You're Not the First

diner

It turns out that in the garden of my mother's house there are some fruit plants. The place is in the corner so it is not so visible if there are guava, water guava, mango and longan. And the coincidence that is fruiting is water guava.

The tree is not too high so that me and my mom can reach it even though sometimes they have to while jumping around. So exclaiming.

We act like kids but we wear negligee. Funny right? Mama turned out to be an easy going guy. Mama and I are not ashamed when they have to jump and scream like children when they find a mature or large water guava whose position is not too visible because it is covered in leaves. After all, this page is still in the area of the mother's house so the one who saw us was also only family and domestic assistants of course.

After getting two large crackles of water guava we also brought it into the house. As we walked towards the house I saw a guy in a gray uniform get out of the car. He looks taller than my selfless candidate. He's also whiter and his eyes are the same as mine, squinty. Maybe he's a little below me.

"Ony.....!!" Mom screamed a little bit to call him.

It was not that he approached us but that we were walking towards him because he was silent, standing in his place.

"Home home?" Ask mama.

He just nodded without saying a word

"This is cece Sofiya. koko...." Mama said while hugging my arm.

"Hm...."

I smiled as he looked at me, confused as to how

'Waah'

He then turned around and walked away from us, sister brother is equally strange despite the different versions.

" Later eat together ya nyo.....!" Mama said again in a loud voice.

He did not answer or look. So fucking he.

"He is like that if you don't know him yet... ! don't take heart!!. He was his spoiled son. She is still ashamed that she does not know you very well. She was originally a cheerful and friendly child.... Trust me, mama!"

"Its ok ma.." answered me trying to be more familiar because it seems like the mother has a young soul even though she is no longer young.

We enjoy water guava at the dining table while waiting for Maghrib time and dinner will be added before the Isyak prayer. Usually this family dinner after prayers isya' maybe around 8 or half 8.

If I think personally dinner after the prayer isya' is not good because after that we will not do any activity more precisely we will sleep. So the food we eat earlier what does it do to try?

Food that is not converted into energy will be stored in our bodies as energy reserves in the form of folds in our bodies or more precisely called fat and over time will become obese.

After the Maghrib prayer along with Pak Adi as his priest me and mama then immediately into the kitchen. I don't feel too awkward being in this house anymore.

My mom was very careful to prepare everything. Arrange dishes in their respective places. There is mbok Nah and bik ju who are there but only told to take this and the rest is handled by the mother herself. I was more of a loyal audience there.

I was amazed at all mama, despite having a housekeeper but mama herself who made sure the dishes served to her family were in accordance with her wishes. Mama must know the likes of each member of her family. A loving and caring mother to the family.

I'm a little embarrassed because back when we had my assistant and my mom never helped out in the kitchen like this. We usually just request to be given this and that food.

"Honey, cut the bread....! That Abis put it here!" Mama said, pointing at the serving plate not far from where I was standing.

"Good ma...." I said as I picked up the knife and started to cut our brownies.

"Mom laper....." Daniel was suddenly behind my mother. I glanced at him because his voice sounded so spoiled. Surely he was struggling in the hands of mama while resting his head on the shoulders of mama who was busy arranging the fruit. Didn't expect at all if the guy who looks bad mood earlier turned out to be your son. Spoiled woy....

"Wait at the dinner table, it's almost done...!" Said mom. "Hush can't be like Cece!"

Hearing that I turned my head and found him looking at me sharply, as if wary of the enemy coming.

"Not necessarily koko want to..."He said cynically"

'Deg, it hurts my heart to hear it. Why would he know that....'

"This child ..... Who can resist Cece. It's pretty., it's good...." Mama tapped Daniel's ear by grinding his teeth.

"I'm sorry about Cece.....!" my mother said in angry fashion.

"No mom." he said while trying to release the hand of mama who was still clamping her earlobes.

"Aaahhh... hurts mom...!" His shouting.

"You let it go..... Can you put this on the dinner table?" I asked while carrying the brownies I had cut and I arranged them on the plate beautifully.

"Yes. Come on...! " Mama walked in front of me while carrying a plate filled with side dishes.

I followed him and as I looked into the dining room I saw there was a figure I wanted to avoid. I turned around and found Daniel not far from me.

"Why you?" Ask curiously.

"Eh... that... can you take this to the dining room ? I'm gonna take something..." I said wrong way.

He tried to look into the dining room and then his lips were on his back, "Say I'm afraid to see koko....!" Her word.

"No.... I'm gonna take something..." I said to convince.

"Alexa...." He took the plate in my hand and walked away from me towards the dining room.

I went back to the kitchen and was confused as to what to do. I was so nervous when I just saw him from far away.

"Where are you going to go mbok?" I asked oon when I saw Bik ju and mbok Nah carrying dishes containing various foods that had been prepared by my mother.

"To the dining table non..."

"Oohhh. yes. yes yes bik ya..." I would be geeky if I were nervous like this again.

I was alone in the kitchen and confused what to do. I looked at the dishes that had not been brought into the dining room and fiddled with them just to reduce my nervousness.

" Why?" Suddenly a man's voice sounded.

"Klalmj!!" The vegetable spoon I was holding fell on the floor because I was so shocked.

"Oh my Good...." I shouted and said it quickly because I was really surprised.

'Oh my Good is Daniel...! make people surprised this little boy' I grumbled in my heart while crouching to take the vegetable spoon I dropped earlier.

"You why the hell?" Ask.

"No. no papa..." I shook my head to dampen my heart that had been momentarily uprooted.

"You're afraid to meet Koko?" He folded his hands while looking at me sharply.

"No... Why fear? You made me shocked earlier..". My left hand is ruffled by the waist while my right hand is holding a vegetable spoon. I want to make it clear that I'm not afraid of her brother.

"What's this?"

Deg., that's his voice.

I didn't see him but I knew it was him. My hand that was pointing Daniel's face with a vegetable spoon immediately went down. My brain immediately told me to turn to the dishwasher to wash the vegetable spoon I dropped earlier. I'm directly kicep.

I didn't answer and Daniel also seemed to have left the kitchen without a word.

"AHEM....." I turned my head and found my mother standing next to her, smiling.

"I'm sorry if you're disturbing.... We have dinner first! You can continue later.....!" Mom said to tease us.

'Mama was wrong....' My mind screams.

"Just ma... This is again this holy for a moment..." I said while playing the vegetable spoon under the tap water. Is there anyone who has been holy for a long time.

"Udah let it be. Replace the new one...!" Said mom. "Come on. The others are hungry.. Or.. he wants if the ngajakin koko yes...."

"Koko sama mama first, bentar again I nyulus..." I glanced at him when I said Koko. He wants to vomit, too. Bodo. I said it just wanted to throw up, let alone him?