WRONG WAY (CANDY)

WRONG WAY (CANDY)
CHAPTER 2: Soy sauce Fried Chicken



Early in the morning, the sound of a DVD player was heard from the room. I was busy dressing up in a room that was classified as a standard size of 3x3 meters. Yes, small for some people, but big for me.


The furniture in my room is unique, where there is a dressing table with a large mirror and there are drawers. The dressing table is pink. Fill the drawer of the dressing table is not asked. ranging from Lip gloos, woats, various powders, mascara, and others.


I put all of those things in the drawer and I lock them. I was afraid that when my father raided my room and found the strange object. Besides my sister also likes nosy and disturbing beauty equipment.


While for other furniture is still standard standard only with study tables, wardrobes, and mattresses that are cream ash coated by pink sheets.


That morning, my mother was cooking my favorite soy sauce fried chicken for lunch at school because today I have an extra class.


Yes, I was in 3rd grade high school, or the last year for me. Moreover, next month will hold the National Final Examination (UAN).


"hmmm the smell is fragrant, it must be my favorite soy sauce". Zizi monologued in her room while listening to her favorite song oops I Did it Again by the famous artist Britney Spears.


"Oops, I did it again


I played with your heart, got lost in the game


Oh baby, baby


Oops, you think I'm in love


That I'm sent from above


I'm not that innocent". Zizi while singing with his carefree


"Zizi, come on, kid, you'll be late again". Mother called for a zizi that was too long in the room.


"Yes ma'am, just be ready". Sahut Zizi who is decorating her face with makeup.


Zizi who is still with her beauty mode still has not yet shown her nose.This makes Imah's mother start to worry and threaten Zizi in her gentle way.


"Come son, it's 7 o'clock past, do you need a mother who will take you to school?". Mother began to growl, when the new time showed at 6:50.


"No ma'am, Zizi himself". Zizi knew that her mother had said that, which meant she was scolding her.


After some time, zizi's sister who was then only 6 years old came while pranking zizi.


"Bang, dad's coming, dad's coming". Nissa smiled happily.


Just contact the zizi who was making up ria immediately felt panic. Zizi then released a pink towel that he put on the head. meanwhile the powder and makeup tool he put directly into his room table drawer.not to forget he turned off the music that lit before. it is true that women style.


"Where's dad?". asked Nissa.


"That's outside, on the front page".


then the zizi looked into the courtyard of the house, there was no one in the courtyard.


'Definitely Nissa ngerjain' inner zizi


"Dik, do you know your brother?". asked Zizi


Then without answering, Nissa immediately ran towards the mother who had finished cooking in the kitchen. Then Zizi went after Nissa.


"Mom, Zizi's younger sister is again". while pinching Nissa's cheek.


"Zizi, son, your sister will cry". Mother defends Nissa


"Mom, Nissa lied to Zizi, she said there's a Dad in front, but after Zizi checks there's nothing.


Nissa just nodded just to justify what you were accusing her of. Because Nissa was deliberately nosy and prank her brother.


"Nissa, it's not good to get your brother on deck". I advised Nissa who only heard what I said.


"So late in the room, Brother also uses powder like Mom, right brother Mom, Brother also wears a towel bun on his head.


"Nissa, you're getting ready for deck school, you have to tidy up first donk, brother kayak cemong hehehe". Zizi replied with a laugh


"It's been". the mother interceded her two children so as not to fight the mouth of the song.


"Zizi, here's your lunch at school, you're going to have an extra class today, you're going home in the afternoon." I gave Zizi supplies.


"Chicken fried soy sauce is not ma'am?" ask zizi.


"yes, oh yeah don't forget this chicken soy sauce for Yaya, don't forget the love of Yaya". I also cooked chicken soy sauce for Yaya.


Yaya who was close to Zizi and always helped Zizi was considered a child of her own by Bu Imah. How not, It can be said every day, Zizi and Yaya interact, Yaya also often to the zizi house and never hesitate to help mom cook in the kitchen.


"okay Mom, get it done". replied Zizi


"You have breakfast first Zi, I've prepared at the table". Mother told Zizi to have breakfast with side dishes that are tempting and appetizing.


"Good Ma'am" and finally Zizi also eat breakfast in the morning. As usual, zizi type of person who is so little because he really likes to keep his body so as not to fat.


For Zizi, the ideal body is a slim, slim body, a shaky singset. While fat is a lazy person hehehe (no offense yes readers this is purely personal opinion and not body shamming).


After 10 minutes, Zizi finally finished eating. Zizi was ready to go to school.


"Mom, Zizi's leaving yeah.


"be careful on the road, son. Oh yeah your umbrella don't miss". Mother offered her a pink umbrella, her favorite umbrella for her only son. Ping umbrella for a gentle soul.


"Makasih Bu". with a smile sumringah zizi also left for school. Zizi school distance is not too far only about 300 meters, not far to walk.


Not that Mother and Father Zizi stingy or calculation to buy her a two-wheeled motor vehicle, but they always take care of the child well, especially with a little walk can improve health and immune. moreover, natural Vitamin D from the morning sun is very good for bone growth.


Ibu Imah is very understanding of the condition and condition of Zizi, all Zizi needs are always provided with a sincere heart.


Which mother does not love her child, especially the first child. The child who had been waiting for his birth from the beginning. The child is the incarnation of God, God entrusts him with giving them a child. Although sometimes we see a lot of children who disobey their parents. especially like a movie movie on one of the TV stations with the logo Fish that can fly (I cry imagining how cruel you are over me) wrong song huh?? sorry for the authors heheheh


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