An Overdose of Love
Persuading You to Make Cake. Season 2
It was getting quieter when night came. Many people have entered the house. The clock is already showing at number nine. Maybe the activity only occurs in the house, so that around the house of a lonely neighbor there is no more people, who are like uninhabited.
I was exhausted just lying in my own room. The legs try to I recommend, so that the muscles can be saggy due to a day of work invited. Sitting on the bed board I now do, while hands busy reading the recipe book of cake making. Netra continued to explore one by one the writing along with the picture.
Dert .. dzzzzt, the device on the nightstand has vibrated.
The name Chandra is making a call.
"Tumben, is this a night-night phone guy?" a heart that feels strange.
Click, the button listed green I've swiped up.
[Hmm, what's up Chandra?]
[Are you in the shop or are you home?]
[I've been home a long time. Indeed why?]
[Then I pick you up at home, I'll explain everything]
[What's the hell? You look so jumpy?]
[If you have met later I will explain, it is not nice to talk on the phone]
[Emm, fine then]
[Hm, wait for my arrival]
[Yes]
The master who just called was deadly, Netra just squeaking next door because it felt strange.
"What happened to you, Chandra? How he's willing these nights to come," wobbly.
"Ahh, I'd rather be prepared, than think hard but not know the answer, because Chandra wants to come here," Just get out of bed.
Shabby clothes to wear everyday at home, I have changed to make it even better. It is not good if we meet guests, but the clothes are not worth as a ragged camping, although it can still be used but specifically at home, because no one sees and will sneer.
The mother and the foster father seemed to have fallen asleep. They are tired today, after their rice-planted rice fields have been harvested. I can't work like them, because if the sun hits like a sudden dizziness, maybe the effect never at all exploring work that grapples with the sun.
Hand stirring sugar so that it can dissolve quickly with tea. When a little daydreaming, the sound of the car engine began to stop in front of the house.
"Sounds like Chandra's coming?."
"Who is that, son? How did the car stop in front of our house?" mother asked suddenly in shock, who was likely awakening.
"It looks like it, Chandra."
"Ohh. Why are these nights so visible?" added Mother.
"No idea, Mom. Karin asked her, but she said she would explain after we met."
"Ooh. Yeah, already. You meet the guest, I'm going to the bathroom first."
"Yes, Mom. Please."
A tray of two cups of tea, I brought them to the front for a guest I hadn't opened the door.
"Assalamualaik."
"Getishalight."
The door that had been locked from earlier was opened.
"Eeh, you've come. Let's go in."
"Yes, thank you. I'm sorry I've been troubling you."
"Yes, no pa-pa. Come, please sit."
"Yes, thank you."
"Emm."
"I'm really sorry, because these nights are bothering you at rest."
"Ohh.
"I came here with a certain purpose and purpose, but previously apologized to you, because mama had made trouble," Chandra had cupped both hands in the chest.
"That's why I've forgotten it. Maybe it is not our sustenance there," replied hospitality.
"But I'm really sorry about all that, and tonight came here because there was a need to be about it."
"What do you mean, right?" Confusion asked.
"I mean we want that cake again, can we? Because there's no store that can help us?" Chandra.
"Well, if it can't, because we've partly given the cake to the orphanage."
"Ahh, how is this? Because the only hope depends only on your store," Chandra looks sad.
"Where, yeah. Cake is no more."
"Keep, is there no other way we can help? Because it's very important for tomorrow's event. For example, can you make it for us now?" Chandra IDE.
"Well, if it can't, because the employees have all gone home. It's late at night anyway, so I can't bother those who must be tired."
"Where is this, Dad? If you do not provide, it will definitely be a mess tomorrow. Poor tantaku who had to bear the shame because there was no cake," Chandra looked gloomy.
"Hhhh, what else? Because you just said it now."
The mother who had gone to the bathroom was back. Chandra kissed his back hand.
"What's up, Karin? Why is Chandra's son these nights coming?" Mother asked.
"The cake request problem, ma'am. But Karin can't give now, because it's night and the employees are home."
"It's important, 'was that?" My mother sat beside me.
"Obviously yes, Auntie. Cake will be worn tomorrow morning."
"What you really can't provide, Karin? Poor fellow Chandra needs that cake."
"In the store there are still some, only some can not meet."
"Lha, what's wrong?."
"And the employees don't work anymore, so there's no one who can help make it later."
"It takes a lot of people, does it?."
"Not really, Mom. Maybe two or three is enough."
"If you really want to help Nak Chandra, why don't you ask her to make that cake? But have to ask Nak Chandra for help, because the employees are not there" Mother's idea.
"Well, that's right, Auntie. I'll be ready to help you Karin, because this is an emergency and very important. How's it?" Their suggestions confused me.
"Where, dad?"
"Help Chandra for a moment. If it wasn't an emergency and very important, I wouldn't let you work these nights" I've been in full support.
"Yes, Karin. Pleaseeee, just help this once."
"Hhhhh, okay. If you think this is the main road."
"Alhamdulillah, if you want to help," said Mother.
"Thank you for the idea, Mom. Thank you also to Karin, who's willing to help."
"Yes, equally," replied Mother and I compactly.
Finally I was forced to change clothes again, to immediately fulfill Chandra's wishes. Even though he is tired of the body, what's wrong if it helps him for a moment.
Mom has taken us both to the porch. Hands start waving when they get in the car. Ready to struggle again with flour, even though the eyes feel very heavy due to drowsiness.