Call Me Isha
7. Lunch

A few seconds later, I got a small bump from Brother Raefal. "Don't be awkward anymore, it's bad, isn't it?"

"So, how's Kak?" tanyaku.

"How do I know where you are, right?" He paused his "Gue is psychic so whatever it is, I'll know."

"Serious brother!" I don't know where I got the urge to start talking without fear or anxiety.

"Don't be too serious, I haven't got a job to feed you to our kids!" his reply even bounced.

I was silent, there was no intention to respond to Brother Raefal's joke.

"Cie who has dared to talk long," ledek Kak Raefal while focusing on driving.

I smiled a little, not expecting if his figure was not at all creepy let alone as cold as imagined.

"We go to my house first, because if you go straight to your house is still far away, you will catch a cold."

"Go home, brother!" my door.

Visiting Raefal's house which incidentally men make me feel awkward, afraid of the family's response to my presence as well as embarrassed if examined again about my appearance.

"Why? Afraid of my parents? Don't be afraid they're not biting!" the candle that made me shake. "Don't worry, there's me and my parents not at home, there's only helpers" he explained.

The car I was riding stopped in the yard of a house that was quite large like a building that was next to or in front of it.

I entered the residence of Brother Raefal who looked beautiful with a spacious courtyard decorated by various flowers and green grass.

"Let's go in!" bring him.

I just tailed behind Raefal's sister exactly like a tail until I entered the room I believed belonged to Raefal's sister.

"Lo sit here first, I'll get you a shirt" said Raefal out of the room.

I researched every corner of Raefal's room that looked messy. Lots of paper, snack wrappers, irregular blankets, sheets that are not in place, pillows under the bed and dirty clothes on the chair.

"Go to the bathroom!"

Too cool to observe until not aware of the presence of Raefal with a pair of clothes.

"Thank you Brother!"

Without a second thought I went into the bathroom Raefal then put on the clothes given.

From what I saw through the mirror, I believe that if the clothes I was wearing did not belong to Raefal, it is impossible that the man did not have a dress.

I poked my head between the doors, looking at the figure of Raefal who was focusing with his goal.

"Sister!"

Hearing that, Raefal's head turned his head and then he knitted his thick eyebrows like a person who was thinking hard.

"Sha what? How'd you get out?"

"Shame Sister," my great-granddaughter.

He raised one eyebrow. "I didn't love clothes."

"Anu." Pause sentences and compose words while looking down in embarrassment. "These are too tight, brother!"

"Sorry, that's my sister's shirt. I think it fits because look at your small body," he said, which I think is too honest.

"Nih use!" He approached while giving me a shirt that Raefal's sister had taken from the closet.

I laughed when I saw my own appearance, a shirt with oversized sleeves and sweatpants.

"Sister!" call me to hide my body behind the door like that.

"Udah? Come outside!"

"Hm. Brother,"

"Why again? Come on!"

After successfully gathering my courage out, it felt so embarrassed.

The sound of laughter attracted attention, I became more and more present because Raefal even more cool with his humor business.

"That's who cares what you look like!" His comments made me pout.

Raefal's brother walked over before crouching down in front of his feet while rolling up his pants followed by a shirt that would not lose to be repaired.

"This is so you can. Come on, let's go down!" ask him to pull my hand.

We're already downstairs. Precisely in the kitchen, I had to guess Raefal's plan to bring me here.

"Gue is hungry so you cook first. My maid is back home, because her son married." she said as if reading my mind.

"Don't you want me to cook? " manyu make sure. "Didn't he say there was a maid?"

"Gue forgot.  Yes, you have to cook. Wage because I helped."

I started to open the refrigerator and then saw the complete cooking ingredients there, I took some vegetables and also spices to cook.

This time I will cook soup, potato parchment and also fried chicken.

I began to cook this, if you ask the whereabouts of Raefal, he replied now he was waiting for all the dishes to be ready on the edge of the pantry table and sat there while playing the game in the game.

"Sister, please fry the chicken! It will be finished soon!" but he only raised one eyebrow.

"Gue's? Cook chicken? I don't want a man!" reject it.

I just snorted as loud as "Well if Big Brother is all right? Lots of guys but so Chef, the food is delicious!" I was half upset.

"Yes but I want to be CEO, Pilot, cop, or soldier, not cook!"

"So Brother! But don't get me wrong if it's long!" my kind.

"Well, what is it? Yes, I fried chicken!" word had to be thrown from the mouth of Raefal while walking towards me.

"It!" I handed him the chicken that had been seasoned.

"This is how it cooks?" Raefal looked at the chicken with a strange look.

"If the oil is hot then Brother will enter just keep waiting until the chicken is ripe!" obviously I, who only he nodded back, either really understood or pretended to understand.

"Yes!!! Isha!" shouted Brother Raefal.

I want to laugh seeing Brother Raefal now, he lifts the spatula up along with his left leg, if noticed longer he glimpses like a grasshopper.

"Basic underclassmen, even laughing, this is how it is! Holy jeez!" panic Raefal because the oil can not calm and the pan that reflects the smoke.

"If you want to fry chicken emang gini, knock on the oil, let it not be closed," I explained like a mother who was teaching her daughter to cook. Brother Raefal just nodded.

"In order to minimize the jump, the fire is censored so that the burning and the vase do not mengga mengpul gini!" I continued to shrink the fire.

       After the drama of frying chicken, now we sit face to face while eating the cuisine that finally ninety-eight percent I finished alone.

"Where? Good cooking?" my many.

"Okay," he replied flat, as flat as a wall.

"It's a habit to do it," I grumbled softly.

"Gue denger yes. Naturally, I'm doyan 'kan I am also a lager and there's only this doang ya already, forced me to eat," he replied lightly.

"Yaudah, if you're interested, I order food."

Deliberately I pulled out Raefal's plate making the man stare intently.

"Have a son! Denger. I don't like wasting food, pity out there a lot of need." He got his food back.

"When reality is not as sweet as expectation. Don't you have any persuasions?" my inner.

"Why are you even dumb? Not eat? Let's eat this abis we'll go home!"

I take my cooking and put it in my mouth and guess what my tongue feels, the food is not exactly the same as what Brother Raefal said even I think is very contrary to what was said.

He is very sharp-mouthed.

Purbalingga, 14 January 2020/16 August 2022.