The Love of the Former

DCSM chapter 23

#Love comes without knowing the place, the time and the atmosphere. Love, too, will enter uniting something impossible according to man himself. However, who would have thought the power of love is more powerful than just the gaze of the eye.#

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"Ar, is there a show tomorrow?" Rini's mom approached me.

"Why mbak?"

" One time to go to my house"

"If I play, what do you want to give me?"

" We cook at home, Ar. But you have to stay home. We're off to work from my house together."

"Later I try to say goodbye to mom. How will I tell you again." I said in the end.

"Yes, really Ar. We'll play at the Imam's place too." Smirks.

I just grinned at his words. I never thought about getting there.

Hanto came to disrupt my daydreams. The order he brought with him was all my part. In the end, I no longer had time to reflect or daydream.

"Sir, we'll have lunch if I may know?"

"A.. " I just wanted to answer, but my words stopped once Ms Sri had given her answer.

"Eat the only one asked, here you are if you are free mbok yes nanya. What is mom busy? someone can help what cake. Even the one who asked about the food first. If I take a bite to cook, you know the taste later."

"You're just asking, ma'am hehehe." Hanto scratched his non-itchy head.

"Already, the important thing is that there will be food that can be eaten. Now help me prepare the same spoon as the gap, your order will soon be finished."

"Yes ma'am yes. Oh, my God, this is getting caught again."

I smiled at their discussion. A separate entertainment as a saturated temple. There are debates that sometimes make me laugh even to the point of crying.

"Sir, can I have a sambel?" Hanto approached me and spoke half a whisper.

"What are you doing, To?" Ask wonder.

"Every night at home there was a lecture. There are a few pieces of chicken left. I brought her here, made extra side dishes for lunch later.

" Raw sambel?( sambel terasi with tomatoes + chili directly crushed without boiling or fried)

"If I could be mbak."

"It's not okay, To. But the meal time is still long, while the raw sambel will not be able to last long. He'll change his smell and taste, no longer as fresh as it is today."

"Oh that's to mbak, yes already if you can't mbak."

"If you want to do it later. Just the time to take the ration all of you do not make it. If you want to sambel raw lo ya. If you want to be taken now, yes mending take sambel mateng aja. It's still on the frying pan, I just finished making it."

(Sambel mateng is a term for sambel which all ingredients are fried or first. After all the ingredients are finely kneaded, everything will be re-fried while adding seasoning.)

"May I mbak, whichever one wants my love to take it." His grin revealed his big teeth.

"Come on, piye to. Kok no stand, do not get to use your ulekan later. If you want to sambel mateng yes there you take it yourself, do not spoiled me anymore busy." My sewot.

Instead of being angry, Hanto instead chuckled as he went to take a small container for his sambel.

"Eh uh you've been here for a long time in the kitchen to. Turns out my ayank's temptation, ask me not what boxing?" The priest came glaring at his eyes.

I laughed heartily at their unfortunate debate.

"Yank, don't want to dong deket deket same Hanto. Ckck I'm jealous of this." Diligent while reaching for the glass and start concocting drinks in his order.

"Yes yes. Next time he comes I'll cover my face with the pot so I don't see him."

I arranged Hanto's order at the serving plate and gave it to Hanto to be arranged in a tray.

There was laughter from another friend listening to me. I just smiled in response to the Imam's protesting gaze.

"Don't be naughty." He said while peeping at the top of my head.

After that he breezed away with a drink ordered by hotel guests with Hanto who was also finished with a large tray filled with food.

"Hee, kiss the mulch of work huh. Workplace too, later don't give ass a new skillet tau tasa. Here again, let's kiss." Bu Sri came with his fierce face.

#Love does not know the place and time of mom, really yes wkwkwwk