The Unconsidered Bungsu

CHAPTER 43 Knows Him

" Aira, later do not forget to buy emping equally tengginang. It was in the jar a little stay ! " Mom pointed at the jar on the table whose contents stayed half.

" Yes, Mum. Later all shopping at the place mbak Sumi," answered me who was having breakfast.

" Don't hurry, finish the breakfast first. " Mommy warned me while putting the shopping money on the table.

After eating and drinking water, I took the money and went out shopping. As I passed by Arya's office I saw her again chatting with Saiful on the porch. He waved his hand and I replied.

" Sum Ma'am, here's the shopping record I left first, I want to buy emping as tenginang first." I sent a message to Sumi's mother when I reached her kiosk. " Okay ! " Mom Sumi accepted it.

Step foot into my subscription kiosk. As usual I always pass the road at some clothing stalls because the road is clean and not too crowded so there is no need to jostle.

" Hello Aira ! where are you going to the tumben through here ? " welcome someone.

I was surprised and after I observed it turned out that my neighbor was different RW, and we also rarely met.

" Eh Gugun, I used to go through here. You're the one who grew up here, what do you wanna buy ?" tanyaku.

" It's about to buy a shirt" he replied. I see he's trying.

I looked around, it seemed like this clothes stall had not been open for long. Because every time you go through here it's always closed. I looked at the stall keeper once, it seemed like I had seen him but that was it.

" I'm sorry Gun, I was told to shop with mom first." I say goodbye to Gugun. The guy from the stall guard noticed me from earlier.

" Oya please," he said. He was busy choosing the shirt he liked.

After buying kletikan I walked quickly without looking left right, because I still have to take groceries in place mbak Sumi.

Arriving at the grocery store I put it in the kitchen because I was hungry. I poured water and gulped it. Glek glek glek !

" Former chasing copet yes, until thirst is so. Hihihi ! " Sri Mama meredekku.

" So met a friend so had a chat first.Keep buying emping right must choose the whole so long. I still take the groceries at Mbak Sumi. Finally, hurry up and get thirsty ! " i told him what I was going through.

When I came out of the kitchen I was shocked. The guy who was guarding the clothes stall just now suddenly entered with a smile as if he was familiar with us. Has he been following me since the market ?

" Excuse me Buk, do you remember me ? " ask her, and she sits at the kitchen door.

I just remembered ! He was Raka's son Harti, a friend of the mother who was selling next to the door of the main market. Every time I shop I must pass the stall, sometimes also say hello.

" You're Raka huh, Harti's son ma'am ? " tanyaku.

" Yes" he answered briefly still with a smile.

" Mum Harti who sells household appliances, whose stall is next to the main door? " ask mommy

" Who's mother pangling, now it's this dashing. Used to be invited to the market when he was a kid." I remember the old days.

" Yes, I rarely go to the market. More often play the same as asking for money, hehehe" he said while joking.

" Will I drink what will I eat ? " ask mom later. Raka ordered her food and I made her some warm sweet tea.

After eating, my mother asked him to chat, asking him about Harti and the family. I sat in front listening to him tell a story. Turns out he just graduated last year and has been in college semester 2. The kiosk he guarded belonged to his uncle because he was currently on vacation.

Not how long he was too happy. Sister Sri started teasing me. " Ciee, apparently it was in a hurry to thirst because someone was following ya !"

" Ngawur Mbak Sri, I was actually in a hurry because I was afraid that my mother was angry when she went shopping. I don't know if Raka's behind me." I explained the truth to Sri.

I went in and asked about Raka.

" So you met where his son Harti, when you came in knew he had appeared here. I'm surprised that someone's cheering in."

" I used to go through a clothing stall. Well, there was Gugun son of RW 03, Buk. He called me, apparently picking a shirt at Raka's stall. Maybe when I saw Raka immediately remembered that I'm his son Ibuk." I told you about what happened at the market.

" How come Aira knew that he was Harti's son, he rarely went to the market ? " ask Sri Mbak to me.

