
The acid in the salty mountain in Laut’, as the saying goes that our life today is very suitable and in accordance with whatever levels apply to our lives.
Anala who began to be confused with her feelings, sometimes her heart and mind did not go hand in hand
Anala was confused what happened in the future about her life and Maryam, coupled with the presence of Rangga which was enough to make Anala's mind restless, especially in a way, by, rangga's attitude that shows what kind of affection anala expects.
In the afternoon right in front of the terrace of the house of Anala planted a variety of greenery and flowers, Anala read about ‘arti keikhlasan’, the, in between – between reading Anala sometimes pensive a few minutes and living every word of the book, heavy indeed forget but if not, it is much heavier for the burden of life in the future, he said, Anala whispered to her heart.
’Anala do not expect to man who has returned to his creator, longing for the dead is endless, indeed, but if we get stuck with that longing it will torment all the mental health we need to live this life normally'.
“umma, want ice cream”, whine Maryam on Anala who is struggling with every sheet – sheets of books she reads.
“nak, yesterday it has been umma said, can not eat ice cream often – often son, then you will already eat ice cream, later flu son, cough also ”, persuaded Anala.
“uma, want ice cream”, long whine Maryam like a child – children who do not want to obey the advice of Anala who forbid Maryam.
“umma makes well ice cream should not be bought outside yah”, one suggestion Anala gave to Maryam that makes her happy not love.
“iya umma want umma, let's make yok”, please,
“but umma does not have the ingredients nak”, answered Anala who made Maryam frown, because it can not immediately make ice cream while her longing for ice cream can no longer be delayed.
“ayo lah umma we buy that yok, I want to follow ya umma, in the front stall kan”, the bad mood of Maryam had moved in a better direction.
“umma use chocolate no, use yes. yes . ya”, pinta Maryam who whines at Anala to buy chocolate.
“ok ya later buy it can not be much – much yes son, it will be sweet chocolate”.
“ok umma”, replied Maryam with her tiny thumb.
Ice cream is not new to Maryam, because all of her in the womb alias is still in the stomach Anal, Anala really likes ice cream, because she loves ice cream, when looking at the ice cream Anala it feels like to take all the ice cream, that's why Maryam is a cream lover, you know you know.
“buy milk powder, same chocolate mbak”, pinta Anala on the seller in the stall.
“how many packs of milk powder?”, asked the seller.
“ten packs aja mbak”, replied Anala.
“umma want to buy it”, point Maryam to one of the items that are not eaten.
“which nak?”, asked the confused Anala which Maryam chose as her additional snack.
“that's the white color umma, that's the one in the plastic bag it”, point maryam on the collection of white objects repellent cockroaches, namely camphor.
“no can, it's mothballs, which can be eaten, later if eaten later poisoning”, explained Anala.
“ohhh ok deh”, replied Maryam while covering her mouth with her right hand.
“how much?”, asked Anala who would pay for the goods she bought it.
“thirty-five thousand mbak”, replied the seller while looking at Maryam's amusing expression that was wrong to buy snacks.
The ice cubes that Anala removed from the refrigerator began to melt with a significant change in temperature.
“umma starts melting nih ice cubes” call Maryam on Anala who is stirring the ingredients of ice cream mixture in a stainless bowl.
“what is salt for umma?”, asked Maryam confused and curious about her uma advice.
“salt is useful for ice cubes, to decrease the freezing point, so that the ice cubes are not easily melted or melted”, explained Anala.
“oh so umma, I understand umma”, explained Maryam who already knows the meaning of his uma.
“nak here put the ice batter in this pan”, tell Anala.
“ok umma keeps this abis made what umma”, Maryam replied while pouring slowly – slowly the ice cream dough into the baking pan that Anala took.
“continue this baking sheet is placed in the ice cube it nak”, orders Anala.
“diapain this umma, already so this”, said Maryam who put the ice cream dough on a container containing ice cubes, and Maryam thought after putting the dough, and Maryam thought after putting the dough, then the ice cream will be straight away.
“not son, played - son yes son until the ice cream dough is a bit frozen like the ice cream you made nak”.
“iya umma played ya”, Maryam turned the ice cream dough slowly.
“umma pegel his hand umma, replace ya umma”, whine give up Maryam who already felt sore in her hand.
“sini umma rotate, you if you eat want not”, ask Anala ledek.
“ya if you eat yes want la umma, who the hell does not want to eat”, clearly plain Maryam who eventually became a victim of the evil Anala who pinched Maryam's chubby cheeks.
“sick umma, turn it , can't wait to eat it”, pouted Maryam.
“Maryam already so nih son, sini”, call Anala to Maryam who is in the room playing, who took a new play that was bought by Rangga.
“ya umma bentar”, cried maryam.
“nih try first one spoon of nak”, Anala take a little ice cream handmade and feed into Maryam's mouth.
“gimana.. how about. ?”, asked Anala while raising her eyebrows.
“hmmmm umma” good, replied Maryam while raising her thumbs up.
“enak ya”, ask Anala more ensure.
“ya very good umma, managed kita” ice cream.
“es our cream or ice cream umma?”, asked Anala who was joking that.
“es cream we umma, although this hand pegelnya umma” fast, replied Maryam while she heard the grin.
“umma no bread?”, asked Maryam while looking for the existence of the carbohydrate object.
“ada nak, it's in the lowest refrigerator”, explained Anala.
“nih umma put her ice cream on top of this”, pinta Maryam who is impatient to taste the ice cream with her fresh bread
“nyam.. nyam.yam very good umma”, response Maryam.
“successfully yes ice cream kita”, exclaimed Anala, kring.kring..kring, there is the sound of mobile phone Anala coming from his room.