Waiting Morning

Breakfast together

" Assalamu'alaikum"

The sound of a group of men entering the room.

Uluk greetings are like a complete student choir divided into two types of vowels, one voice and two voices.

" Wa'alaikumussalam "

Answer ummu Farida from the middle room finishing the dining table.

Occasionally Umm Farida checks and melap saucer with tissue, which is seen splashed seasoning.

Then walk in the other direction, putting the plate and glass in position appropriately.

Hadi's father went straight to the room. Following Ms. Halimah who was tidying up the items to be taken home to Semarang.

Beena herself was still busy in her room, preparing everything she had to bring to Gunung Kidul.

"Wah..wah...large meal here mi? " babble Nizar while approaching the pepes package that still emits a puff of smoke the rest of the combustion process.

Plaque...

"Come here instead of hand washing play comot only".

Umm Farida took a blow at Nizar's hand.

"Auw.ummi this is nothing! people just want to hold me"

"You're all right, change clothes and we'll have breakfast together!"

"Mi, breakfast this time is very special. Is there a birthday?"

ask Abah.

" Did you cook a lot of it have to wait for the birthday of the bah?" ummu Farida's back.

"Yes, no that's it. I think it's special today"

" Breakfast this time is indeed special bah, because it is cooked with love " replied Umm Farida while glancing at Nizar.

" It is as old as this, Abah and ummi want to show off the same intimacy I am".

Nizar shook his head.

" Abah's wife is a dream" God Abah.

" Anybody want to know who's cooking this brown rice?"

"Who's mi?" ask Nizar curiously.

" Abah's future son-in-law Beena"

" Well, Abah suddenly laper "

A statement deliberately made to insinuate Nizar.

" Beena cooked me? really?" ask Nizar.

" Here you change your clothes. Later Beena and her family are ready for breakfast instead have to wait a long time because you are not ready"

" Ok, mi "

Nizar blinked his eyes.

At 05:30 all dishes are served in the dining room. Breakfast this time was earlier than usual. This is because Beena's parents will return to Semarang and Beena itself is a cultural overtake of Gunung Kidul people who need travel time about 1 hour more.

The breakfast atmosphere this time was a little different, so it was warmer. Starting from Nizar's call to Hadi sir and Halimah's mother who changed, so did Beena's call to Nizar's parents to Abah and Ummi.

For Beena maybe this is just a call to be more familiar. But for Nizar, of course, this call is a special call.

" The red rice Who's cooking, mi? "

Nizar started the conversation.

"I'm a mom, why?"

answer Beena.

They wonder what came out of Nizar's mouth. Judging from his expression made Beena shrink.

Is there something wrong when I processed it.

As far as he knows, brown rice must be soaked first so that the results are tender. Different from ordinary rice.

Or, maybe Nizar's taste is anti-mainstream?

" The rice is delicious, tender and soft" Nizar replied.

" Well, the ideal wife "goda Abah

" I didn't expect, a chatty girl like you could cook "

Beena glared towards Nizar.

“ More diet kali” replied Nizar tease.

Beena who sat next to Nizar immediately protested by nudging Nizar's left hand.

“ Sorry bah, Beena hurriedly afraid to miss the same other production team. Today Beena there are activities in Gunung Kidul”

“ So far you work nak?” ask Umm Farida.

“ Nggih ummi”

“ Career women are indeed busy mi” sergeant Nizar.

And Beena's protest this time was louder, until Nizar's left hand dropped the fork he was holding.

Seeing this scene made dad hadi and the others smile happily. It seems like Beena and Nizar are really enjoying this matchmaking.

“ Later departs from Nizar right Na?” ask dad.

“ Mas Nizar just drove Beena to where we agreed to gather. Later Beena leave with friends.”

“ Nginep in Gunung Kidul?” ask mother.

“ Not yet know ma'am, plan coverage 3 days. Let's not go back and forth, yesterday has been ordered homestay there. So we can all be on time”.

Beena replied, even though he had made sure to stay with his other coworkers.

“ If you can just nginep here nak” Saran Umm Farida.

“ Yes, Abah agrees with Ummi's suggestion. Let Nizar take the shuttle later. How's Zar, you ready?”

“ Sorry, mas Nizar will have other obligations in the hospital. Beena go with friends just”

Beena's refutation won't trouble Nizar. Beena was a little bad with the other friends.

“ How to Zar, ready to be a driver?” ask dad.

“ Ready once yah”

“ Yes already, I entrust Beena with you for the next four days”.

There's no long debate for father's orders this time. Because Beena realized, the more she resisted the harder Dad would.

Beena saw his watch, at 06:00 he had to go to the designated gathering place last night via messenger.

“ Father , mother Beena must leave now. Samplein regards Beena for mas Zaky and mbak Naely yes ” Beena kiss the hands of her father and mother.

Mother hugged her daughter tightly, kissing both of Beena's cheeks with a pushy look.

"Is mom sad?"

"Ah, I'm happy Na"

Nizar's turn to say goodbye to Beena's parents this time.

"Dad, Nizar's mother apologized for not being able to. Later after Beena's nap, Nizar went straight to the hospital there is a schedule of 8 hours".

"Yes, it's okay, kid. Titip Beena, take care of Beena"

Dad patted Nizar on the shoulder.

Ih the father, too much. Wear the show drop minitip all. I am a son of TK!

Beena is implying, this is a shameful and unnatural thing.

Yeah, it's not normal according to Beena. Starting from the call of father and mother by Nizar. Abah-ummi by Beena. Praising how to cook red rice which he thinks is normal.

"Ampah, Abah...Beena's leaving?"

"Yes be careful, candidate" Abah said.

Nizar shook his head and gave a gesture of sticking an index finger in his mouth.

" What candidate Bah?"

"Prospective Artist" replied Nizar.

"Huh, aspiring artist? what does it mean mas?"

"Yes, people who often appear on tivi are artists. Well, you will appear there more often, that means you are a candidate artist".

"The voice came out" Beena replied.

Because all this time, he was just a youth program reporter and only appeared his voice.

And Nizar deliberately asked his parents not to discuss this matchmaking further before he got the green light from Beena.

The Nissan Xtrail leaves the Nizar residence for the restaurant where Beena and the tv crew gather.

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