GRINNED
CHAPTER 11: The Repot This Morning

"Dinda, wakeup. It's dawn."

Alfath's soft voice made me come to my senses from the cradle of dreams. I woke up wearing a mukena.

Astaghfirullahal ....

Apparently I fell asleep while waiting for dawn. Because of the tiredness I feel. After a night of staying up late, finishing the order. Until the sound of the Adhan from the mosque not far from home, can not be heard.

Immediately I went up to fetch water. Thankfully, we did not miss time. So that it can perform dawn prayers in time even though it must be alone at home.

After the prayer, I saw the clock was showing at 05:30. I passed into the kitchen. Heated the cooking I made. Inlaying into the rantang as a provision for sister. Then put some of it into the bowl. For the side dishes of friends lunch at the store. Some of it at home.

"What cooking is it, Din?" Greet the brother who looks neat with a sports shirt. Run like you do every day.

"Chicken Soup."

"Fixed. Don't forget to add to your brother!"

"Ih ... Brother isn't afraid of what fat?"

"Lha, sister doesn't eat alone. Brother friends like to nimbrung. Count the promotions."

"Prepare also 2 other bushels. Brother's friend's order"

"Almost forgot." I said, "Luckily, brother reminds me."

"This morning you want fried rice, don't you think?"

"No... no. No. Brother has not sold. Later this fatter body." replied brother while laughing. Leaving me who was struggling with cooking alone.

For breakfast, you usually only eat milk and bread. I rarely eat rice. Only if he wanted to, he would reqoest first.

"Mrs Dinda ..." The loud cry of Mang Maman sounded from outside.

"Mementary Mang. Entry only. The stuff is down on the porch." I replied somewhat shouting. Balancing his voice. Then I took the wallet, walked out to see him.

"Well .. this is what I want. It's okay to be a little expensive as long as the goods are fress and guaranteed. Don't be like yesterday. Later so down the quality of the cake and my cooking ..."

"I'm sorry Mang Maman, Neng Dinda. God does not repeat."

"How Much to Mang."

"That's the number, Neng."

"OK." I answered while taking out some money from the wallet.

"Please count first, Bang."

"Pass, Neng."

"And here's a temporary list for tomorrow. Later if there's a change I call, Mang."

"Excuse me, Neng."

"Please, Mang."

After Mang Maman left, Dinda sorted out vegetables, fruit, fish, meat etc. Which one is for the bakery and which one is for the needs of the kitchen.

I don't think time goes very fast. It's probably 06:00 already. Because it looks like Rani and Mira have come. They're parking the bikes next to the bakery. Ah, coincidentally thought Dinda.

"Bak Rani, please .. help me take this!" Call me half yelling.

They quickly approached me with the hassles of carrying all the groceries.

"This one goes to the store. And this please take to the kitchen." My orders while sorting through.

"Good, Ma'am." Soon, they brought the groceries.

While the two of them passed towards each destination. I saw that brother had returned from his jogging. Go inside the house to clean up. And get ready to go to the office.

Finished clean yourself, brother sat on the dining table chair. Calmly enjoy the bread I baked with a little jam on it.

I cleaned myself up quickly. Before enjoying breakfast together. Even with a different menu. Vegetarian for my diet. For today a glass of lemon water and a few pieces of apples I want to put in this stomach.

"Din, the proposal is ready."

"Beres sister."

"Yes already.".

"Do I have to go to his office, brother."

"Tell him to the office. Yes .. to the office. If you ask to send by email. Yes ... send. That's a bother."

"Sister, may I ask for help." half-scared somewhat goosebumps Dinda said that.

"What?"

"I have a little cake for Anya. His daughter is Mr. Zaidan. Please give it to me...."

"Lha what brother?"

"In a moment, Brother." 

I stopped talking, when I heard my phone ring.  There's a boss' name there. Immediately I walked away, to the front room. Leaving brother alone at the dinner table continued his breakfast.

"Assalamu 'alaikum, Ammah ..." 

From the other side, Mr. Zaidan greeted, pointing his phone at his daughter, who looked still asleep with a pouting face. Oh apparently .. he means that tho ....

"Greetings waalaikum." I replied calmly.

"Lho ... That's who's still sleeping, these days?"

"That time was Anya. Sinter, beautiful and sholihah child ...?"

"I'm awake, Ammah" he replied with his eyes still closed. But it has started to move sitting, even though it looks lazy.

"Well, this cake will be given to cats then!"

"No-no it's for Anya. Ammah promised me yesterday, right?" His eyes were already wide open.

"Shake first .. don't forget to brush your teeth. The prize will increase."

"OK, Mommy. Take a shower first."

Beeettz. My chest rippled to hear the mother's words from her tiny lips. Fortunately, Alfath did not see it. Look, I don't know what he's gonna say to me, to make me a little angry.

"Thank you, Dinda. Don't forget to bring the proposal to the office. Assalamu'alaikum." Shouted the boss Zaidan loudly. Like a hurry to leave.

It seems their funny behavior was accidentally recorded. Anya immediately got out of bed and ran, then quickly chased by her father, until she forgot to close the phone.

"Sister is done, wait for me, brother." Making the brother who was chewing the bread stop for a moment. While watching me with a wondering face.

"That's Mr. Zaidan calling, just to get his proposal to the office."

"Yes, then. Immediately prepare. It's noon."

"Good, Brother."

Soon I'll supress my lemon drink until the last drop. And put it on the table. Running to the room to change clothes. Decorate merely. Not to look too pale. I took my leptop and the other files. Which I've been preparing since last night. Then I met the sister who was cleaning up the used breakfast equipment. As well as washing dishes and dirty glasses and putting them back on the shelf near the sink.

"Have you?" Ask brother.

"Buh." I answered while fixing the location of this hijab. It feels like it is still not fit. What I am that is nervous about ....

"False, Brother. I washed my glass." My brother just smiled.

"Wait for the brother in front. Don't forget to bring the challenge."

"okay."

Like there is less. What yes ....?

Oh yeah Anya cake.

"Sister, wait a minute. I'll take Anya's cake."

"Quick."

I also walked towards the kitchen in the bakery through the front door. Which has been open since Rini arrived.

"Silvi, are you ripe pizzamu?"

"That's it, I've prepared." while pointing towards the table. Alhamdulillah ....

I put pizza, tarts, and some traditional snacks in a paper bag. Who knows how Anya likes it. While the sound of sister's car horn calling. Tell me to get out.

"thank you. I'm tipping the shop ..."

"Presents."

"How, there's still less?" Asked the brooding brother to see myself pacing back and forth. Looks like something's not quite right.

"What yes ..." I saw the trunk once.

"Here, Brother." I closed the trunk again, after making sure I had all.

"Your leptop?"

"It." I answered after sitting next to my brother who was driving.

"Yo leave ..."

For a moment we quietly enjoyed the atmosphere of the streets that began to be crowded with vehicles. Chasing to achieve a goal. Sometimes you have to overtake so as not to miss, chasing the time that continues to run.

In silence a thought passes. If only today had been broken once. How to next. I think I need help to solve all this.

"Sister."

"Hem."

"If bik Sumi stays at home how?" my proposal.  Remembering all this time Bik Sumi only asked for help on Thursday and Friday. To help prepare food on Friday bahat.

"Ask the same Sumi, can't you?"

"Yes .. I'll ask dech. It seems like more and more days are falling." I replied while enjoying a sunny morning.