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Play at home mbak Sekar (Season 1)


There were some messages from Mbak Sekar, when I opened. The message is written.


Mbak Sekar's


💬Assalamualaikum


💬How are you?


💬You didn't come here?


I suddenly felt guilty while reading the third short message.


I repay.


Risa


💬Waalaikumsalam. Good news mbak, mbak how?. I'm sorry that I didn't participate in the event of the late Ranres, a few days ago I went to the hospital.


Message read immediately.


Mbak Sekar's


💬Mbak news is not good because it did not meet you. Owe, get in the hospital. Yes nothing Ris, now you are really good right?.


Risa


💬Hahaha mbak can. Alhamdulillah Risa's condition is really good.


Mbak Sekar's


💬Ya already if so, if there is a time to play around here. Mbak kangen nih, mbak no sudden event, already yes chat-tannya. Assalamualaikum says.


Risa


💬Iya mbak, waalaikumsalam.


Right done I chat-an with mbak Sekar. Bus's coming.


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At home, I took a shower and had lunch. My stomach is starting to hurt.


I open the serving hood on the table, look chicken opor and egg balado that is still blowing smoke. I immediately took out a plate and spoon and filled it with rice and side dishes. I ate it so voraciously that my stomach hurt when moved.


"Sir, Ntar afternoon Risa want to play at the house temen yes" my permission is still sitting on the chair.


"Yes! Home before maghrib" said grandma from the kitchen.


"OKs".


With a full stomach, I walked towards the sink to wash the dishes.


"Miss! Where's the eucalyptus oil?" I'm just a little squealing.


"Side tv!"


"Nothing".


"Try looking in the bullet".


I'm looking for eucalyptus oil at Grandma's orders.


"Oh yes, there is!" my yelling. As I stood up, I saw Grandma standing next to me while covering her ears.


"Eh grandma".


"Yes grandma, you don't know if you forget the old grandma, don't scream near grandma if you don't want grandma's ears fitted with erplug" he said while sitting on the television and enjoying the broadcast.


"Risa didn't know if grandma was next to Risa, sorry grandma" I sat down next to grandma and undressed the clothes that covered my stomach. I rubbed the stomach using white wood. A few minutes later after rubbing eucalyptus oil on my stomach, my stomach started to feel better.


"Granny sorry".


"Sponsbob is a nek" I suggested.


"What is spongybob?" ask grandma while changing the waves.


"That's lhoh nek, the sponge that lives in the sea, which has many holes in its body, the color is yellow, which is his best friend petrik star the starfish, his neighbor squidward the octopus, the chef's Mr. krab the crab, who cooks the krabby patty" I explained at length about the spongebob.


"Is that how spongebob got split?" granny's laughter as she pointed at the yellow sponge that was split into four pieces.


"Sponsbob granny, not spongebob" my correction.


"Yes that".


I took the phone in the room and took it to the living room. Grandma had started to like spongebob cartoons, while I was getting tired of them. I opened the indigo team and told that I will go to the house mbak Sekar later in the afternoon. Zara, Glen and the others decided to come along.


In the afternoon, I was neatly wrapped in jeans and a gray hodie, not to forget the bandana from Adam also adorned my head. After my friends came, I paid my respects to Grandma. The trip this time is not using an indigo team car, but a car that Glen borrowed from his mother's car dealer and Adam's car. The men were in Adam's car while the women were in Glen's mother's car.


"When did you have a Glen dealer?" manya curious.


"It's not long, it's only an year".


"That's old Glen".


Arriving in front of the fence of the house mbak Sekar, I said assalamualaikum that was earthy with the others until the door opened.


"Ehh.. Risa and friends, let's go in" said mbak Sekar after opening the fence.


"Who's in the house?" my many.


"No one Ris, my mother's father left" I nodded and sat down on the floor with a velvet carpet.


"Uuuuu.u is very soft" said Ais while rubbing her cheeks on the carpet.


"Terrible cheer for you! Is there a carpet like this in your house?" growled Glen while pinching the waist of Ice.


"There".


"Udahlah! Don't be tacky, your house is there".


"Udah is not papa Glen, if I like it yes justin. I also like rubbing my cheeks into the carpet if it's more bosen" sergah mbak Sekar makes Ais smile triumphantly.


"I'm sorry mba, but I'm a gini" said Glen.


"No papa. Oh yes, you wait a moment yes, mbak want to take a snack as well as make a drink first" mbak Sekar passed to the kitchen. I who do not want to bother mbak Sekar caught up with him and helped him in the kitchen.


"Thank You Ris".


"Yes mba" I brought a tray of drinks into the living room. While the snack will be brought by mbak Sekar.


"Later at night there's a night market downtown, you know what?" tanya looked at us all.


"Know mbak, I was told by the neighbors" said Zara.


"Later you guys are there?" ask her again.


"If I'm sure, isn't it Ai?" sahut Glen's.


"So I hear the sound of flies, you don't hear Ris? Not the shady one?" me and Mbak Sekar shook their heads together after looking at each other.


"This is youh mba, Ris flies" said Ais while moving her eyeballs to the left. Where Glen was sitting looking at him annoyed.


"Lo tell me how to fly!" Glen pulled Ais' hair until A screaming Ice filled the living room.


"Udah! Don't noise! Self-conscious, if again at home people" interrupted Zara.


Mbak Sekar just shook his head to see the action of Ais and Glen.


"So.. Later tonight you guys go to the night market?" ask me again.


"Yes" I said looking at the others who immediately nodded their heads.


"Wahhhh it looks like it's going to be exciting, later tonight we meet there yes" we all nodded.


The time left before Maghrib arrived we spent talking lightly with mbak Sekar. Turns out he's cool.


"Sir, we say we go home first yes, it's late afternoon" said another.


"Aren't you going to finish maghrib?" ask Sekar as if we do not want to go home.


"I have promised my grandmother that if you want to go home before Maghrib, you will meet again at the night market" I said.


"Yes, that's it".


"Pamit first yes mba" mbak Sekar nodded.


Seriate...


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