THE NOURA VAN KEMMERS

Mama's sick

"You're still busy?" noura's voice surprised me. He suddenly appeared tonight. Sitting on the edge of the bed with a sad face.

"I'm sorry. My work is a lot. I promise, if all my work is done, we go for a walk!" I smiled at him trying to comfort him.

"I'm just lonely Bayu. I miss talking to you. Every night, I can only peek at your busyness. I wanted to talk to you but you didn't want to be disturbed. You look so serious."

"Patience, Beautiful. If my work project is done, I will take some time for you. We'll talk again and I'll listen to all your stories. You don't lash anymore, yeah!" softly said. Slowly, a smile began to crack at the corner of his lips. In my heart, I really want to laugh. It turned out that a ghost as beautiful as Noura could be possessive as well. Not much different from humans. Hahaahahaha. As I ignored him, he started to protest and lash out. Exactly like Friska used to be a cuckoo and quiet me at that time, when I was busy and a lot of work.

The sound of Mama's screams surprised me. Duh, Mama why the hell. Always screaming. The sound of his scream that is so typical makes my heart feel like it wants to be dislodged. Can't Mama just call me on the phone? the screams made me uncomfortable.

I rushed to the kitchen. My mom seemed to be talking to some people. Looks like Mpek-Mpek customers.

"What the hell is it, Mah? bayu's ears aren't deaf, Mah. Mama does not need to call Bayu with a thunderous voice so," I teach Mama with a face bete and upset.

"Oh yeah...Lebai. Thundering whats. My mom's voice is like this. That's why you are called a parent, hunt nyamperin cake! not intentionally too long!" Mama no less fiercely responded to my words. Aah, it feels free to argue with Mama.

"This is Rara's mother. He wants to help out here. Incidentally, Mama does need an additional assistant. You know, every day the Mpek-Mpek order continues to grow. If it's just Mama, Mama Rahmi and Mbak Siti don't seem to be able to deh. Mama needs an extra worker. Besides, Ms. Rahmi also still has to handle laundry and ironing. You also have to cook to eat your family. If Ms. Siti took care of everything, obviously she wouldn't be able to," Mama introduced a woman in her thirties to me.

"Mbak Rara is ready to stay he said. Thank God, then, Siti's mom has a friend. The house is also more crowded, right," said Mama again.

"Where is she left?" my many.

"Kampung Semak" replied the woman.

Semak Village..Which area is it? A unique name, I murmured in my heart. Rara's mother also passed to the back room that will be occupied. From the story of Mama, Rara's mother was working at Bu Warsito's house. Bu Warsito is the chairman of RW who is also Mama's favorite customer of Mpek-Mpek. And Bu Warsito's family will move to Semarang next month. And he offered his housekeeper to work for Mama. And Mama agreed. The ART named Mbak Rara also agreed.

Mama also told me that Mbak Rara preferred to stay over the night rather than go home. In addition to saving money, there are other reasons. Avoiding her husband. Sister Rara's husband is not working and lazy. And that makes it stifling and unsettled.

Hopefully with a new assistant staying, the strangeness of Mbak Siti can be immediately seen. At least there are those who can suspect directly and can show evidence of strangeness. All this time the only suspect is me and Noura, I said in my heart.

"Mama's so pale?" my many.

"Mama's not feeling well, Bay. Mama's head feels dizzy. Fever, all over the body feels pain and stiffness all. But, order more like this," Mama replied while massaging her back.

"Mama just rest. Don't be so scared, Mah. Your health is more important. Take her to the doctor Mah!" I felt Mama's forehead with the back of my hand.

That's my Mama. If you are not sick, you may not rest. Mama has been very strong all this time. Producing large quantities of Mpek-Mpek every day. For Mama, consumer satisfaction is the most important. Mama is very caring for the quality of Mpek-Mpek products that he made.

Every day the odds increase, even the number is crazy. And that made Mama even more excited. Every day the time is devoted to producing Mpek-Mpek. And of course, revenue is growing. Mama looks so enthusiastic. Even plan to continue to expand his business.

"You sick, Bay?" ask Noura.

"Yes. Poor Mama. Looks like a tasting."

"I remember my mother first. My mother is a perfectionist woman. Always supervise domestic work even though it has been done all by the workers. But my mom was very good to the workers. Never scold them harshly. Even Mama often gives them gifts" Noura said with a bright look. The view is circulated throughout the kitchen and dining room. As if to relive the memories of the warmth of his family.

"That's it. Your mama's happy there" I patted her on the shoulder.

"Bay, I heard your strange assistant muttering to herself" Noura said.

"What murmured?" my many.

"He speaks for himself. He said it's only fitting that your mama's efforts are growing rapidly. It was only fitting that every day the order continued to grow, it must have something to do with the mystical aura in this house. What does he mean he said all that to my house?" Noura started to look riled up.

"Did Siti really say that? you heard it yourself?" ask again.

"Yes. I'm not lying, Bayu. With a sinister face, the woman spoke to herself. He blames this house. He seems to suspect this house. But I don't understand what he means. Then he crouched for a long time in the backyard, busy prying the ground," Noura replied.

"We have to investigate the woman. My suspicions are getting stronger. The woman seemed to have other intentions and purposes to be in this house. When are we gonna investigate that woman again?" Noura whispered in my ear.

I realize my busyness has really been seized lately. To the extent that I missed my time to investigate Ms. Siti. Noura and I were very anxious to trap him. But how?

I was still standing in the kitchen with Noura, when the side door opened and there appeared a figure we suspected from behind the door. I look at the eyes of Mbak Siti staring sharply at Noura.

"Where's Ma'am?" my many.

"Buy plastic for packing," he replied flatly.

Seriate.