The Thorn in the Family

About Strudel

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A few minutes passed by Bude and his family were still reluctant to leave the terrace of his house, bude deliberately put all the food brought from Malang right in front of him sitting. So that neighbors who pass by can see the luxury.

Ya bude sat cross-legged holding a box of fairly large strudels and some other food and drink that surrounded him. Do not forget to wear a negligee of large red flowers as a shirt of greatness. Understandably his fat body makes him not free to dress except with a loose negligee. In addition, the gold necklace that is circular around his neck dangles so long that it makes the bude increasingly look confident.

His smile was perfect.

Hair on the spool upwards with a red blushing lipstick.

You guys ask for the bracelet?

Yes bude wearing a bracelet, which is said to be bought by Udin mas from his hard work during the last few years, is in his right and left hands with a size above normal.

Meanwhile, at the end of the yard, it was seen that Ipul had just returned from a ball training activity that was routinely done once a week in his school, he said, Pulled home on foot with shoes on his right and left hands.

His eyes were fixed on his brother's house that was gathered together on the terrace, because this was indeed a rare thing. Pakde and budenya families usually prefer to stay indoors and minimize interaction with neighbors around unless something is beneficial for them.

Slowly, Iul approached and greeted them.

“Assalamu'alaikum pakde, bude mas Udin”, hay Ipul smilingly waved his hand at them.

“Wassalamualaikum, just returned le?”. Ask pakde baba-basi.

“Ngeh pakde bar home ini”, Ipul also sat on the terrace.

His eyes were again disturbed when he saw a lot of food and drinks on the terrace.

“If the school does not play, what kind of school at this time just returned home”. Bude said that without seeing Ipul and busy chewing the strudel in his lap.

“See tuh mas Udin, first if the school is where there is playfulness or go home late”.

“The child is diligent pinter too, try to see now that successful people can nyenengin his family, can buy a lot of food like this”. Bude said by pointing to all the food in front of him.

Not wanting to argue, Ipul just nodded his head.

“If you go home to school directly take a shower there, where the smell of clothes is like a slobber napkin (dirty lap)”. Bude said with a grunt annoyed to see a shabby Ipul after playing ball.

Unable to stand the series of lectures that were thrown by his bud, Ipul quickly moved from his seat and left the family without pleasantries.

“Basic children do not know politely go nyelonong just not pamit”. said Bude who is still very clearly heard in the ears of Ipul.

Meanwhile, along the road to his house which was only a few steps away, Ipul snorted with annoyance and cursed with many words.

“Basic stingy showman, if you want to show off it should be ready to share with others or at least nawari so. Hem was showing off but secretly there was no talk for just nawarin. Yes Allah has a brother near one, how miraculous his behavior”. Grumpy Ipul with the face that has been bent until bent.

“What the hell is Pul?, home-plang already ranting not clear”. Greet the mother who was sweeping the living room of our house.

“Bude family that lo bu, again eating Strudel and other snacks on the terrace, there Ipul just came home where there is in for just tawari aja not”.

“Halahlah, maybe bude just buy a little morean eat so only later buy yourself ask in buy mbakmu”.

“Not a problem later can buy yourself or not bu, but at least fellow sadara will have to share with each other. As you said a few days ago if what you eat should be pakde jga takem”.

Silent.

His upset heart made Ipul just look away and quickly headed to the bathroom to clean himself.

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In the evening the pangs of Ipul last afternoon did not subside as well, this time he kept silent in the room staring at the ceiling of his room which came from the bamboo ranks without a ceiling.

“Why do you have to have a house close to pakde?”.

“Why did God also predestine me to be brothers with strange creatures like them”.

In the daydream that has spread everywhere, suddenly there is an incoming call from the mother.

With a swift hand outstretched to grab his phone that was under the pillow.

“Assalamualaikum mbak”.

“Wassalamualaikum Pul, how are you?”. Tanya Tari is so excited because for almost a week this has not had time to contact her sister directly.

“The news is not good mbak”. Answer with sadness.

“What else is pul?”. Bethari who was there stroked his chest.

Oh God what else is this.

“Mbak Dance ever eat strudel?”.

“Earlier,why deck?”.

Like that a brother sometimes calls the name of the sister directly, sometimes if you remember the status will call with the name of the sister.

“How does it taste?”.

“Enak”.the answer is short and flat.

“Enak once mbak?”. by swallowing the saliva of Ipul imagine the cake is long and melted with a cheese wrapped in it.

“Ya good deck, do not use once the name alone food yes delicious course”.

“A few days ago, the bude family was on a family vacation to Malang and just came home this morning”.

“Trus?”.tanya Dance with curiosity.

“Ya bude bring by-by lots and lots”. Ipul told me about the incident that happened this afternoon.

Hearing the words of his younger brother hurt so much, his fingers firmly squeezed the tip of the BebyDoll he was using.

“Bad this person, when I have something directly brought home without permission and without sports, turn to have something stingy nauzubillah”. Bati Tari in my heart tried to calm down.

“Did bude not share the strudel with the mother of the deck?”.

“Tak no mbak at all, I do not receive a bitpn souvenirs from them”.

Wah really is a Tari grouch.

“Ya already do not think, mbak will often Tasks in Malang now, later if you go there mbak buy for you a lot so you can share with neighbor”.

“Truly mbak?”. Ipul replied with a smiling tone.

“Iya really, later remind again when mbak again in Malang so do not forget”.

“Siap mbak”.

“You don't forget to learn that pinter ya titip mother as long as mbak not at home”.

“Siap mbak”.