The Stunning My Life

The Stunning My Life
Visit the Confectionary Place



As per my request at the time. Today Mother Aulia took me to her confection.


When Mother Aulia wanted me to help produce a new product design in De Boutique to check the demand report for goods, I made a request for her.


Because it was difficult to divide my time and put aside my work, I was unable to realize the desire to take a sewing course. I've tried to recant if I should bury that desire. After all, God has also given me something special that has never been imagined in the slightest desire.


At least I want to try and learn to sew at Juna's mother's confectionery even once. I want to feel how the sensation is stepping on the pedal of the sewing machine, how the sensation is cutting the fabric and breaking it. That must be so much fun.


Me and Mother Aulia got out of the car and walked towards a joglo house. In front of the yard there I have heard the rhythm of the sewing machine. Noisy, but I like it.


"Sophia, you sit here first, yes," Mother Aulia asked me to wait in the front seat of the first room of the place.


"Yes, Mother." Reply according.


Mother Aulia smiled, then seemed to walk into the second room.


Five minutes. Mother Aulia came back to me with a middle-aged woman. The woman smiled kindly at me. He wears a new polar kebaya with his hair curled back.


"Sophia, this is Ma'am Asih. He is the right hand of Mother here," said Mother Aulia introduced the middle-aged woman to me.


I quickly shook the hand of Bu Asih. "Sophia," I said kindly introducing myself.


Bu Asih smiled welcoming my handshake so sweet.


"Bu Asih, this is my future daughter-in-law. She wants to learn to sew, she said. Please teach me patiently, yes. Help Sophia so she can," said Mother Aulia gently rubbed my back staring at Bu Asih, her right hand.


"Ready, Buk. Mouthful." Bu Asih's reply sounded medok mixed with Javanese.


"Sophia, Mommy, go straight back, yeah. Later in the afternoon Mother come here again to pick you up."


"Yes, Mother."


"Madam, I nitip Sophia, yes." Mother Aulia smiled at the pink woman.


Mother Aulia also said. Today he had to meet an important investor.


***


I watched the people in the room. They seem to be busy with the sewing machine. Some are in charge of measuring and cutting cloth, some are in charge of hacking, some are in charge of sewing, and many more.


"Non Sophia, would you like me to know the officers here first?" haggar Bu Asih to me.


"No, Mom. They'll disturb them again at work." Answer smiled. "Em...., can Bu Asih directly teach me to sew?"


"Yes, Non. Can."


Ms. Asih also took me to an idle sewing machine. Some officers started to notice me. Their gazes seemed astonished, probably because I looked different myself and foreign.


The confectionary place is in the countryside. Of course I must look flashy. When it comes to looks, I'm more of a modern style with a lavender blazer suit and plain white shirt interiors.


Meanwhile, the women tailors in the confectionery were more into the classic style with loose black cloth pants or also plisket flowers skirts with t-shirt tops. Yes, the most comfortable sewing costume is to use such clothes.


Bu Asih started teaching me how to operate a sewing machine. He was painstaking and slowly trained me. Fifteen minutes. Thirty minutes. I started to do so even though there was a lot of ignorance.


Almost an hour. "Non Sophia doesn't want to rest?" ask Ma Asih to me.


"Later on, Mom. I still want to continue," I said focusing on the sewing machine, then turned to Bu Asih.


The middle-aged woman smiled. "Then I stay, yes. There are a lot of clothes I need to check. Later if Non Sophia needs anything, just call me right away," he told me.


I nodded lightly. "Yes, Mom."


"Anita..," called Bu Asih loudly to a girl who had just turned to him.


The lady approached us too. "Yes, Buk. What's up?" The girl who seemed to be named Anita asked Bu Asih.


"Please accompany Non Sophia, yes," Bu Asih ordered to Anita.


"Non Sophia, if there is a question, just ask Anita," said Bu Asih to me.


"Yes, Mom." Answer smiled.


