THE BRIDE IS SWAPPED (THE TRAGEDY OF THE FIRST NIGHT)
salted coffee
" Mutia!".
the voice of someone calling out Mutia's name after Jihan's car just left the parking lot and Mutia ndak to his motorbike which he was about to drive home from work.
Mutia reflexively turned her head and looked towards the source of the voice.
" Mutia!".
the voice called back to Mutia's name.
Mutia could see the foot of the foot step in a hurry approaching her.
" Mr Arjuna!, why do you have to follow me to work, do you usually pick up Hilmi at school?", Mutia also frowned feeling curious about the behavior of the man who now stood looming before her, who three days ago proposed to her through Bu Meri.
" Let's go home together, just leave your bike here" Arjuna said without answering Mutia's curious question.
" Any, go home together? Duh Sorry sir I can't, I feel sad and.... ", Mutia did not continue her words fearing that later her words would offend Arjuna better Mutia thought for a moment to use words that would otherwise offend this man before her.
" Why, you don't want to? this is just Mutia's usual invitation if you want to reject my proposal no matter how I don't force you either but let me pick you up this time we can talk about everything later in your house", arjuna said quickly because he saw Mutia look very proud and clumsy in front of him.
" then please come first with your father's car and I take the motorcycle" replied Mutia in the end.
" Why fear tomorrow if you want to go to work confused about what to ride, tomorrow I pick you up and I take you to your workplace, I will be responsible for taking you to the car at this time", Arjuna.
" I will still ride the motorcycle if you want to talk to me please father ride the car later I wait at home only ", Mutia still insists on not wanting to ride the car with Arjuna and prefers to ride his own bike.
" Okay if so careful", said Arjuna who then resigned and followed the will of Mutia.
" Please get on the bike first I follow you from behind, Oh yeah Hilmi's already at home waiting for you I've already picked her up", hearing Arjuna talk like that quickly Mutia then prepared to ride her bike and put her on the road to return home.
Seeing that Mutia had advanced his motor Arjuna followed, but because their vehicle was different, of course Mutia could not be pursued by Arjuna and the opportunity Arjuna used to stop by a fruit stall also to a minimarket to buy some fruits and also drinks and foodstuffs.
It only took 20 minutes for Mutia to get home.
At home there is already Hilmi who seems to have taken a bath and is fresh watching television.
" Assalamualaikum the hero of the Mother", who Mutia when entering the house then hugged her son with anxiety.
" Waalaikumsalam Mommy, see Hilmi already bathed the same father" said the boy welcomed the arrival of his mother.
" Oh, Kirain Mommy bathes herself".
" So the father took Hilmi to school and the father continued to go home bathed and continue to say his father wants to pick up Mother, why did his Mother go home alone?", ask the boy who saw his mother enter alone and has not seen his father's car parked in the yard.
" Yes mother still ride the motor because tomorrow morning will Mother have to go to work later in the morning if there is no motorcycle mother confused", Light pearl on her son.
" O yes!, so Dad said to pick up the mother if the edges of the Mother still ride his own motorbike", the boy chatted himself but Mutia could still hear it.
Hearing his son's babble Pearl just smiled.
" Mother bathe first huh, sultry!", Mutia quickly cleaned her body before Arjuna reached home.
Hilmi sat in front of the television waiting for her mother to take a shower.
Up to almost 20 minutes later there is a new Juna arrived at the boarding house Mutia.
" Daddy, O Father, what is it? kok said to pick Mommy up to go home alone anyway!", Hilmi protested in the end.
" The mother does not want to ride in my car, she wants to take a motorcycle" replied Arjuna while putting two bags of his tent on the dining table.
" Buy what the hell is Dad a lot right?", Hilmi approached towards the dining table without where Arjuna put his grocery bags.
" Daddy bought some fruit you want?", asked Arjuna.
" Want an apple if there's a Dad.
" There!, for a while I washed first", Arjuna then opened a bag of fruits and washed it first and brought it to the front of the television with the full equipment there was a knife, and then, dishes and also a place to throw away the skin.
" Mother has arrived home, right? where is now deserted?", actually from now on Arjuna had wanted to ask Hilmi.
" Mother immediately took a bath, most immediately after the father's end", replied Hilmi with a face of sumringah because Arjuna bought her favorite apple.
" Owh!".
" What is the other bag of what is Dad?", asked the boy curious about 1 bag that he had not had time to peek at.
" Oh, it's no drink there's bread there's donuts and other snacks, you want to take it there that you like" Arjuna said.
Hilmi quickly ran to the dining table to see the groceries in one bag that had not yet taken a peek.
" Asiii... Hilmi wants her donut yes Dad', with a crush Hilmi carrying a box containing donuts to the front of the television.
" Could, take what you like". Arjuna was just shaking his head at his son's behavior.
" it's Mother", Hilmi pointed at the pearl that was walking towards her.
" Want me to make you some coffee, sir?", Mutia said a little awkwardly to Arjuna.
" May" Arjuna replied with a sweet smile at Mutia.
Mutia then nodded in agreement and then headed for the kitchen.
" What the hell was he smiling so sweetly, apparently Mr. Arjuna has dared to spread charm to me maybe he thought I would be begging to accept his proposal times", Mutia monologues herself in the kitchen with a very soft voice condemning her heart condition that is not conducive at this time.
Mutia prepared a little water to boil to make Arjuna coffee.
As if not concentrating on what Mutia had done continued to curse the rumbling sound that sounded from inside her chest.
" Please drink" Mutia gave one cup of coffee in front of Arjuna.
" Thank you Mother", replied Arjuna again with a sweet smile.
" Eat the apple that has been peeled son, Mother wants fruit or bread?", asked Arjuna.
" I drank the coffee bun".
" Huuhhhh.. kok salty", Arjuna's voice was softly afraid to be heard by the one who made the coffee, it's nothing Arjuna wanted to hold it to continue drinking, only this was too salty.
Seriate....
