(Who) I'm Without you
New neighbors

After the rain subsided that morning, Dinda descended from her room to the front porch where her parents were enjoying a warm cup of tea with a plate of fried food.

"For Ma Pa, I really did not wake up this morning" Dinda protested to her parents because today is Sunday but it seems like Dinda forgot about it.

"Today's not Sunday baby, you forgot?" mama said while tidying up her single child's messy hair. While Papa just smiled looking at his daughter and wife.

"Aishhh I forgot Ma, and I shouldn't waste time waking up this early. Yes Ma, I want to go to the room to continue my sleep yes" said Dinda while standing up leaving her parents in front.

"Waking up in the morning is good, so that your soul mate is not pegged by a chicken" the Papa sneered at his daughter.

"Not the soul mate Pa, but sustenance" reply Dinda who instead not so go to her room.

"Stupid is also sustenance, right Pa?" mama said as she moved her eyebrows because she had conspired to corner the princess.

"Mama uh, why follow Papa instead of belain me" said Dinda while putting on a sullen face.

"Udah ah, I am in the room, rather than being tempted by Mama Papa. It's bossssyan" he continued. Dinda went straight into the middle chamber with a deliberate step he made to sound until the front porch sounding his joints "plaque plaque plaque plaque" came into contact with the floor as a form of displeasure colonized by his parents. But in his true heart he was not upset or angry with his parents, because sometimes things like this that makes him always miss his Mom Papa if not in jahili, ("but yes not often, not often, bete too". Benak Dinda ya gaiiiss hehe).

Daylight

Dinda POV

"Huaammmmm, what time is it really like a laper stomach" I said after waking up from my long sleep and not dreaming at all. Though I really want to sleep and then have a dream so that I can tell it to my friends because I often hear my friends tell me about the dreams they experience. But I just every time I dream often forget when I wake up. (Not just Dinda, author is also often so. if Readers how ?)

"Ahhh already 12 o'clock half turned out, pantesan laper. Take a shower before eating" I said after seeing the clock on my phone and move from the bed to the bathroom.

While taking a shower, Mama banged on the door of my locked room from the inside while calling me.

"Dindaaaa, Dindaaaa, wake up son. This afternoon, no laper? Dindaaaa, Mama and Papa want to go ahead, there is a new neighbor who bought his house Mr. Lukman so want acquaintances all help what can be helped" the scream of the mother who did not hear the sound of the shower from my bathroom.

"What Ma? It's waking up. Ga. Yes Yes" so my response after turning off the shower when I faintly heard my mother calling.

At once I laughed because to me it was funny too, I didn't hear what Mama said, but "yes yes" only when I was sure that Mama didn't hear my response from the bathroom. Then I continued my bath until it was over.

After getting dressed, I went down to the dining room. The look of a very delicious and tempting side dish began to make boisterous residents of my stomach.

I instantly filled my plate with rice and all kinds of side dishes. But...

"Sleepy, huh? Maaa.... Maa..... Paaa.... Biiii.... Biiiii.." I looked around and called out to the residents of the house, but there was no one.

"Bi, Mama Papa where are you? How come there's nothing" I asked Bi Hanum who was washing her hands in the sink.

"Oh, Mama Papa Non in front. At the house of Mr. Lukman who was sold out. You have come non new neighbors" said Bi Hanum

Indeed, a few weeks ago Mr. Lukman sold his house because he and his family would move to Banten according to his work mutation. I am quite sad to have to part with Ari, his son Pak Lukman who is one year younger than me and he is very handsome. I have a crush on him, but I'm ashamed. Even in front of him always act as if I don't like him. Huh if only Ari knew if every night I imagined his face and wished him to be my soul mate, iiihhhh must be ilfeel once he. Because he not only knows my good, but my "bad". "Ohhhh Ariiiiiii" my inner voice screamed.

"Non, astaghfirullahal'adhim. Ngucap Non's. Non why? Aunty was shocked" Bi Hanum said with her panicked face while stroking my shoulder. At that moment I realized, not my mind that was screaming. But it was me who was screaming. Malunyaaaa.

"Father Bi, I. I. just vocal training. I'm sorry I made Auntie anxious hehe". That's what I can say to remove my embarrassment in front of Bi Hanum.

Fortunately Bi Hanum people just mangut-mangut aka plate, so not much to ask again. That is also the reason why he became a senior Household Assistant in this house, because his work is good and not too dizzy with anything that his employer experienced.

He was truly devoted and manganayomi to the junior ART at my house. Although everything that is urgent related to the affairs of the house work is determined by him.

Papa trusted him to pay attention to the pet cat and the cleanliness of the cage if Bi Hanum's husband was obstructed or was unable to do so. Bi Hanum I already thought of as a grandmother, because the way she cared about me reminded me of my late grandmother who was silent but actually cared.

Flashback a little yes, at that time I was still in High School and went home to school I hung out first in one of the Mall that just opened at that time. I was so excited to gather with friends, I could not remember coming home and from the morning my phone was in silent mode.

By the time I got home, the day had started at night and of course I got a sharp plot from papa because I did not tell if I wanted to go home at night. I also thought I would be angry, but it turns out I was just kept quiet by my parents after the incident.

Until I reached the peak, I who felt guilty finally did not dare to eat breakfast, lunch, or dinner with my parents at the dinner table. Because, it's very awkward to face to face but I'm not considered.

It was from then on that I started to get used to eating in the room alone, and that was known to Bi Hanum. Until one day, when I was about to open the door to take a meal downstairs, I found a tray full of rice dishes along with side dishes and a glass of drink and 1 bowl of fruit.

I thought it was Mama trying to get me to make up. But, it turned out that after I investigated, Bi Hanum was the one who did it. Since then I have been very dear and close to Bi Hanum.

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