THE PEBINOR
Chapter 8 - THE PEBINOR
The next day, Arvin was playing the guitar on the porch of his house, when his eyes saw Dion leaving in his teacher's uniform. Like her today, the man began to teach.
"Starting teaching, Bang?" Ask Arvin kindly.
"Yes, first of all, the bad luck." Dion answered while driving his motorbike at medium speed.
"Bag.." Shouted Melisa from inside the house, the woman ran out intending to catch up with her husband, but unfortunately her husband was gone.
"Well, how's dong?" Murmuring the woman while biting her finger, she was perplexed at this moment.
"Why, mbak?" Tanya Arvin, seeing the woman agitated on the porch of the house makes her wonder, as well as curious.
"Eehh, this gas in the house runs out, Vin."
"Continue?" Ask Arvin again.
"Mas Dion has bought a new one, but Ma'am can't cook it." Answer Melisa.
"Ohh, yeah let me put it up." Bargain Dion while saving his guitar.
"Thank you, Vin. Sorry to take nicotine, because I'm afraid of my own masang."
"Yes, gapapa mbak." Answer Arvin. The young man walked slowly and entered Melisa's house.
"What to cook, mbak?" Ask Arvin while he is grinning.
"The same gambas stir-fry coke shrimp, Vin." Melisa replied, taking the new gas canister from the warehouse. Arvin also removed the hose that is fused with gas, if prying red rubber using a fork.
"This simpen, ma'am. Maybe later the gas is leaking, if it leaks it must be replaced by rubber."
"Ohh yeah, thanks Vin." Melisa replied, she also took the gas rubber offered by Arvin and stored it somewhere, maybe later she needed it.
Arvin carefully installed the new gas, while Melisa he stood some distance away from where Arvin installed the gas. He was afraid when he saw people installing gas, but nothing would happen if he was used to installing it himself.
"Already, madam. Try on his life's stove." Pinta Arvin, only then did Melisa dare to approach, she tried to turn on her stove and live again.
"Thank you, Vin. Had breakfast?" Melisa asked, she felt bad not to offer the young man. Moreover, he had already troubled her.
"Then, madam. Just haven't had a coffee." Reply Arvin while grinning.
"Yes, I'll make it. Just wait a minute, in front."
"Thank you, mbak."
"Together." Melisa replied, Arvin went from the kitchen to the living room. He sat down while circulating his gaze, his usual abandoned house is now in magic into a very comfortable, clean and tidy house.
Though initially only uninhabited house, dirty filled with dust scattered everywhere. But, in just a few days in magic become a decent dwelling.
"This is the coffee, same snack." Melisa offered a cup of black coffee and a plate of fried bananas she had just made, still warm, even still steaming.
"Thank you, Ma'am."
"Yes, have you eaten seriously? I haven't eaten yet."
"Yaudah, you can eat. I'm just tenin." Melisa nodded, then went to the kitchen to take rice and stir-fried gambas that she managed to turn off.
Melisa takes her to the living room and eats her voraciously, until she doesn't realize it's being seen by Arvin.
Honestly, he felt surprised, when he saw correctly, that Melisa was shopping for good food, such as meat, fish, and eggs. But Melisa instead ate with a sauteed gambas, indeed there was her shrimp, but only a few seeds, she saw herself in the pan.
"Sir, kok eat it just the same stir-fry vegetables doang. I bought meat from a vegetable." Ask Arvin curiously.
"Bak's okay, right?"
"Of course, why?" Answer Melisa slowly.
"Don't lie to yourself, Ma'am. Hard when in the pendam myself."
"Hmm, I'm fine, Vin." Melisa answered with her answer, she did not want to talk about her husband's problems. In any case, this is the disgrace of his household with Dion, there should be no outsiders who know this.
"Yes, if you don't want a gapapa story." Melisa just smiled a little, she stirred the rice and vegetables on her plate. Her appetite is lost instantly, not because of Arvin's questions, but because of her domestic problems with Dion.
They were married because of an arranged marriage, but after a few years together, were there not a few feelings for him? Don't give her affection, the man tends to hate her.
"It's a nice fried banana, mbak."
"That's the banana of the king of Bu Amel."
"Ohh bananas from RT ma'am yeah." Arvin replied while nodding his head, he knew while taking this banana in the garden yesterday.
"Yes, he said he mateng on the tree so sweet."
"Yes, the fruit that ripens on the tree is delicious, sweet because it's picked when it's time." Answer Arvin.
"Heem, yes Vin." Melisa replied, she finished her meal quickly. Although not tasteful, but anyway his stomach must be filled.
"I'll go home first, ma'am."
"Yes Vin, thanks for the gas."
"Sama-sama." Arvin replied, the young man went from Melisa's house.
"Arvin? What about Neng Melisa's house?" Asked Ms. RT with a probing look.
"Let's get a gas cylinder, ma'am."
"Ohh yeah already." Ms. RT replied, the middle-aged woman entered Melisa's house after calling her name several times and was allowed to enter.
"Miss Melisa.."
"Eehh Bu RT, come in ma'am." Take Melisa, Ms. RT came in and sat in the living room. Melisa just finished cleaning the table, used coffee cups.
"What's up, Mom?" Melisa asked while putting a cup of warm tea on the table for Ms. RT.
"Here, a weekly massage of less than two people. Neng Meli wants to follow."
"How many weeks is it, ma'am?"
"It's only 25 grand, Neng. If you follow two, so 50 thousand a week." Replied Bu Amel, the woman was his wife Pak Maman, the head of RT in this village.
"I gave permission to go with Mas Dion, Mom. He was afraid he wouldn't let."
"Ohh yes already, if you want to follow the list. I want to make sure next time someone wants to follow me too."
"Yes, Mom." Melisa also drove the departure of Bu RT to the terrace, after she left the woman went back into the house.
Actually, she wanted to follow her arisan but considering her husband was so calculating, she was afraid that her husband was angry and hurt her as already, so she should ask permission first, she said, if allowed, he will sign up.
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