Sudden Love

Part 4's

Today I didn't go to the boutique because my head was a little dizzy. It seems to catch wind because of the slowness on the beach kemaren.

Get out of bed and out of the room to the kitchen. The smell of Mama's cooking made the worms in my stomach rebel.

"It's mama making ginger milk, drinking gih! It'll be cold. It can warm your body." Mama gave me a glass of ginger milk, and then she got back busy with her kitchen utensils.

"I'll eat first, Ma! Laper you see," I said, then put away the glass and began to scoop rice, side dishes and vegetables into the dish, greedily I finished the food, maybe because yesterday afternoon went straight to sleep, so I can't eat first. So now my stomach feels a little bit.

The clock is at 09:15. Mama and I stayed home, and Papa went to the store.

My mom is busy in the kitchen. I've noticed there's a lot of cake and groceries on the table. Is there a party? How I don't know.

"Why so much food, Ma. Is there an event?" many wonder.

"Make it later, welcome our guests. Papa invited his friend to dinner?"

"When?"

"Tomorrow night."

"Oh."

My head still hurts. I ask you to please make our Minah-ART, to massage it, then drink ginger milk and go back to sleep. Indeed, from the first do not like to carelessly take medicine, if a mild illness like this, drink honey and warm water and rest, is enough for me.

All day I just sleep and lie down. Every now and then open the blue app, but there's nothing interesting there, I close the app again.

The pain in my head had started to diminish, only my body felt weak. However, when I want to go back to sleep, suddenly the sound of notifications coming in on my phone, I check there is someone who asks for friendship. Judging from his profile and name seems familiar. Who, huh? I can't remember yet. Yeah, nevermind. I reduced the account confirm.

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"Sari ... Why are you wearing that shirt? Nothing better than what?"

What's wrong with Mama? Tumben he's busy taking care of what I'm wearing. Not usually.

"Come, here."

"Ma, why are my clothes all ruffled?"

"It has boutiques, but none of them have any good clothes" she said regardless of what I said.

"Make what? It's been good, really," I said, pointing to the appearance. Top made of chiffon with floral motif on the left shoulder with black jeans subordinate and equipped with black pasmina.

"It's too casual, Mama wants you to wear a beautiful dress, let it look elegant."

"Because, Ma. Dinner at home, really complicated. Is that as important as Papa's guest?"

I was a little late, then stepped into the closet, I took the mint green dress hanging on the left side.

"It's just this."

Mama watched the dress.

"Lumayanlah .. let's hunt! A little more they'll be there."

What's Papa's guest like? I became curious. Papa rarely invites guests, especially for dinner.

The waiting guest has arrived, while I am still reluctant to leave the room, this is Papa's guest, there is no need to attend too. However, curiosity made me step towards the front room.

I saw Papa talking to the same man as him, while Mama was with a woman I believed was the man's wife. In the single seat near them was the figure of a man I could not see his face, because it was facing in that direction.

"Sari ... Here, Son!"

Mama realized my whereabouts, I slowly approached them. They stood up not least the young man who could only see his back. The man looked at our eyes. She smiles.

"You."

"Hi."