
The cold air filled every nape of the neck. I don't know what I'm planning to do this morning. Weekend is a good time to relax. Since waking up, my mind was only focused on the task of the lecturer who had to be sent the day after tomorrow. Oh shit, how sad.
Apparently from last night, my stomach hasn't been filled with anything but coffee. The hunger wrapped around the pain. I want to cook, but walking to a traditional market like Bullring Markets at the end of the road is so lazy. The inter-messaging service just makes the monthly allowance messy. Indeed instant noodles are the best choice at times like this.
I got up to the kitchen on the bottom floor. Suddenly the front door bell rang. Who is visiting so early.
"Wait, please"
My steps were faster to climb the stairs with a light brown wood motif. Are Eva and the others ? Didn't they say the day after tomorrow they'll be back.
I was shocked when I opened the door. My eyes are happy. I don't know what wind brought them here. Like dream. But what dreams come so early.
In front stood a family that of course I knew very well. Joe's brother, and his wife, Rose. Don't forget to join the twins Hana, Hara. The two five-year-old boys immediately hugged me cheerfully. Their dimples and stocky bodies are so adorable.
"Surprise. hehehe"
I'm moved. Brother Joe and his family came all the way to visit me here without any news. It was really a big surprise. Although I know that not everyone is as happy and warm as they are, the woman next to him seems as unfriendly as ever, Rose.
"Why don't you tell me first, I can pick you up. Where's the cold weather like this"
I was telling them to come in. I hurried to the kitchen to make them some hot chocolate cups while raising the temperature of the room heater. That's all that can be served here because there is no snack or snack because we have not been shopping.
"It was intentional, Hana said she wanted to make a surprise for her aunt. Mumpung from the company there is business here with the kids. After all, the bonus is good enough to leave a family. When will hehe. I was going to talk to auntie, but you know what your mother did. Must be the reason for bothering to take care of his restaurant that hahaha"
Hihihi I am am glad to hear it. Mother is so. His little shop was proudly always referred to as a restaurant. I never look at the little things. Although in the shop was only composed of a few old benches, and makeshift decor, here are the wall paintings I made there myself.
At least every corner of the ornament we make classy not with anything.
But full of sincere feelings and love, so that the mother's noodle shop is never empty of buyers. And of course because it tastes good.
Uniquely, my mother always refused to answer my phone.
"It's better to keep the money than make a mother's phone. Costs are expensive there. Don't call mom. Focus on studying there. Go home when your master's program is complete. I will never forget to always pray for you. Take good care of yourself. Don't worry about mom. Don't forget to take a lot of vitamins"
I know, that's no excuse. Mothers are people who have such high emotional feelings. He was afraid that talking to me for too long made it easy to cry because he missed. He did not want such a thing would only add to my sadness of wandering in the land of people. He wants me to be his strong son. Hmm. I sighed softly.
"But good news, sister ?"
"Of course, who's trying at her age is still so nimble if not your mother"
we laughed. Hana and Hara followed me into the kitchen. They seem to miss me too.
"Your flats are good, they're expensive"
Sister Rose said as I returned from outside to take delivery service for our lunch. Of course Joe's brother paid. While the husband was putting the children to sleep in the room, the woman began to open her voice without even seeing me. His gaze was busy opening the contents of the magazine on the table.
I'm still fixated, there's discomfort in hearing his sarcastic words. Unknowingly this hand squeezes the crackle bag slowly.
"This flat is a joint lease. The monthly is even cheaper than a regular rental. It just so happens that my friend is smart to negotiate with his property agent. So let's just say we're very lucky"
My reply was firm before the satire sentence crept everywhere.
The woman looked. He got up and walked closer. Half whispering he returned cynical, cynical,
"I just want you to be aware of your position. Joe is your mother's nephew, but please stop bothering him. I know, last month he sent you money right ? Until when are you gonna be a prankster in our family"
After saying that, he casually climbed up following Brother Joe and his children. Of course with a fake smile.
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