The Brondong
TB 02S
The young man entered the house and was about to follow me to the kitchen, I was a little uncomfortable if there was a new person entering my private area. I took the initiative to let him sit in the living room.
"I'd better cook, you just wait here, yeah" I let her sit on the couch.
"Don't! Let me alone, I've troubled you enough... hm... how should I call?"
I chuckle, too. We haven't met each other. I stretched my hand out to her.
"My name is Laras Dwiyanti, you can call me Mother Baras," I said with a smile.
The young man frowned. "Mother? In my eyes you're not that old," my face flushed to hear it.
"You're a really good kid" I said.
"I'm not a kid, I'm 22" I nodded.
"Yup, and I'm 38 years old" I shook our hands. "Your name?"
"Dilan's... Dilan Suryatama," after that I took off my hand however, the young man held him back. "I'm sorry if I'm not polite."
"It's Ok, Dilan. No problem," I'm as friendly as possible. "Let me make some food for your Uncle" I left him in the living room.
In just 20 minutes, I finished making macaroni schotel. I took him to the house of Mr. Kentaro with Dilan who again followed me. I saw the old man sleeping on his bed, his body growing thinner making me concerned.
My arrival kept him awake.
"Sir, you haven't seen me in a long time" he made me feel bad. I haven't been to his house for almost a week.
"I'm sorry, old man, I'm so busy taking care of grades that I haven't seen you yet" I put a macaroni on the table by the bed. Pak Kentaro's face sparkled to see it.
"I'm hungry, give me your food! Dilan could not cook at all, I almost poisoned 2 days today," the man fixed his seat, preparing to receive the plate from me.
I turned to Dilan who was blushing in embarrassment, I smiled wryly. "I'll teach you to cook, later," I said.
The young man seemed silent for a moment, then nodded timidly.
Sweet, my mind.
I shook my head, expelling the strange thoughts that came to my mind.
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After devouring food from me, Mr. Kentaro took his medicine. Not long after, the old man fell asleep. I stared at him, as Dilan told him the true circumstances of Mr. Kentaro.
"Uncle's heart began to deteriorate since last week, the doctor said Uncle had to perform a ring installation surgery on his heart. But, looking at his physical condition now, it is not possible to do the operation," explained Dilan.
I nodded in understanding. "That's why you're here to take care of her, right?"
"Yes, thank you for taking care of Uncle."
"I just looked at him and offered him food every once in a while, there's not much I do. I'm so happy that Mr. Kentaro is not alone anymore, if there's anything, you can contact me, no need to hesitate!" I patted her shoulder reflexively. My habit of Rian just got carried away.
"Sorry!" I kept my distance from him with a red face.
The young man smiled, he shook his head. "It's okay."
We sat with each other for a while making the situation even more awkward, for some reason his eyes and smile were bothering me a little. My heart was beating suddenly.
"Ehm, then I'd better go home, Rian will find me. Take good care of your Uncle, Ok!" I chose to resign and say hello before closing the door.
I rubbed my chest all the way to the house, I saw her coming out of the house towards the terrace. I don't know what, obviously our eyes collided with each other for the next time. I nodded with a smile and closed my door.
"What feeling was that just now, ooh!" Mumbles.
"Ma!"
I almost flinched with Rian's voice calling out to me all of a sudden. I closed my eyes in anger, the habit that always surprised me made me have heart exercises these days.
"What are you doing?" many wonder.
"I think Mama's sick, Mama's face is red. But it's not hot" answered Rian.
"That's... Mama's been overheated by the sun," I'm clumsy.
Why is my face red? I'd better take a nap.
"Don't come out hot-pan donk Ma, later items you know!"
"Later Mama straight out," I replied origin and walked up the stairs to my room.
When I got to the room, through the window glass I could see Dilan who was enveloping Mr. Kentaro.
"Good boy," my monologue.
After that I closed the curtains and climbed into the bed to take a nap.
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Today is Monday, a day with a lot of busyness. I tied half my hair that started to lengthen, with my flagship blazer I went down the stairs to the kitchen, to prepare breakfast and provisions. My house assistant has reached home 10 minutes after the call.
"For Bi Inah," I said to her who was sweeping the floor.
"For Bu Laras," the woman nodded with a smile.
I stir the cooked rice so as not to harden and dry. Scoop and put it in the stock box.
"Rian! Have you prayed?" Excited while arranging the provisions that will bring Rian and I.
My teenage son came out of the room still in his pajamas, scratching his head with narrowed eyes. I snorted in annoyance, with a breath I gave him an ultimatum.
"If you haven't prayed in your car, you're staying!"
As soon as Rian ran back towards his room, I could hear a commotion from there.
Bi inah giggled amusedly. "Den Rian will not recite if I wake up or ask to pray ma'am, but I have already knocked his room," he said to make me grimace.
I went out to heat the car, and Dilan came out of his house. I saw his hand with the trash bag.
"Morning." he said to me.
"For Dilan" I said as I opened the car door and heated it. "Clean-clean?" I asked stale bases.
The young man smiled. "Yes, I deliberately didn't hire ART."
"Why?"
"No need, just me and Uncle, I can still do it myself" he said.
I just understand. "Had breakfast? If you want, I've been cooking inside," I bargained.
"Maybe next time, I've made spaghetti" he replied after removing the trash bag.
"Don't eat too much fast food" I said as I walked to the door. "If you're hungry, don't hesitate to ask me. There is Bi Inah at home," I added, who answered a nod.
Don't forget, the sweet smile that is always imprinted on his face. Just interfere with concentration.
Tbc.
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Ahh.. the cover is rejected, and blm can be replaced neh.
