The Thorn in the Family

Morning Srapan

..."A host will not betray a guest by hiding food"....

“Ah no”.

“If no guests come why cook this much bu?”.

“Usually mom also cooks this Tar, the difference today with a menu that is a little more delicious mumpung you at home”.

“Why do you have to cook this much?, is not there only mother and Ipul at home, while Mbah also can not eat foods like this”.

I asked who was confused.

“Wait a minute you also know the reason why mothers cook a lot like this every day.

“What every day?”.

I quickly obeyed my mother's orders, helping to cook all the groceries we bought at the market earlier. Cooking one by one the food menu that has been set by the mother. Almost two hours passed all the food was served very neatly at the dining table.

Actually not a dining table either, just a small table where to put some cooked food. During this time if we eat will usually sit down while watching television, or if eating with large families while gathering we will roll out the carpet and eat in the living room.

“Tar don't forget the fruit in peel ya”. Tell mom to hand me one big watermelon.

Quickly I grabbed the watermelon and peeled it into small pieces, I cut only one-fourth of the fruit. Because it is so big in size. The rest I put in the fridge.

The smell of cooking has been smelled so fragrant, all are lined up neatly complete with fruit and warm drinks. I leaned on the chair in the kitchen for a moment to release the sultry after cooking, understand us to cook using a furnace or with wood.

Swiping the sweat droplets that soaked my forehead.

A few minutes later.

“Assalamualaikum”. Sapa Bude who came with a family complete with pakde and his two children.

Oh sir's son there are three coincidences that the eldest is still asleep because of work in the night.

“Wassalamaicum”.

“That smells so good this cuisine”.

Pakde Dar quickly grabbed the plate on the table and took the food. Without permission and ask permission in advance pakde Dar immediately take a meal.

“Nak buk e”. That's about the conversation I had with Pakde Dar and Bude Murni.

Bude Murni quickly grabbed the plate and took the food on the table. Not to forget they brought food for their two children.

It was amazing that I was quite astonished by what they were doing, they all took with a hefty portion like never eating alone.

“Tar fruit there is only this what?”.

“There bude moment Dance get it first”.

I came back with some of the fruit I bought at the market and served it on the table.

Bude Murni quickly took the same as pakde Dar they ate up all the fruit that I just took earlier.

You ask me where when Bude Murni and Pakde Dar eat at home?.

Mother was wiping the altar, replacing her clothes and feeding it with warm porridge that had just been cooked.

Mother was so sincere wholeheartedly taking care of Mbah even though she never cared about her family. While pakde who is also the first child of Mbah does not care about it at all. Pakde came to the house just to eat after being full the family group immediately returned to his house.

Not to forget before returning home Pure bude wrapped a serving of rice complete with fish to eat her son number three, coincidentally that morning did not wake up so did not eat at my house.

“Tar bude bring the fruit ya”. Pure bude's permission to me.

I thought Bude would bring the fruit on the table, it turns out I was wrong bude took the fruit in the refrigerator.

“Jeez what every day do they do this?”.

I squeezed my hand, irritated by their greedy behavior.

After returning Bude Murni and pakde Dar mother just returned to the kitchen to clean up all the leftover food and wash some dirty dishes that were there.

“Bu is every day like this?”.

“Means Tar”?.

“Ya every day pakde Dar family eat here?”.

Hem mother sighed harshly and heavily.

“Yes that's how it is, they will have breakfast or dinner here every day”.

“Does every day mom also cook with a complete menu like this?”.

“Usually the mother will cook a large amount every day, but for the side dishes the mother will adjust the situation. Today I cooked well because you were at Tar's house. I don't want you to be told stingy by the brothers mother”.

“Jeez just pantes every money I send to the faithful mother of the month slalu exhausted not left, whereas I send with a fairly large amount for the size of the cost of living in kampung”.

Reveal me in my heart holding the pain in my chest.

“Why are they eating here mom?, isn't their family's economic situation much better than ours?”.

“Pakde still thinks that Mbah has a lot of money Tar, while Mbah now lives here according to their automatic money mbah mom who manages. While you know yourself Mbah home does not bring anything”.

“Dulu Mbah also once gave a plot of rice fields to the mother when she was young, then the rice field was sold for the treatment of mbah putri who was then in the abode mbak kung playing crazy with other women”.

“They also think that the mother's life is good, you are the only one from the mother's family who can go to high school and work in the office, so they assume your money must be a lot of”.

“Isn't your money a lot nak?”.

Mom asked and smiled at me so sweet.

Not wanting to make mom disappointed and sad I nodded my head.

“Not too many bu, just enough to pray Tari ya bu hopefully the provision smoothly”.

I remembered my current status as unemployed.

“Duh gusti how can this family can live, if I where they lean is shaky and do not have a job”.

The corner of my eyes was dewy as hard as I could try to hold him back from falling in front of mom.

How can they be like this to me while I have to resist and suppress all my own desires, even to eat alone I am too frugal extraordinary, hoping at home can eat with fullness.

Surely full of my mother's brothers.

I looked annoyed at the house of Mr. Dar who sounded boisterous enjoying the watermelon I bought earlier.

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