The Sigadis Narcissistic Eggplant Garden
Part 48's
🍃 Calcined 🍃
Now Miftah has arrived in the kitchen with the mother who is still faithful to hold her hand and look bi Ati which has since turned out to be almost ready with the cuisine.
"Lho... How did the cooking grow up a little early?" ask mom a little disappointed.
"Oh! sorry madam I think later the mistress will definitely have a guest so I took the initiative to cook early so that the guests do not have to wait longer," he explained.
"Oh that... Well... We're not cooking!" sad for my mom.
"Mommy's not going to be tonight either... Partially if later tonight we are not too hot.." entertain Miftah with a sweet smile.
"You're right! yes already if so we sit behind the house aja yok while enjoying the view of the park," he asked and Miftah just nodded his sign in agreement.
"Yes, if so we go first... Aunty please continue okay," said the mother while embracing Miftah with happiness.
"I'm sorry lady for making your own decision! next time I'll ask the new mistress to act first," the response felt bad.
"It's bi... No need to think about it anymore... We will be able to cook together another time like what Miftah said earlier," he said while staring in the shade towards Miftah.
"Oh yes! you guys haven't met, have you?" ask the madam and they just nod while saying "yes yet," simultaneously.
"Gee... Just met but already compact," laughs madam.
"No mistress." elak bi Ati.
"It's no papa kok bi.." said Miftah soothing and aunty just smile while saying "thank you."
After getting acquainted for a while they paid for the last time to bi Ati then began to walk towards the security behind the house and how surprised Miftah when seeing the beauty of the friend.
Colorful flowers have bloomed beautifully giving a opiate-making fragrance to anyone who accidentally inhales them.
The butterflies and bees are working hard to help pollination in order to get the rewards of the flower in the form of very sweet honey.
They just keep flying from one flower to another, making Miftah who saw it so eager to touch the beautiful butterfly.
Suddenly a white butterfly perched on her hijab.
"Gee... Mif! in your head there are butterflies tau.." said mama a little slowly.
"Really ma? Miftah really wants to see it," he said, who also helped slow down the sound of being alone - the butterfly was not surprised and instead flew away.
Mama nimbly immediately took her kemera then without Miftah realizing.
"Click,"
The sound of the camera portrait makes Miftah respect turn to another direction so that the butterfly so fly away but it actually makes the photo more beautiful because the expression of Miftah and butterflies like being looked at until the wings so it looks very clear when widened.
"Yes my... The picture is so good this," said mama was satisfied with the portrait.
"Cooking yes ma," surprised Miftah while continuing to look at the butterflies that have flown further and further.
Now the two men are sitting relaxed on a long sofa chair while enjoying a hot day accompanied by a glass of cold tea.
"Oh yes Miftah! why don't you continue planting eggplants back?" asked the curious mother.
"It's ma... Miftah thinks Miftah would want to come here so better Miftah stop first a Miftah hobby," he replied while staring at the mother.
"Well... A pity... Though mama really likes the eggplant of your plant... It's been a good fruit" praise Mama and Miftah just smile happily.
"Oh yes! how about you plant some eggplants again," suggested mama.
"Sorry mom... Not that Miftah wouldn't... But the distance between Miftah's house and my mother is quite far," he said sadly.
"You don't have to be sad like that" comforted the mother.
"You can park your eggplant tree on the ground next to your mother's house... It's empty there's nothing - is it better to use, right? even though it is a little small, the place" continued the mother.
Miftah tried to see the direction in question and he was flabbergasted.
"What's? land that big mama said small? it was even larger many times than my backyard garden," he was astonished to learn that the size of the land was greater than what he had expected.
"But ma did the others not mind? what else is brother Firdaus.." restless.
"You don't have to worry... Mama believes Firdaus has changed! yesterday he must have just misunderstood you." said the mother reassured.
"But ma" Miftah's speech was now cut by him.
"No but - buts! you have to be excited! the other problem you don't have to think about is okay! there will be a mother who will be your fortress! besides mama also likes eggplant as well as others," he explained convincingly while holding tightly Miftah's shoulders.
Miftah was very moved when she heard the words of Mama Firdaus, said, he became very happy as if - will his hurt due to longing for his mother so lost instantly when he saw a shady and loving gaze from him.
"Mama.." said Miftah who without realizing her tears had fallen through her beautiful cheeks.
"Lho! why are you crying, baby?" ask my mom to panic.
"You don't have to panic... Miftah was crying because Miftah was very moved when she heard my mother's words... Miftah felt revived by her mother... If only Miftah could still meet Mama Miftah at least to ask her news but mama did not know where... Papa was so," his sobbing was immediately embraced by mama Firdaus because it also felt sore.
"Yes mama knows! jude, you don't have to be sad anymore... Mama is sure someday you will be able to meet your parents," she said.
"really?" tanya Miftah felt impossible.
"Yes... Nothing in this world is impossible, dear... If you want to try... So before you meet them you should be able to be a successful child first okay!" he was still hugging Miftah.
"Alright mama... Miftah will try to be strong again... Miftah will not want to be a woman who is easily fragile just because of one thing," he asserted while tightening his arms.
Although they had just known but the shade given by mama Firdaus was able to make anyone become frustrated even though he was famous for being cold but for the person he loved the cold it sounds like an impossible thing for those who have already had such sincere affection.
