The Unconsidered Bungsu

The Unconsidered Bungsu
CHAPTER 92 Gulai and Sate



Her baby boy Mbak Tika is named Ajishaka, her nickname is Shaka. It's a lot like Stella in a baby. Now it is big and still fat. If Arkana cheeks alone are stye, but high posture exceeds his peers.


" Why don't you come here, Buk ? " ask Tika when we take the luggage out of the cardboard.


" Later afternoon want to be delivered with Raka, at home can still do something. Here is nothing. I can't just sit around." Mom explained why I didn't participate.


" yes. Mas Toni also can not leave because work is piling up. Stella also did not want to be told to skip school. He said if you skip class, hehehe ! " Sir Tika tells Stella's cuteness.


" Haha haha ! " We also laughed.


" Thank you, Madam Sri, for taking the time to look at our baby" said Tika mbak on Sri.


" Tama Mama Tika. I am also happy to have the opportunity to play here" replied Sri.


Before long came two women carrying two boxes.


" Excuse me ma'am, here's the snack order ready." One of them told Tika.


" Oh yeah, just go inside. Here's the repayment money ! " said mbak Tika while handing them an envelope containing money.


" It's paid off, ma'am, then we'll excuse you. Thank you," they said, then passed away.


" Aira, please take out the cakes in the cardboard, then arranged in an oval plate. All of those 'blelets' were put in small jars. If everything is placed on the dining table. I'll just wait to present." Ma'am Tika told me.


I opened the newly delivered cardboard. It contains cakes to treat children who join the tambourine later. There are solo sausages, soes cakes, lemper cakes and meatball tofu. Added with all sorts of 'typing'.


Sri Ma'am also helped arrange the food. While she helps prepare her drink. In the kitchen there is already ARTnya mbak Tika.


About half an hour three aqiqah meat has been delivered to the house carrying a box car. It's packed in cardboard with rice and friends. Later will be distributed to neighbors and families, as well as children who join the tambourine.


" Pulled near the big table was Mas," asked Tika on the courier who drove him, Mas driver with his partner.


" Good Mom," said the two of them. Deftly they move the rice boxes into the house.


" Thank you, this is the repayment." Ma'am Tika returned to hand over the envelope like that.


" Sir, I didn't see his brothers Toni. Were they not invited? " my question was on Tika's mom, after the box car passed.


Since we arrived there has been nothing seen between them. Only now did I get to ask Tika.


" They're working again. His sister also went to college and could not go home. Her mother mas Toni again sick her father had to accompany her, so can not come here. The one who comes here the most his brothers." Tika explained the reason.


" Ooh so," I said.


In my heart I am thankful that they did not come. Because his mommy Tony likes to set this up. Sometimes I feel sorry for my mom who can only say yes, yes.


Not to mention his sister whose appearance was socialite pretentious. It's rich, but it's adapted to its place. Time is just a family event but the appearance of rich people in a luxury building. That's why I became reluctant to join if there is an event from his family mason Toni.


" You didn't tell mom that your mother-in-law is sick, Tika," I chimed in.


" It's okay, ma'am, I don't want to bother you guys. Toni said so too. The pain is not too serious anyway, just recovery, " said Ms. Tika.


After Ashar the invited children have started to arrive. I looked forward many times because Raka's father and mas haven't appeared yet. Even though I know Raka's coming home from work at 16:00. I definitely can't watch the tambourine show. I contacted him too.


" Raka hasn't come yet" mother asked as if she could read my gels.


" No, ma'am, I just called her out of work. Ask permission to go home a little quickly he said. Now again heading home to pick up dad," I replied with a relieved smile.


It's nothing I just pity my dad if he's late and can't attend a tambourine. Raka could be blamed again. If he has no problem, let's say he is late.


Half an hour later they were seen. I told you to come in from the side door because there were a lot of guests in front. The children and fathers of close neighbors, as well as his family mason Toni all sit in the living room which is lined with carpet.


" Drink first." I'll get you some hot tea for dad and Raka.


The event went well, after the guests at home we and our family also ate together. All got one-box rice rations. Me and Raka chose to eat on the front porch. The others are in the living room, while the family mases Toni in the living room.


" Kok gulanya not eaten Mas, just satenya doang. I don't like it ! " manyaku wonder.


From earlier he only ate the same vegetable satay and sambal and crackers, the sugar is still intact. I just want to run out, the one I'm going to eat for gong, hehe.


" I don't actually eat mutton, I like to be nauseous when eating. But if made satay I doyan," he replied as he scooped the scroll and transferred to my nasal box.


" If satay may be because there are not many spices so you do not eneg. It's already here for me, hehe." I smiled happily. The last spoon he put into my mouth.


" Eeh aunty Aira has been bribed with Oom Raka anyway ! " shouts Stella who appears suddenly from inside the house. Raka and I were shocked and Stella gave me a signal to shut up.


" Stella, don't bother Aunt Aira ! " maz Toni warned.


But Stella's basis is to be rebuked. He laughed and pointed at me.


" Haha haha, aunt Aira same Oom Raka again dating haha haha ! " He keeps on teasing us. His cousin's brother, son of his brother Mason Toni also came out near Stella.


I stood up and caught Stella, I hugged her and I pinched her cheek with a pinch.


" Iih, little boy knows boyfriends. Look out you're not going to class '" I said scaring him.


I remember Tika's words this afternoon. Turns out my tactics worked, Stella kept quiet.


" Yes, I'm sorry I didn't miss my aunt again." He then brought his cousin in. I laughed at seeing it.


" What the hell you are, little boy don't be afraid of that," said Raka to me.


" No Mas, I just remembered Tika's words earlier. Stella was told to skip a day just don't want to, afraid not to go to class. I just reminded him that it was like being quiet. Hehe ! " I chuckle.


" Smart children are usually when alluded to school problems so directly submissive," said mas Raka.


" Yes, Stella's getting smarter now. If the question of school must be number one, he wants to continue learning. But sometimes forgetfulness if there are more friends, the name is also children instinct play must be there. I think it's mocking us anyway."


I can never be angry with all my nephews. Moreover, those who are small, the same brothers also never.


Like yesterday with Mbak Nia and mbak Tika., I was only angry for a moment. After that, it's better again. Mother also advised me not to hold a grudge, especially if I want to get married soon. Who would help if not my siblings. That's all that matters said Mother.


" Why daydream, full or still hungry." The reprimand of Raka surprised me. He poked my cheek.


" Eh no daydreaming, just remembering the advice of mother.," my elak while smiling.


" Kirain is still hungry, let me take care of Tika again. Her little little sister is still hungry, hehehe ! " the thrill teases me.


" I'm just eating it, eating it as a basket," I grumbled. Mas Raka laughed at me pouting.


" You really have to eat a lot, so tomorrow when you get married your body is a bit full. Not kayaking now," he said again, holding back his laughter.


" That's fine, it's not flattened but slim. The ideal posture, you know. If you want to marry must be fat first, the rules of where." I'm blinking lips.


" Rules from me. Let it be later if I want to hug you not mistaken for bolsters, hehehe ! " Mas Raka teased me again.


" Iiih mas Raka, his mind went there only. Already yuk, pray Magrib first," I said as I invited him in.


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So long ago, still connected.


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