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The next morning, Ical and Avi had already sailed the streets of the bukittinggi city. They had time to find breakfast before heading to the house of Maktuo.
(Soto Padang ~ google)
Their choice fell on the soto padang, a typical fruit dish of minang containing crisp jerky, lung, parchment, and suun.
"Not the Yang ?" ask Ical.
"Enak Mas's. I like it." replied Avi.
"Alhamdulilah if you like. Want to add ?" ask Ical again.
"No need to. Later even sleepy again." reject Avi.
"Yes, too" said Ical.
They focus on eating food. Only the tinkling of the cutlery clashing with the bowl sounded. Until finally the contents in the bowl run out.
"We're leaving right away ?" ask Avi.
"Come on. I pay ya first." answered Ical.
Avi waited at the door until Ical finished paying.
While waiting for Avi to see there is a wet cake seller. Avi immediately bought for the driver who had refused to be invited to breakfast.
"Buy what?" Ical suddenly appeared behind Avi.
"The mas made a surprise. This is for Mr. Anto. I didn't want to eat breakfast" Avi said.
"Oohs.. Buy a drink too. Who knows, you're still thirsty." Ical pointed at a bottle of cold drink.
"Drinks 3 decks" said Avi.
"Yes my brother." replied the little wet cake vendor.
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After 30 minutes, they arrived at a house according to the address given by Maktuo. Ical took Avi's hand down from the car. 2 Young women and a young man greeted them at the door.
"Assalamualaik." Ical gave his regards.
"Vaalaikumsalam. You're finally here." Nurul Yamg hugged Avi.
"What's up ?" Avi grabs Nurul's hand and kisses her.
"Alhamdulilah is good." replied Nurul with a smile.
"How are you Avi ?" a young woman approached Avi.
"Union Fatimah.. Finally get to meet the Union." Avi hugged her cousin.
"Yes yes. How's Ical doing ?" Fatimah did not forget to greet her cousin's sister's husband.
"Oh yes.. This is the eldest son of Maktuo, Faisal and This Azizah, wife of Bang Faisal." Nurul introduced the other man and woman.
"Hello brother. Greetings. This is my husband Mas Ical." Avi greeted the two while introducing Ical.
"Hi little sister. It's good to see you guys." Faisal smiled at his cousin and husband.
"Let's go in. We talked inside" said Fatimah.
"Yes Ni" said Avi.
"Ical sat in the living room side by side with Nurul and Ical next to him.
They continued the chatter of longing.
"You live here" Nurul said.
"No need Maktuo, we have booked a hotel in the middle of the city" declined Avi.
"Why is that ? There are still empty rooms here." Fatimah protested.
"Sir Fatim. We also want to enjoy the atmosphere of Bukittinggi." Ical gave a reason.
"It's okay with Ma. Let it. Tomorrow we take them for a walk to Fort de Kock" Faisal said.
"May also tuh. Would you like to ?" ask Fatimah. Avi stared at Ical asking for approval.
"You're Ni, Da." Ical answered representing Avi.
"Pakto where's Ni ?" ask Avi.
"Dad was looking at the garden with Bang Andi, my husband." replied Fatimah.
"So Uda Fadil ?" ask Avi again.
"Uda Fadil lives in Padang. Can't get here yet." Fatimah looked a little nervous as she replied.
"Can we get an address for Uda Fadil ?" ask Ical.
"You guys going there ?" ask Nurul.
"Yes Maktuo. We also want to go to Ismail's father's house." replied Avi casually.
"For what Vi. I'm sorry to ask" said Fatimah.
"We want to get to know my parents' extended family. Not just the Maktuo family but Dad's family too." Avi gave a reason.
"But they didn't approve of your parents Vi." Fatimah tried to influence Avi.
"What a ni. Maktuo also said that his family had been looking for our whereabouts, so it looks like they have accepted the marriage of Father and Mother" said Avi firmly.
"It's up to you" said Fatimah.
"Lunch is ready. Let's eat first." Azizah appeared in the living room.
"Let's eat Vi, Ical." Nurul.
"Don't you wait for Paku ?" ask Avi.
"No need. They came home late in the afternoon." replied Nurul.
"Yes. Father and Bang Andi are watching the palm oil harvest" Fatimah said.
"Oohs.. Okay then. Let's eat." Avi holding Nurul's arm.
The six of them sat at the dinner table and began to enjoy lunch with the menu Itiak Lado Mudo is processed duck with lado mudo seasoning aka curly green chili milled. In addition, there is also a drum made of old jengkol base material. The old jengkol was chosen because of its soft texture and not bitter taste.
(Itiac Lado Mudo ~ google)
(Start Finger ~ google)
"Don't you eat the food ?" asked Nurul who saw Ical ravenously.
"Such a son of Maktuo. Can add rice continue this anyway." replied Ical.
"Let's take it again. Don't be shy." Nurul said.
"Mas.. Eat it don't flutter." Avi reminds.
"What is Vi. Mump is here." Fatimah mediates.
"It's the same Uni as Maktuo to please" said Ical.
"Yes. Eventually you will be distended, not me." whispered Avi not to be heard by others.
"Iwai.. Just say." reply Ical.
"You are whispered - whispered ?" fatimah Protest.
"Not Ni. Not important" said Avi reasoned.
They continued to enjoy lunch while occasionally exchanging chats.
Until it does not feel the food has run out on each plate.
"Let me help wash the dishes Ni." Avi helped clean up the dirty dishes on the table.
"Let's let Mbok wash his dishes" Fatimah said.
"It's Avi helping you get into the kitchen." Avi lamgsung brought dirty dishes to the kitchen.
"Not deck. Let the Union alone." prevent Azizah.
"What a ni. Let's get it done faster" Avi said.
The two of them headed for the kitchen, while the four others returned to the living room.
"It's staying here too ?" ask Avi.
"No. We live next door." replied Azizah.
"Children where is Ni ?" ask Avi again.
"Children in all pesantren. Except for the youngest who was at his grandfather's house." Azizah replied.
"Oohs.. Hopefully next time you can meet the children of the Union yes" said Avi.
"Yes deck. Usually Saturday Sunday they come home from the pesantren" Azizah said.
"Oohs.. We'll be here again on Saturday" Avi said. Azizah simply smiled in response to Avi's words.
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Don't forget to also read the other Author's work "Rainbow Gang" which tells the life of Sissy, Zizi, Yoan and Amira before.
For those who have not read the story of Ical's parents can also read "The Love Story of the Old Virgin" or can open in my bio..
Don't forget there's a new story too, the title is "Three Dara".
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