STORY IN KOSAN MIX ANDRI VERSION

Stage Drama

"You've been living here all along"

"Mama!" I called him slow.

I know Mama misses her handsome son. But this is not the right time.

My eyeballs encode Tisa's whereabouts. Mom immediately took off her embrace and looked at Tisa.

Mama was also ordered by candidates to make a play as well.

Very ribet emang. The wedding doang.

"She.." Eaa the Mama has started her acting.

"He's Tisa, my assistant in Ma's office," I replied to Mama's words hanging earlier.

Tisa gurga kisses Mama's hand.

From the look of Mama, she likes Tisa.

"Beautiful!" mom whispered suddenly. "That means no sal-" I immediately nudged Mama before she continued.

Tisa can be berabe.

"Aish! Don't yank dong! Your clothes are wet, ntar nular to Mama! Change clothes there!" Mama turned ugly. Looks like he just got the code from me.

She looked at Tisa again. Tisa from earlier nduk mulu. I don't know what's on the floor.

"You're not wet, are you Sa?" ask Mama.

"No Tan, because I was wearing a hu-jas"

"Tante's kok anyway?! Call Mama! Let's be more familiar!"

My eyes immediately rounded. Mama keceplosan. How 'bout..

"Ah, most people here call me Mama Ira. So you call me Mama," explained Mama who made me relieved.

"Almost Mama's been flippant!" whispered Mama. "Oh yeah, Mama buyin Tisa dress, make a gift. Mama wants to see the future mother-in-law Mama put on the clothes that Mama bought!"

"Don't say new clothes!" my whiskey. "Ntar he was suspicious. Tell me Mama's clothes when she was young!"

After whispering that, I passed inside to change clothes. But I'm still behind the wall. Hiding more precisely.

I peeked at two women who would soon be in-laws and daughters-in-law.

"Have you eaten?" ask Mama to Tisa.

"It's Ma, '" Tisa nodded.

"Ah, no. I mean Mama, dinner. That dinner hasn't been, has it?"

I chuckle without a sound. Mama's trying to keep Tisa in this house until nightfall.

But really nyleneh. Tanya has dinner not yet at the hour which still shows at two in the afternoon. Yes, clearly not yet.

"Your clothes are wet, why not wet?" said Mama who was holding Tisa's sleeve.

"Ng..not too wet Ma," said Tisa.

Aseeek. She seems to be used to calling Mama. I think really soul mate.

"This is just a drizzle earlier," added Tisa who is not rained.

"Don't. You should change your clothes. Fear it will catch a cold!" Mama wants Tisa to change the clothes she bought.

"I think Mama has clothes that fit you! Mom's clothes when she was young!" Mom pulled Tisa to her room.

I'm gonna get nervous before Tisa sees me.

Jump into the room to change clothes.

Kan Mama said that buyin Tisa dress. I was wondering if Tisa wore that girl's shirt. How yes.

I smile at myself imagining Tisa wearing a girl's shirt. In fact, all this time he just packs the same training pants hoodie doang.

I suddenly realized I hadn't changed clothes. Making the floor in my room so wet because I kept on standing imagining Tisa.

"With only a shadow, mending I see directly!" I left the room after changing clothes.

But in the living room I didn't see Mama or Tisa.

"Is Tisa not done changing clothes yet?"

I sat on one of the sofas. Waiting for the two women.

But after a few minutes, they didn't look too good.

"Ck. Where the hell is this?! Don't watch the soap opera in the room. That's why it's so long!"

I got up and walked into my mom's room.

"Why are you guys so long?!" I complained as I stood in the doorway of Mama's room. Instantly made Tisa turn her head towards me.

"Some, you.."

The words I wanted to say were gone somewhere. Looking at women who always wear hoodies, now wear a knee-length navi dress without arms.

Not to mention the hair that had been pigtailed horse freely.

Tisa looks different pack really.

"Why Ndri?" tisa's question awakened my beautiful daydream.

"Np... No," said I who suddenly stammered.

My ice cubes have been turned into sunflowers all along. It will always lead to where the sun is.

"Emm. preferably kit-" my voice suddenly hoarse. "Ehem ahem. let's go back to the office" I continued.

"Reverse to the office what?" ask Mama. "It's three o'clock, gig. Come back home too. Mending you guys here, just mama."

Mom started acting again. We actually kept Tisa here longer so we could have dinner together.

"But, Ma-" I started acting.

"Udah, same with Mama. Some of the company will not go bankrupt just because you are absent for an hour," Mama cut.

Tong!

Suddenly the sound of the house bell rang.

"Well, the long-awaited one has finally come!" mama said while smiling at me.

Yep. Who else is coming. Surely it is beautiful. A maid in the drama directed by her father Tisa herself.

While I was the main character.

"Who's Ma?" I pretended to be confused.

"You know soon too!" Mom walked into the living room.

I'm tailing behind Mama. Same with Tisa.

Tong!

The bell rings.

"Yes, wait a minute" said Mama.

"Ck, no patience!" I clucked in annoyance because Indah kept pressing the bell.

My mother opened the door. Deliberately made slow motion, let Tisa be curious.

After a while, the door opened wide. It looks beautiful who has dressed beautifully with a light blue or sky blue dress knee-length.

With the arrival of this supporting cast, the stage of the drama officially began.