
Zaky
Mommy's cooking is second to none. One of the most delicious dishes I have ever tasted. Mama's cooking is also delicious, but Mommy's cooking is more delicious. Today's dinner is all Mommy cooks. There is pindang bandeng, vegetable soup, fried chicken and also sambal. Well, if you eat Mommy's cooking anyway I like khilaf.
"Darling, would you like to go back?" baby asked as if he knew I was still hungry.
I would say yes but I am ashamed to say so. I want to say no but I want to go. How's dong?
"Abi who wants to add. Abi is still hungry!" Abi thrust his empty plate at Mommy so that his beloved wife to spoon more rice and side dishes.
"Zaky, let's go again!" take Mommy.
I was about to nod my head when Abi interrupted, "Already, don't be forced. Maybe Zaky did cut down on dinner to make it healthier. Is that Zak?"
Can't dong I answer no? I don't agree with Abi. I need to find face now. I had to be all right with Abi so that my relationship with Baby was smooth so I could move into our house immediately without much drama.
"Yes, Bi. I'm full" I replied with a smile.
Baby who's not sure, Baby asked me again. "Are you really full? I can't sleep later if I'm hungry!"
"Already, Honey. I'm full, even if I can't sleep later on," I said reasoned.
"Have, don't be forced again. Poor Zaky," said Abi, enjoying her dinner with pleasure. O Allah, am I envious of Abi? You can eat freely without thinking about anything else. Don't know Abi, I want to go back?
"Judah, when you are full." Baby picked up the apple and was about to peel it.
"I'm all I've got for you!" I took the knife and the apple Baby was holding and peeled it for him.
"It looks like a good peeled apple too!" sindir Abi's.
"May want? I'm peeling you guys?" bargained.
"Let Mommy do it for Abi" Mommy offered.
"Mommy hasn't finished eating. Mommy just eat first" said Abi.
"Yes right, My. I'm all I'm gonna get. All of you," I replied.
After peeling the apple for Baby, I peeled the apple for Abi. I put it on a small plate that Mommy had prepared and gave it to Abi. "This, Bi."
"Thank you" Abi, who had finished her dinner, now ate the apple I had peeled.
"Baby wants another fruit? Let me peel," I bargained.
Baby shook his head. "Already, Mas. It's full," Baby refused.
"None of the apples you peeled." Suddenly Abi commented. "It feels sweeter."
"Abi likes? Can I pack another one?" bargain again.
"Bored apples continue. I think mangoes are delicious!" answer Abi.
"Mommy alone is that what I peeled for Abi? Mommy's done eating!" Mommy offered herself.
"Well, Zaky went first to Abi. If Abi refuses, Abi will not appreciate Zaky dong's efforts?" answer Abi.
"Just me, My. It'sit's okay. I like to peel fruit" I said lying. All this time Mama who always peeled the fruit that I want to eat, now even I am in charge of peeling the fruit for my in-laws. Good thing I understand how to peel it because I learned it from Mama.
"No, Zaky said it's okay. Let it. Later he got a reward, My," said Abi reasoned.
"That's enough. Very good Zaky with Abi," praised Abi. I know that compliment is not sincere. Let it. I must be patient and accept Abi's treatment in return for my past mistakes.
I peeled the fruit back for Abi and served it on a small plate. Abi eats deliciously while Baby just bobbles his head with his Abinya behavior.
After dinner, Baby and I went back to the room. We pray together and then sleep. It's good to be back to sleep hugging Baby all night. I fell asleep and woke up at dawn when the knocking on the door startled me.
"Zake! Wake up! Come pray dawn in the mosque!" abi said waking me up.
I am still lazy and will pray at home, but Abi is not that easy to let me live easily.
"Come on, wake up! Iqomat hunt! The boy is good to pray in the mosque!" namel Abi knocked on Baby's room door.
"Yes, Bi. Hoams. I wash my face and wudhu first" I replied as I yawned.
"OKAY. Abi wait downstairs! 5 Minutes yes!" Abi was gone shortly.
I quickly got up and took the water. Gawat, I don't have any more cocoa! It's all at Mama's house. It's impossible to wake up a mother who's still in deep sleep. Never mind, just wear the ones.
I took a t-shirt and trousers. I brought the prayer mat and went downstairs. Baby is still asleep, I'll wake up when I get home from the mosque.
"Do you want to pray wearing clothes like that?" ask Abi when I'm downstairs.
I'm nodding. "Shirt me at Mama's house, Bi."
"Sheaths and pecis don't wear either! You think you're going to the Mall? Waita minute!" Abi went into the room and came out with his sarong, his cocoa shirt and his peci. "Wear this!"
I accepted Abi's hand and put it on. "Thank you, Bi."
We then walked together to the mosque located inside the complex. Just a few steps out of the house, someone called Abi from behind.
"Girl!"
Abi and I looked back and Om Bastian called. "Bareng dong!"
"Come on!" answer Abi.
We walked the three of us in the cold air at dawn. Luckily I was wearing the cocoa shirt that Abi gave me, otherwise I would have been cold.
"Cie, now that the dawn prayer is here!" goda Om Bastian's.
"Yes dong. The boy should pray in the mosque. Join the mosque. If not us, who will enliven the mosque? A marbot? The mosque was built magnificently but there were no worshippers. Isn't it ashamed of the mosques in the far corners of the area? Built as if but many of his worshippers?" abi's talk at dawn.
"Lo's talk, Gas. Still morning! Take three friends! Sony is still working with Riko to the club. Keep besan lo still molor because busy managing the company," said Om Bastian.
"Have her son wake up every morning. Let discipline and get used to praying in the mosque" Abi told me.
"Yes, Bi. I'll tell Papa."
We also arrived at the mosque. Only a few people came for the morning prayers. After the prayer, we chatted while walking home. Apparently it is also good to pray at dawn in the mosque. The body also becomes fresher because it breathes fresh air that is still clean.
"Gas, when can Zaky take Baby home?" tanya Om Bastian represents me who is afraid to ask.
"Ntar, if Baby has already given birth to a second child!" Abi walked into the house. Left me who suddenly felt desperate.
Long time to go home? Huf ....
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