
Knowing the fact that the woman who has always attracted her attention, a slow figure has been etched in her mind and in her heart turned out to be a spoiled teen sucks in the past, not changing the fact that the taste persists, he said, a different taste, not just curious or just an interest.
For about two weeks Ben tried to stop paying attention to the activities in the narrow hallway, not turning his head when passing through the shophouse, immersing himself in all the busyness in the project. But it was his heart of prey, precisely the shadow of the figure was getting stronger in his mind.
Weekend is back. Children try to seduce the boss for a walk, there are tourist attractions that are happy that make children curious to visit there. But any boss wants to go to places like that. The boss was left alone in the compound.
In Ben's dining room while enjoying his late morning breakfast, 3 boiled half-cooked chicken kampung. Enter a video call from the mother who misses because this week her child is difficult to contact.
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"Ben... What are you doing...?"
"Breakfast...."
Ben held up a bowl of hard-boiled eggs that had been peeled.
"Oh... Why has it been so hard to contact lately?"
"Busy mom..."
"Oh.. that's it."
"Mommy is healthy?"
"Yes healthy... Moses has recovered..."
"Say Beca children do not snack carelessly. Better to bring supplies from home, more hygienic. because eating carelessly is typhoid..."
"Yes. children even though it's nice to go to Manado to meet you eh. null."
"Let's go home later, say the kids."
"When Ben?"
"Next week I think I can..."
"Oh.. mama asked to be brought klappertart the same abon cekalang fufu ya..."
"Yes, I'll find him..."
"Ben... mama has wa Renske's address, have you searched yet?"
Oh mama..he's really pretty it's just neighbors, but your son again trying to stay away from this...
"Yes.." already."
Ben answered slowly. The sense of what his name is calling again, restless because of the actual kangen but he tried to keep it in the corner of his heart. Ben restrained his heart but longed to see Rens for longer.
"Have you met Renske?"
"Udah...
"Where is he, my mother's argument so want to meet Renske deh..."
"She's good, she has 2 children..."
"Oh... Are you married?"
Mom's enthusiastic voice changed.
"Yes..the big boy is the same as Mosses, 3rd grade Elementary School..."
"Oh... Renske was married at the time, yes..."
"Yes.maybe."
"Ben... What age is a big child?"
"I don't know, ma..."
"The big one's the son of her husband huh?"
"Eh. I don't know... Why is Mom talking like that?"
"Yes.mama so remember Vosye died 7 years ago, if his son Renske was like Mosses, it means 9 or 10 years ago right..."
Ben never thought of it. But both Lisya and Livia's faces were very similar, and not at all similar to Rens. Maybe my mom was right. But what if it's just a serial child of her husband even managed by the Rens huh? Or is she a divorcee?
"Maybe it's a ma..."
"Mom say hello if you see him again..."
"Yes..."
When hanging up the phone, Ben no longer wanted to refrain from going to the shop, some hearts said there was a longing, some curiosity because of the information of the mother. Soon the man took a shower, with the casual outfit of his feet stepping into the front shophouse.
"Omen... Yica bica nayi ceda ceda. far away"
"Gee... Yica's smart..."
Ben looked through the door of the newly opened shop a little, looking for someone. That appears Livia. Ben noticed the shy boy, wanting to know something, this kid could already be asked...
"Via doesn't go to school..."
Via just nodded. Ben drew closer to Livia and crouched down, eyes still watching Lisya.
"Yica don't get to the edge of it, it'll fall..."
"Omen.nda ica putay (cannot turn)."
"He said what Via?"
"The bike can't spin he said..."
Via answered slowly. He's still stiff against Ben. Ben helps to turn Lisya's bike.
"What age is she now?"
"Nine years..."
"Papa Via where, um never see..."
"Papa Via sama Dede go, mama too..."
The boy replied downcastly, Ben caught the sadness in the pretty eyes of the little boy. Ben approached crouching again near Via and rubbed the boy's head. He regretted asking something sensitive for this child just because of his curiosity. But one thing she knows now Rens is left behind by her husband. Uh that kid said papa mama they're both right? And something he did not expect, the shy boy leaned over to him, Ben finally sat the boy on one thigh.
"Via.. take care of Dede yes. mami Keke want to interstice..."
Ben looked up and looked for that face. Keke stood between the door of the shophouse which was only open as wide as he was, still wearing an apron and plastic boots, his head wrapped entirely in green flowers.
"Mirror..."
Keke slightly nodded his head and smiled faintly. He entered again without replying to Ben. Although not denying the existence of Ben, Keke still sees Ben as a stranger.
Keke came out again with Titin in hand, putting in a big blue plastic basket in the back of his vehicle, there were 8 big baskets in the pick up car. Ben noticed Keke and Titin several times back and forth.
"Via saw Yica yes.om want to help her mom Via..."
Via stood up from his seat reluctantly taking off Ben's touch on him. He likes to look silently when Ben and Lisya play a few times.
"Rens... Will it be loaded onto everything's car?"
Ben saw so many bushels on the table. Keke gasped Ben so close beside him.
"Eh. who's over there no, it's driven by a motorbike..."
Ben grabbed two bushels in hand and started helping Keke. For a moment the girl gawked unexpectedly, she finally realized and continued her work. He must move quickly because he wants to be on time always in delivery. Si Rommel was on campus having to take care of some things, so he took over Rommel's assignment.
58 Rantang finished loading. Before long Keke appeared to have taken off the apron, replaced the shoes with sandals, but the head was still wrapped in flower cloth. Keke the way to the car on the driver's side, ready for the road.
"Eh. can ask for help..."
Doubt Keke asked Ben who was staring at him. Ben points to himself, Keke doesn't mention his name so Ben makes sure that he is Keke.
"Yes..."
"What?"
Ben was still staring at Keke.. Why is he so stiff?
"At the same time aunt Wisye, aunt Lenda Titin wants to go home, children themselves.. Can you please see until I go home?"
"Oh. can..."
Ben felt anxious to see the rigidity of Rens, but it used to be...
"Eh. at the table there is food, eat with the children..."
Keke got into the car the door he had closed then lowered the glass in half.
"Mirror..."
Keke looked at Benaya, no expression. Ben continued his words. The car leaves, leaving Ben grimacing. The chatty teenage girl used to turn into a stiff girl and there was no smile.
"Yica, Via. we eat yuk..."
Lunch only, mumpung free, the food is good too, the cook is beautiful too.
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