The Unconsidered Bungsu

CHAPTER 112 Sleepiness

After our conversation with Ms. Hartati last afternoon, tonight mas Basuki her husband will return to Surabaya, where his office is now. It just so happened that mom and dad were chatting on the porch over coffee.

" Mr. Wahyu, Ms. Wahyu, I'm sorry to go back to Surabaya. Nitip wife same kids hehe." He said goodbye to mom and dad. Hartati followed behind him. I was the same as Nia coming out and standing at the door.

" You want to go back to, don't think you want to wait until tomorrow's circumcision." Mother commented.

" No ma'am, I'm just taking my wife and kids. You can't leave yet. Tomorrow I want a new circumcision here again all take a leave of absence." Mas Basuki told me why.

" Kok was not last afternoon home, is tomorrow not tired so until the house immediately went to work." Dad chimed.

" Now if the toll can be faster sir, God willing before 3 am has arrived. There's still time for a break." Basuki explained again.

" Be careful then, son Basuki," said the father.

" Yes sir thank you" he said and shook hands with mom and dad.

They returned and headed to the car. Before long Dirja and Pak Dirja came out followed by two grandchildren. Mas Basuki saluted and kissed their hands. Then he kissed Ernest, Ronald and most recently Tatik.

" Be careful, Pah" she told her husband. Mas Basuki nodded then got into the car. Slowly he left the yard of Dirja's house.

Me and Nia went in and continued watching television. I shifted the channel to my favorite comedy show. Ma'am Nia chose to enter the room. Dad and mom are still on the porch, apparently talking to Dirja's mom. But I didn't hear Dirja's voice. It might be true said his mother was a little stiff, hihi.

During the commercial break I took a hape in the room. I want to chat the same mas Raka, maybe not yet asleep because the clock on the phone points to the number 20.15. I open WhatsApp, very fitting Raka again online.

[Mas Raka, I haven't slept yet ] Send. A few seconds read.

[Not yet, playing games. You have not slept yet either ]

[I want the same story as Raka . Just look no, when I drove home there was a woman who was watered plants in the yard of the house Bu Dirja. It was Ernest's mother ]

[Oh that, yes, just look. He's the one with the white car, yeah, the one we saw last night. Continue to why ]

[So afternoon he came here, Mas, looking for me. He said his brother Ernest's next week wants circumcision. I was asked to help him prepare food and drinks for guests ] [How do you think Mas, may I help them ]

[How did it go to me, how did you. If I can, time to help a close neighbor I forbid . Sin dong I 😊 ]

[It's true, but on Sunday night tomorrow we can't meet 😉 ]

[Yes really cantiiik, we often do not meet on Sunday night. At least tomorrow I'll spend the day in your shop, like that ]

[Okay, thank you for understanding. Maaaakiiin love same kamyu 😍 ]

[Widiih has dared to gombalin me yes hmmm ]

[Wkwkwkk who dong teacher 😄 ]

[Yes now I want to sleep yes, let the body fresh tomorrow when leaving for work ]

[Okey, bye 😘 ]

[ 😘🥰😍 ] I smiled seeing his last chat, always full of emojis.

Before I went to bed I looked at my mother and father who were still on the porch. Apparently there is no ma'am Dirja.

" Dad, mom, I'm still outside anyway. It's night look after health." I rebuke them to come in soon.

" Yes, this is also coming in. There was Dirja ma'am was not good if left behind," said mother then took a cup and plate on the table and brought it in.

Dad closed the gate first and then came in. Do not forget to lock the door and close the curtains.

" No need to lock Joni has not come home yet" said the mother who returned from the kitchen after putting dirty dishes and cups.

" It will be with Nia. Danger if it's unlocked, it's night." Father said as he went into the bedroom, mother also came in.

I turned off the television, and I took the phone I put on the couch and went to sleep. Ms. Nia is still in the room to put Arkana to sleep, maybe kebablasan also brushed.

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" Wah mbak Tatik bothered to give food. Yesterday I was just giving a gift," I said. I put down the broom I held and then received it.

" No hassle, I happened to buy yesterday when shopping at the market. It's good for ngeteh early in the morning hehe," said mbak Tati then turned around.

" Yes, thank you, Ma'am" I cried before he entered the house. " Together" he replied.

A few days later, Friday morning at breakfast in the kitchen I talked to Sri's mother who was washing the tableware.

" Tomorrow I can't go to the warung, Madam Sri. Neighbor in front of the house to be circumcised, I was asked to help if there are guests." I told him Saturday's plan.

" The front neighbor of the house is not the same Dirja ma'am as his High School grandson ? Has he not been circumcised yet ? " ask Sri a little confused. I am laughing amusedly.

" Hihi is not Ernest but his sister. Last night he came with his parents. Now on school holidays. The plan wants to circumcise here, even though the 7th grade wants to go up to the 8th grade hehehe."

" It's alot dong, haha ! It used to be still afraid maybe, if it was new Junior High embarrassed if his friend asked, has circumcision not yet ? Finally asking to be circumcised." Ma'am Sri responded to my story.

" Said his mother too." I justify.

Food stalls are not so crowded on Fridays. We can be a bit relaxed because the dishwasher is also not so much as usual.

The afternoon after Friday prayers mas Raka sent a message to me.

[Aira, later after work I stopped by the stall ] I answered immediately.

[Okay, I'll wait ]

[Okay baby, I'll have lunch first. Just finished Friday prayers ]

[Good eat Mas Raka ]

I smiled to myself. It must be because tomorrow I'm all day helping Hartati so today he wants to see me. Mas Raka.. mas Raka, can not just meet me a day, hehe.

Sister Sri was about to wash the dishes while I just finished ablution.

" Have you started praying? " ask him.

" Yes, mbak Sri eat first, then replace the finished prayer I help wash as usual." I gave a proposal.

" Mr Aira is the only one who eats let me pray first" he asked.

" But I've been aborted later. Already ah I want to enter," I said and rushed into the room where the prayer. Immediately I put on my face and started praying.

After praying, having lunch and helping Sri mbak wash dishes I placed the body in the room while opening the phone. It just so happens that there are no buyers. Mother was chatting with mbak Wiwit while mbak Sri again prepared spices for fried food tomorrow morning.

I opened WhatsApp and took a fancy look at the status of my friends. They have not peeked at their activities for a long time. Some make me laugh but not a few make me jealous. My eyes felt heavy and finally fell asleep.

I don't know how many minutes I've been closed, I suddenly heard someone waking me up gently.

" Aira, wake up baby. Aira, I bought meatballs this afternoon." I opened my eyes slowly, still unaware of who was approaching me.

Slowly my eyes began to clear, I observed again someone who was still shaking my body.

" Raka, I'm already here. What time is it? " I grabbed my phone and saw it on the screen. Turns out it's 16:10 .

" It's 4pm, you haven't prayed. There prayer used to end that we eat meatballs together." Mas Raka helped me stand up because I was still a bit unsteady. I don't usually sleep in the shop for long. Probably because of the lunch.

After praying it turns out Raka mas has prepared meatballs in the bowl. He also took a spoon and fork. I sit and eat. Hmm, so sweet lest there be anything.

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It was gaes. It will be connected again.