Your mouth Harimau

The Tantaku House

I again landed my body on the sofa in the living room. Mom came from the bathroom.

He smiled at me, "Shopie, you're out for a minute, kid, get satay for our dinner"

"Yes, Mom," I replied flatly. Mom went into the room and gave me the money. Then he went in again and Dad came out with a towel wrapped around his neck. They alternate cleaning the body.

I took a bike in the side garage. Riding the bike slowly, the street lights and the house lit up brightly, I did not experience obstacles until the place of the satay seller.

After satay I got, I went straight home. The night air felt like it was piercing my bones. I put on my coat before I left the house.

Until home, I put satay on the dining table. My mom and dad were waiting for me there.

"Call your sister, Shop!" father's orders.

"But…"

"Quick," urged Dad, while my mother was busy preparing dishes and spoons, as well as glasses.

I walked with my legs dragged into Rendy's room. My feet hurt when I climbed the stairs. I just got home, but I was told to go back.

"Ren, get down," I said. "Evening is ready"

I eat it well, because satay is my favorite food. The atmosphere was quiet at dinner. There was only the sound of clinking plates and spoons clashing.

"After we're done go to the house of Tantemu, Shop" said Mother suddenly expel the silence.

"Rendy's coming, too, right?" I asked while continuing to eat satay in front of me.

"Hey! I have to study. You know now that I'm in ninth grade, I have a lot to repeat in order to face the final exam." Rendy protested. My eyebrows shot up next, obviously I asked my mother why she answered.

"Rendy's right" said Father in support of Rendy's words.

Either too happy or too excited, when his hand was pushed down, it hit the dining table hard. The plate shook and the water in the glass spilled slightly. He grimaced in pain. I think a little embarrassed too. His face instantly reddened, like a boiled crab. Mom and Dad looked at me with angry eyes without speaking.

"Ha-ha..eat tuh, YESS!" myrag. "Good cup. Lots of style, anyway!"

After dinner, I helped my mother tidy up the table and bring dishes and dirty glasses to the sink. Rendy went straight back to her room, while Dad moved to the living room. Waiting over there.

"Quickly bit! We'll be on the road tonight" cried my father.

After putting the dirty dishes and glasses. Mom and I immediately followed into the living room. Next we'll go to my aunt's house. My aunt's house isn't too far away just ten kilometers away from our residence.

Dad drove the vehicle at moderate speed. The streets are not too crowded at night, unlike the afternoon at work. On the way, Dad stopped his car, right in front of a fruit shop. Mother invited me down to buy some fruit that would be given to my aunt.

I whined and refused by making excuses my body was tired. Mom tried to drag me out of the car, but I stayed. After his efforts were unsuccessful, he finally walked into the fruit shop by himself with a slightly irritated face.

"What's wrong, Shop?" ask Dad to me.

"I was tired, I was told to buy satay. Then when I came back directly told to call Rendy to her room," I replied in a soft voice, so that Dad would believe me.

"Maybe you eat less vegetables, so your body gets tired easily" replied my father.

I kept quiet, not returning his words. Sometimes my father says something that makes me confused what to answer. Mom got into the car with a bag of apples and oranges. He turned his body around, thrusting the bag at me.

Dad continued the journey. After fifteen minutes we finally arrived at my aunt's house. My aunt's house isn't very big, she lives alone with her husband. Billy's son, go with his grandmother. My aunt used to look at Billy on school holidays.

My aunt was unwell, and the purpose of our visit was to visit and comfort her. I don't think I'm very good at it. I barely spoke a word. Rendy should come along, he would often make jokes while talking. Even if the joke is only he understands.

During that visit. Dad, Mom, and Tantikku coolly chat, I just be a good listener. More precisely trying to be good. I was less close to my aunt than my uncle. Unfortunately during our visit, uncle was going out of town for work. Ten o'clock in the evening, we finally bid farewell home.