The Unconsidered Bungsu

CHAPTER 20 My Life is Starting to Color

The next day after the students came home, I complained to Murni and others about the treatment of Dodi this morning.

" Not to be responded to. Dodi is a playboy.

Almost every teacher who has ever taught here has been seduced." Mama told me about Dodi. We chatted while eating fried food purchased in the canteen of his wife Pak Yanto.

" Yes, I was the first time I got in here was also seduced. Good thing that time I did not respond." said Miss Riris while plucking a rolade. Then Mr. Yanto came in to bring our order 4 bowls of fruit ice.

Mrs Heni has another story.

" If the same I he had not been able to walk. at that time he was just a stage pdkt, with a mode of pretending to look for Miss Diyah. But when I go to the bathroom, she follows. I took a broom and I hit it. Until now he never greeted me again, hahaha. " Mum Heni laughed, remembering Dodi's behavior.

" Maybe he's embarrassed, scared or angry that I hit him. At that time he had not had time to defend himself because there were students who came," continued Heni again.

" Same mbak, this morning he also followed me into class. Mr. Yanto is in the bathroom. Fortunately I got out immediately afraid he was doing something. Not long after that, there were students coming." I told you about what happened this morning.

" What is he doing anyway ? kok every morning momong ponakan," asked me then on mbak Murni. Maybe he knows better because he has been teaching here for a long time. Already well known also with the family of Miss Diyah including Dodi.

" He's got a motorcycle shop, there's employees, too. So if the workshop is always noon.." Pure Ma'am told me. Then he told me not to respond to Dodi's behavior.

I also received a message from Mbak Murni.

After that, I don't want to see Dodi anymore. Every time he shows up I avoid him and choose to approach the children. I didn't give her the slightest chance of approaching me.

I also never again leave early in the morning, worried that fitting alone then he appeared and did things.

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A few months later.

One night Mbak Nia took me out to buy some fried rice. There have been several days of fried rice makers who often pass my village. But he never got into my alley, just by the main road.

Usually the salesman's brother hangs out in front of Vicky's sister's house. There is also a stall mbak Yah because the house mbak Yah next to the house of sister Vicky.

Arriving at the place turned out to still be on ngantri.

" What queue sir "quote me.

" There are still 5 people" replied the father of the seller.

"We pesen 2 servings yes sir," said mbak Nia.

" Yes Ma'am please sit down first." said the father of the seller again.

I sat on the bench while opening the HP. On the porch of Vicky's house I saw Niko playing guitar and singing with her friends. The house is often a place to hang out. The owner gladly agreed. Especially next to it there is a stall mbak Yah too, let rame. So said Vicky's mother.

Coincidentally Niko looked at me. He stopped the guitar and put it on a long bench. Then he got up and walked up to me.

" Hi ! again in line for fried rice." Niko greeted me and sat down next to me. I'm nodding.

"Who's the same ? " ask him.

"That's the same as Nia." I pointed towards Mbak Nia who was chatting with mbak Yah in her stall. Niko took a quick look and looked at the fried rice seller.

"Where is my mountain Rus? " he asked then approached the seller's brother named Mr. Rus.

" This is again made by Mas, " replied Mr. Rus while continuing to stir the rice made.

"Morning turned out, too," I said as he sat back next to me.

" Yes, that was before. Mr. Rus likes it the same way I like it for a long time." Niko laughs. Mr. Rus just smiled at Niko's joke.

"When I ordered since the magrib run out, hihi. "

Niko continued her joke.

"Long Ma'am, do not believe the same mas Niko, "sahut pak Rus while giving a plate of fried rice to Niko. I just stare at him.

Niko ate her rice while chatting with me. He just keeps chattering makes me feel at home chatting with him for a long time.

" Why not eat the same fried food? " let me stop the chatter. He shook.

" So already ate fried food the same as drinking wedang ronde in mbak Yah. It won't hold my stomach."

Niko grimaced while patting her stomach. I laughed with his silly behavior.

Wedang means drink.So wedang ronde is a ginger drink plus various toppings for the complement

" You're funny too." I said in my laughter.

" I'm funny just in front of you" said Niko still continue eating.

Before long our order was finished. I called Mbak Nia. He came up to me and paid for his fried rice.

" Yes Nik first" I told Niko. He nodded and waved his hand.

Me and Nia went home. Mom and Dad are asleep. We also eat fried rice that is still hot.

A moment later, the motor sounds. Apparently the Bayu who just came home.

" Well ! again at what meal, it seems really good. Until the pain ?" he pushed while putting the motor into the living room. Then locked the door.

" Fried rice pak Rus. It's only been a few days around here" said Nia.

" Why didn't I buy it ? " Mad Bayu reminded us.

" Yee, buy it yourself. Suspended next to the stall mbak Yah.But if it has not gone yet you know."

Mbak Nia told mas Bayu .

I finished my fried rice and immediately went into the room.

I remember talking to Niko. He said it would be funny just in front of me.

What does that mean?

As far as I know his son is a bit calm, if you join a teenage meeting also not much talk. That's why I was surprised how he could play Rus sir.

