. "Actually I want to coffee. But no one invited me. So, yes I slept. Eh suddenly you chat with me to coffee. Yes will. Than sleep. It's still 21:00 wib. Still a very late afternoon.(connecting)
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