The Light of Love Salma

Filling Energy

"Sorry Mbok, I'm let go" said Tari brandishing two middle and index fingers as a sign of peace.

"Oh, don't joke! finish the cooking first! just kidding," Mbok Bat reminded Salma and Tari who had been busy joking and discussing things that are not important.

"Ready Mbok," said the two almost simultaneously.

The two resumed work, cooking with a fairly deft movement until all the dishes were completed in time.

"Alhamdulillah, finally finished too," said Tari while washing her dirty hands.

"Thank God everything was resolved in time, if not pity the waiting santri," said Salma who now alternately washed her hands.

"Now let's go to the place of sale, the thing that makes the most of our seneng, our cooking food in the attack of the students," said Tari eagerly walking to the place of food intake when the santri was about to eat.

"You've got a Dance" said Salma, shaking her head at the strange look towards the always strangely acting Dance.

"Let's weird that important happy, Salma," sahut Tari while arranging some side dishes and vegetables to be chosen by the santri later while Salma walked to the rice place because he was in charge of taking rice for the santri.

For Salma and Tari to serve the students to take food for them is a fun thing, they feel selling with selling, very different from what they have to experience first, he said, quietly waiting for buyers while looking at the person who went back and forth in front of them.

"Alhamdulillah, finished too," Tari's great-grandson as she leaned back on the seat enjoying every beat of pain that began to enter the body.

"Let's eat! rest later, laper me," Salma asked.

"Tumben, you usually eat the most males," said Tari who immediately stood up following Salma's steps to take the plate.

"Faced with the fact that it takes the power of Dance, and I was mengumpululin energy to be able to accept the reality that exists," Salma replied making Dari confused, he frowned staring curiously at Salma.

"Receive the truth how do you mean Salma?" tanya Dance.

"Had it, we ate it first, because the story also needs energy," Salma did not answer the question of Dance, she instead kekeh invites Tari to eat.

"Geez, you're talking as if you don't have any energy at all" parrot Dari.

"My energy was up to strengthen last night" Salma said.

"What did you do last night? the feeling last night you went also to eat and that means you are full of energy, why so run out of energy like this?" Dance felt increasingly strange and curious about what happened last night.

"The food is delicious and makes full energy, but ngadepin son of Ummi whose sharp gaze makes my energy drained," helas Salma.

"Huh? how could that be?" lirih Tari increasingly felt strange with Salma's speech that now had walked first to take some food that he wanted to eat and enjoy it in a normal place he enjoyed food.

"Eat a lot! let's be strong in reality" cried Mbok Bat who happened to pass next to Salma while patting his shoulder slowly.

"Astaghfirullah, Mbok Bat!" exclaimed Salma surprised by the sudden arrival of Mbok Bat.

"Why?" sahut Mbok Bat relaxed without any guilt even though it has surprised Salma.

"Mbok, just ngagetin," lamented Salma.

"Si Mbok can, anyone who daydreams, Salma is just being fervent to enjoy the food that Mbok cook this, because Mbok Bat cuisine tastes really good," said Salma made Mbok Bat smile because of it.

"It's hard to continue eating! Mbok wants to continue washing dishes." Pamit Mbok Bat's.

"Couldn't eat either?" salma's question prevented Mbok Bat's step to go to the dishwasher.

"Mbok has eaten just now because you and Tari are busy serving the students," replied Mbok Bat then left Salma.

"I know you're tired of Salma, but there's no need to leave me too" grumbled Tari who had just come up with a full serving of food on her plate.

"You're late" said Salma casually as he continued his meal.

"Your basic shhh, unfaithful friend," Dance still grumbled but this time Salma chose to remain silent about Dance.

Breakfast this time really filled with drama, Salma who is usually relaxed and not much to say now sounds complaining, Kafa really makes Salma run out of energy, he said, somehow Salma passed her next life if she was really a match for Kafa.

"Salma's mother!" call a santri when he sees Salma going to the bathroom.

"Yes, what's wrong with you?" salma stopped his steps.

"Mbak is called Mas Kafa, he said there is a need and Mbak told to meet him in the backyard!" answer The Santri.

"Astaghfirullah, this more ordeal? early in the morning was called the sharp eye," complained Salma.

"Sharp eyes how does it mean Sister Salma?" ask the santri who delivered a message from Kafa.

"Eh no, I just want to say, oh yeah Mommy can't I ask for help?" salma asked with a hopeful expression.

"Solicit what's your help?" Santri asked again.

"Please tell Mas Kafa that I'm in the bathroom again, say just take a shower and I'm a little late! are you going to help me?" salma.

"But I'm afraid of your sins, I'm sorry, yes" he subtly refused.

"Please donk! I just finished cooking in the cafeteria, not yet a grandson face and change clothes, my body feels so sticky, do you not pity to see me, my face is also dull," Salma showed a hearty facial expression for the santri to say what he said.

"Alright, I'll say it, but Sister Salma don't take a long shower! pity Mas Kafa if you have to wait a long time, because maybe he needs something so call Mbak Salma," the santri message that sounds so attentive to Kafa the sharp eye.

'Hadeuch, Kayak Kafa aja pity, it should be me, ishhh poor this time of my fate,' salma's mind with a parched expression now on her face as a result of her deepening.

"Salma's mom is okay, right?" reprimanding Sang Santri who saw Salma daydreaming while showing his sad face.

"It's okay, I'm good, just calm down, don't forget my message to Mas Kafa!" salna's Message.

"And one more, thank you very much" exclaimed Salma stopping his steps and turning towards the Dantri who was still silent in the place not moving one bit.

"Yes" he replied in a slightly loud voice as Salma had walked away from where he stood.