Bu Asih also excuse me to leave the sewing room.


***


"Anita, it's like the spool's thread ran out. How do I fill it again?" I asked a confectioner's girl.


Anita, the girl seemed to sit quietly on my right side. He was silent not to make the slightest sound to just get acquainted or also ask me pleasantries. He's completely silent.


Anita's face was bent, she didn't answer just to do a reluctant action to tell me. The girl opened a sewing machine section, removed the spool, then replaced it with a new spool that already contained thread.


Anita looked at me hinting that I could continue sewing again. I tried to throw a smile at Anita who seemed to be looking at me with no taste. "Thank you" I said kindly to him. Anita smiled too. But somehow that smile seemed wry.


Ten seconds. "You're the new officer here?" And this time Anita asked me a question.


"No, I'm just gonna try sewing here one day." My answer.


"Huh? Rehearsal?" Anita marvels.


"Yes." Yeah."


Anita clucking. "This is a confection, not a sewing practice. Who are you, anyway? City guy, huh? You're the prayer of Bu Asih?" tanyanya leaned in cynically to pay attention to my clothing style.


It seems like Anita does not like my existence, or is she upset because Bu Asih told her to accompany me to sew? But if you look, Anita was not doing anything. He just stood cross-handed watching his partner do the work.


I just threw a smile and got back busy with that sewing machine.


Five minutes. "An, will it be lunch with Bang Tio and Bang Dadang?" Suddenly a girl came pulling a chair facing Anita.


"So, I'm." Answer Anita jutek. Ah, it seems that girl is indeed a flat person. Unexciting.


I also noticed the two village girls who were chatting. It seems that their age is not much different from mine.


The girl who approached Anita now looked at me. "You're the new officer, huh?" tanyanya smiled. Her tone sounded more polite than Anita's question had been to me.


I also smile. "No, I'm just practicing sewing here." My answer.


"Steaching exercises? You're the prayer, Ma'am Asih, huh?" And again, questions like that were thrown at me again.


I thinned my lips gently


The girl's face looked confused, but she suddenly smiled. "Whose name are you?" askinya.


"My name is Sophia."


"I'm Sri." He introduced himself to a friendly smile.


The mood began to be awkward. Anita's still looking at me. Sri just threw a glance at me and her friend, Anita.


One sec. Two seconds. "Non Sophia, it's time to take a break. What's non-Sophia gonna eat?" ask Ma'am Asih to me who suddenly came.


"Ep.... What the hell, Mom. I want halal origin." Answer smiled.


Ma'am smiled along. "Well, I'll buy you some rice, okay?" bargain me.


I'm nodding. "Yes, Mom. No pa-pa."


Bu Asih also said leave.


I looked at Anita and Sri. The two girls had confused expressions. They must be wondering why Ms. Asih looks so respectful to me. I'm not good to say that I'm actually their boss's future ghost. Later he thought I was arrogant and arrogant.


"I'll excuse you, yeah." I smiled at Anita and Sri, then left them to leave.


***


I stood in the courtyard where the confection was looking at the mountain garden in the front yard. The atmosphere of the village on the slopes of the mountain was really refreshing. If only there were Juna here, it would be more fun to enjoy the view of the village with him.


The confectionary neighborhood was close to the residential area. But the name on the slopes of mountains and villages, the distance of his house is certainly not as close as in the city. Every house is always far away.


I took the phone out of my blazer pocket, then took a selfie against the background of the beautiful flowers. I sent it to Juna.


Sophia: Look, the front garden where your mother's confection is very beautiful.


Write me on the caption of the photo. Well.., it turns out Juna ticked one. I sighed, and put the phone back in my blazer pocket again.


I stepped up to sit on the wooden chair on the front porch of the joglo house. I crossed my legs staring bored at the flower garden that was once fun to look at. Hah, I'm starting to saturate myself.