" Know it. So I used to talk to Wiwit in front of the store, Raka passed by still wearing Junior High School uniform. Wiwit's mother greeted him, after he left mbak Wiwit said that he was Harti's son. I was in 1st grade of High School." I also told Mbak Sri and mother.

" Then how does the story tell if he can follow you here" asked the mother again with a smile.

" You don't know, Mom, why smile ? I really don't know ya, know also here just now." I explained to Sri's mother and mother so that they did not think anything.

" Kirain had been chatting and you brought him here" said the mother while out because there was a buyer who wanted to eat.

" Maybe it was fitting to see Mbak Aira immediately have a crush, coincidence also know that mbak Aira's daughter bu Wahyu. So just follow it here." Sri Lankan acted in analysis.

" Iih mbak Sri there-anything. Mana may have just seen the crush directly." I sneered.

" Said not to believe, the time if not a sudden crush he ate here. Yesterday also never, hayoo ! " Sri started teasing me again.

" Today he never went to the market. Yes, Sri started ! " I'm pouting pretending to be angry.

Madam Sri laughed. Mother who heard us also joined in with smiles in front.

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This morning I was going shopping, when I passed the main door of the market someone called me, " Mbaaak, Ma'am what's his name ? " I looked up to find the source of the voice. It turns out Harti's mom is Raka. He waved a hand telling me to come closer.

" aira, Mom. What did you call me ? " much confused.

" Oh yes, Miss Aira. Yesterday Raka had lunch at your mother's stall huh ?" ask Ms. Harti back.

" Oh yeah, we ate at our shop. Yesterday I also met at a clothing stall." I told Harti ma'am.

" Raka also said to my mother if she met you, so come straight here. He asked if Wahyu was still selling, then who was helping at the shop.

I'll just answer if Aira helps Miss Revelation now. Then he asked mom for money, he said to make lunch at Aira's place." Ms. Harti told me what Raka did yesterday.

" Oh yes, Mom. Yesterday my mother and I were shocked, because Raka entered not using greetings directly sitting down. Though mother pangling because long time no see." I also tell stories.

" That kid really likes it, all by himself. Hehehe ! " then Harti laughed and chuckled.

" Yes, ma'am, excuse me for shopping. Sorry, Mom. " I also say good to him.

" Oh is that ? thank you for stopping by" Ms Harti said.

" Same Ma'am" I answered and went from her stall to Harti's.

After shopping I told my mother that I was called by Harti and invited to chat. I just smiled hearing my story.

Tomorrow Raka comes to our shop again. And just like the other day he had lunch. After making hot tea and stale for a moment I went inside to pray and then had lunch.

When I eat, I feel like someone is watching me. Exactly when there was a Rifan mas at that time.

" Sri, please look ahead. Raka's done eating what hasn't been ." I ask for help with Madam Sri who just finished praying. To be honest, I am ashamed to look ahead.

Madam Sri came out pretending to take something, then entered again.

" Already Ma'am, Raka is enjoying cigarettes while looking at mbak Aira..Look at yourself if you don't believe." Ma'am Sri whispered to me.

" No ah, shame. Later he even acted like Rifan mas mas mas Sidik." I remember those 2 freaks.

Sister Sri laughed, but as fast as lightning she covered her mouth. He likes no control.

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The next days somehow Raka so often just appear, although not every day. Sometimes eating in the shop, sometimes just passing by. Though if you want to go to his mother's place, from the clothing stall is not possible through here.

" Good afternoon Sira, why haven't you come home yet ? " ask him this afternoon. He's got a guy's sling bag, probably finished closing the stall right here.

" No, still waiting for the chicken to ripen. Wanna clean up too, "so I said.

Sri was home first. Raka sat on the front bench of the stall. As we went home, he stood up and walked behind me. Mom and I were stunned, but then she asked him, "Why not go with Harti, Nak Raka? "

" Mom's been home from now on, Buk. It's a bit unwell he said, "he replied.

" Oh that way, it's possible tiredness." Mother responded to Raka's words.

At the end of the road we separated. Raka turned to the right while me and my mother kept walking straight north.

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