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Since chatting with Niko the other day, I've been to Yah's mbak stalls every afternoon. Surely after my mom's food stall.

Sometimes fried snacks or drink 'swedang ronde', sometimes also waiting for Pak Rus passing.

" Mom, make a round 1 wedang ya." I asked mbak Yah. He's frying the flour tempe.

" Fry the dry temp you let krispi," I continued to remind him.

"This is as usual right, the ginger water a little continue to add sugar and hot water." mbak Well memorize my habits.

Wedang ronde dilute because I don't like spicy. So every buy wedang ronde I must add sugar and hot water so it is sweet and not too spicy.

" One hundred make mbak Yah," I cried while giving a thumbs up.

" What's good to drink wedang ronde kok diluted so, precisely if spicy even delicious can warm the body." Mbak Yah explained.

"If the fart I don't doyan Mbak, it's spicy2 bitter. Not good," I gave an excuse.

At the time of the same small debate Yah, Niko appeared while carrying her guitar.

" I'm also pesen wedang ronde ya Ma'am." He ordered the wedang ronde as well.

" idhi ! Follow me," gurauku. I helped mbak Yah lift a mature tempe so as not to burn. Then I turned off the stove.

"Can't if I follow you?"

Dishonuh ! Could be a dreadlocks him too.

" Can't ! If you want to come with your mother or father, you will still be a child hi hi hi hi. ." I laughed grimacingly at him.

Mbak Yah put 2 bowls of wedang round on the table. I also immediately sat down to the table and did not forget to take the flour tempe that I just lifted earlier.

Niko sat down next to me and plucked the tempeh as well. " Our hot ! " screams. He blew his hand.

" Therefore do not follow, the heat is ha ha ha ha ha !" I laughed when I saw him grimace in the heat. Ma'am Yah who is serving buyers to laugh.

Rio came and sat down beside Niko. Niko's hand is not hot anymore.

" Sometimes we go to Car Free Day ! sunday morning," asked Rio. He looked at Niko and me.

" You take Eva, yes" she asked me. I was surprised by his request. Niko immediately agreed to Rio's proposal.

" You know, he's going to college." I reminded Rio. She herself is a new 3rd grade High School.

" Whenever Sunday is off, he'll come home. We will walk together. I'm with Eva, you're with Niko."

Niko agreed. He looked at me.

" Want ya Aira, we go to CFD. Occasionally play not to go to the market." He said and smiled.

I don't know why if I see Niko I'm happy. Like when I was with Widi.

[Jeez Aira ! Niko is a new Class 2 High School. You can't like him ] My mind is screaming.

"Aira, I'm daydreaming." Niko's voice resuscitated my daydream until I stuttered to answer her.

" Eng. no, a.k.I just thought, Eva would not if we invite. Usually his father never gave permission." I give you reasons that make sense.

" What if you're on your own, don't you ?" ask him again.

" Em. I said to my mother first yes, okay no. On Sundays, food stalls are always crowded. " I explained to him.

" It's fine, we'll go in the morning around 7:00.Keep going home around 9:00 . Later you go to the market after that" suggested Niko.

" or later I will take you home to the food stall so as not to be scolded by your mother. Okay ?" He offered to drive me.

" Okay, I agree. But no promise, yes." I answered not sure.

I don't want there to be lopsided voices about me from the neighbors. From yesterday when I was chatting and joking with Niko, Vicky's mother came out of the house and looked at me cynically. He also whispered with Dad. I don't know what to say until I whisper. Did he talk to me?

" Well, what promise is it ? " Niko asked me another question. " Are you afraid you'd be gossiped about by neighbors ? Don't care about the ones who lie. Just relax a few times."

Apparently Niko knows what I'm worried about. He also convinced me. Right, why am I worried about my neighbor ? I don't think I'm the same Niko ? The relationship is also not.

" It's quiet, just Sunday morning you take Eva for a walk to CFD. Don't tell me there's both of us. You guys leave first we'll catch up behind. " Rio who from earlier was engrossed in eating fried food finally gave a solution.

" How about tomorrow, anyway I ask permission first with my mother." I said later.

...I spent the wedang round and fried earlier....

...I left because it didn't feel like it was 9:00 pm ...

..." I take it, yes" said Niko as she moved from her seat. ...

..." No need, I came here alone now go home by myself.," I replied. ...

" It's okay to take me." I ignored his words and kept walking home. Niko followed me behind. He drove me to the front of the house.

" Thank you" I said. Niko passed by.

I went in, apparently not yet asleep. Mom and Dad and I are still watching TV. I saw my mother's face as if holding back anger.

" Where did you get to this night ? " ask mom.

" From the stall, Dad, Mom, it's been saying goodbye to dad" I replied afraid.

" Jajan in the stall really long. In part why it must be eaten there, usually also taken home. Kaya has no ethics alone eat at the stall while laughing with men. " Mom's mad at me.

Where do you know I'm at the stall laughing at guys. Did anyone tell him ?

Or maybe Vicky's mother complained. He could have called or sent a message to his HP mother.

Huuh basic mom-mak nyinyir.

I just shut up and went into the room.

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