One minute. Two minutes. Two men came on their own motorcycles. They parked, then walked towards me. Or maybe they want to go inside?


The two men smiled at me. They bowed giving a salute, then walked inside.


Not long after, the two men came back out. And, they came out with Anita as well Sri.


"Sophia? Are you sitting here alone?" ask Sri to me.


"Ah, yes." Answer smiled.


"You know this Neng?" ask one of the men to Sri.


Sri nodded.


The man started smiling. "Ah, know me Sri. My name is Tio." He suddenly asked me to meet.


Tio already thrust his hand at me with a radiant face. I hesitated to shake it too. "Sophia." Why did I introduce myself?


"Udah, don't be long acquaintances," cried one of the other men. "I'm Dadang," he smiled, taking my hand.


I smiled awkwardly. "I'm Sophia."


Tio and Dadang still kept smiling at me. Raut Anita and Sri looked annoyed. Huh, why do I feel so guilty and clumsy?


"Neng Sophia wants to come with us for lunch?" haggard Tio to me.


"Ah no, thank you." I-i refused.


"No pa-pa, Neng Sophia. All of us can get closer" Dadang smiled at me.


I laughed a little uncomfortable. Maybe my laugh sounds weird. These are the guys on why, anyway? I asked inwardly.


"What the hell are you guys. Let's go. This hour of rest is over." Anita.


"Wait a minute, Neng Sophia let him come first," said Dadang as if forcing me.


"Lha Wong Sophia said she didn't want to come with us." Sri also voiced.


"Neng Sophia has lunch?" ask Tio to me suddenly.


I'm shaking.


"Well.., if so come with us. I'll pay you later...." Tio offered to treat me.


"I'm sorry, but I really don't want to come with you for lunch." I continued to politely refuse.


"Come on Neng Sophia...." Dadang begged me.


It feels like a hell of a bitch. But for what? I just feel like those two guys I don't know clearly. I should have immediately escaped before getting acquainted with them. Sucks.


Anita and Sri also looked sullen. Fix, Tio and Dadang must be their bust. Who wouldn't be jealous if they were trying to get close to someone else?


"Of the opo?" asked Bu Asih who had just arrived carrying a black swish pouch.


I walked up to Bu Asih holding his left hand. I hope that Bu Asih can protect me from the coercion of those two strange men.


"You're Non Sophia's seductive, huh?" Bu Asih stared intently at Tio and Dadang after turning my head.


"No, Buk. We're just gonna take Neng Sophia to lunch." Tio replied smiling.


"Here, lunch opo!" Bu Asih. "This is my lunch for Non Sophia." The middle-aged woman showed clearly the swish pouch she had carried upstairs.


Tio and Dadang's faces were bent. It is obvious that they are disappointed.


"You crocodiles do not macem the same village Non Sophia." Bu Asih began to commemorate Tio and Dadang. "Non Sophia's my ex-candidate, Ibuk Bos."


After the expression of Bu Asih, immediately the faces of Anita and Sri were flabbergasted. They were rounding their eyes looking at me. Then the response of Tio and Dadang was no less surprised. They look scared and scared.


Maam Asih also took me inside. I was invited to a private room that seemed like a special room for guests or something.


"Non Sophia had her lunch here, yes. Don't exit. Later if there are bad guys like that could be dangerous," said Bu Asih to me.


"Yes, Mom. Thanks for bothering to buy me lunch."


Ma Asih smiled. "It is my duty to serve Non Sophia like this. This is the boss's order."


***


Around three in the afternoon Mother Aulia arrived. Shortly after that we both said goodbye to Bu Asih and the employees there. Mother Aulia also had time to introduce me as her former candidate to them.


It feels weird. I have not even been bound by anything legitimate with Juna, yet Mother Aulia treated me as if I was really going to be her ex. I hope it will happen right.


Mother Aulia and Father Rei seem to love me so much. Both of Juna's parents were so kind. I didn't even know what else to say. [ ]