
The night came so perfect, cloudy and starry as if time sided with Pram who had arranged a plan in such a way as to leave at midnight. Pram smiled as he pulled back the chair in the dining room.
"Eat a lot, Mak, sir" said Pram patiently.
"You eat a lot, Pram. Your mother and father were content to eat anything until this old age." Asih put three white rice pitchers into his son's plate, fried chicken and sauteed kale. One plate was seen to be up in the mountains until Pram grimaced happily who was forced to tear at his face.
"No problem, I will not have to stop at the roadside stall. Mother is most understanding." Inner Pram. After washing his hands, he devoured everything his mother had prepared with love and without any premonition.
"What do you want after eating?" ask Pram.
His big suitcase could not be dropped from the room if both parents had not slept or at least went out.
"Tumben asked me what you want, do you want to take a walk here Pram?" tanya Asih looked at her son.
"If mom and dad want to go, where are you going?" tawar Pram relax.
If his parents are tired, his sleep will get better and he will not know he is out of the house, he thought nimble, he said, after all, his age and his own lie made him have to think hard to avoid the coercion of the ghost debt collector in a calm way.
"Well, that's right, Pram. Mama will take a walk to the mall." The rapturous welcome from Asih makes Pram even more suppressed guilt. But there was no word void for him after what he had passed in order to fulfill his mother's wishes was so difficult and reduce his sanity.
Pram assures, once everything is ready and Avanza his mother he drives with focus. Pram contacted Ari via chat app.
Mas Ari, please drop my blue suitcase on top of the closet and hide it in the bushes under the mango tree. Make sure Mbok Sum doesn't look!
Ari Kontan acts like a ferret who wants to hunt chicks, keeping an eye on Mbok Sum's movements while sneaking towards Pram's room. While Mbok Sum can actually be said, he did not know the appearance of Ari in the Pram house even chuckled in the room while watching his favorite soap opera.
Ari swung the door with a tense expression, as if actually risking her life for a blue suitcase.
"Well, the suitcase is all blue. Where should I go down?"
Ari ruffled her waist while thinking, because it was unclear which one she should take, Ari dropped off the three blue suitcases all of them. He carried one by one the suitcase to the bushes under the mango tree with the same expression. Tense, as if it had truly become an impromptu burglar.
Ari ruffled her waist while sighing. "Ribet really did, but just said to want a picnic just bother like a prisoner want to run away!" he left the bushes.
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In the mall, Asih chose a ring with a small pink gem while buying jewelry in gold and diamond outlets highlighted by bright lights to make the shine of gold and diamonds glow beautifully.
"Suitable for this Pevita, Pram." Asih grabs Pram's hand while putting the small box for Pevita vigorously. "Don't forget this gift of love to him, say from mother let him know mother is also affectionate and not fierce."
Pram accepted it with a fretful smile. How not to fret, the finger that should be pinned the ring does not exist. Pevita is just a lie lover, a mere delusion of a single bachelor man who longs for the tender caress of affection despite still being afraid of trying to post heart on the verge of death.
"If small or how big, Mom? I've never held her hand." I'm Pram while staring at the white of the fine velvet box in her hand. As smooth as cotton which he often incised on the sweet face of Tatiana when removing thick makeup that covers the smooth skin of her lover's face.
"In exchange dong, Pram. There's a guarantee." Asih replied, "but the guarantee is you can take it after the ring has Pevita tried and shown to mother."
Pram stuffed that little box into his pants pocket. And as he studied further, Pram became more aware, every lie he did would continue to affect himself. Logically, he thought while walking following the steps of his parents around the mall.
When will I lie to my mother?
Pram ruffled his hair until the real Pevita was very genuine in front of his eyes, retracing the escalator to cross paths with his family.
"Did anyone?" Pram saw it until his neck turned ninety degrees. But instead of happy to cross paths with the idol, Pram with a wave embracing both shoulders of his parents.
Fyuh, Pram secretly breathed a sigh of relief as it passed without any furore.
"Beautiful." muttered Pram, Asih turned his head. "Who's Pram?"
"The ring was, Mak. It's perfect for Pevita."
The context of the praise made Asih again excited to ask him to immediately give the ring to Pevita.
"Patience, Mother. I'll try to do it as soon as possible." Pram looks back, "before it gets too far, I have to take a photo of him."
Pram gets his parents into an expensive department store before at the speed of people chasing the dream he is looking for Pevita in all directions.
"Dik Pevita." cried Pram.
Pevita smiles formally. "Hi." he replied kindly.
Suddenly Pram's knee melted, he did not dream nor did he believe that he could meet idols in malls that were often visited by artists of the capital.
"May I have a photo with you?"
There's no confusion as to how Pram's face is now, between shame and will, between forgetting himself and realizing that Pevita Pearce can't have.
Pevita laughed spontaneously.
"Well, you can, as long as not 200 times, I'll put the tariff again. Want to?"
They chuckle. With gerogi Pram standing next to Pevita. They smiled sweetly before at the end of the first meeting as well as a short farewell that made Pram have a strong alibi when he fled later.
"Have you not, Mama?" ask Pram behind his mother.
Asih who was looking through the collection of long clothes hanging on the shelf shook his head.
"Crazy, Pram. Mak just looking for a friendly price in the pocket." chirped Asih.
Pram smiled amusedly, as well as the shop clerk who entertained them in a pantalon suit and suit.
"Select one, Pram's gonna pay."
Asih Kontan pulled one of the long clothes that he said when Pram paid earlier to room Pevita later.
Pram sighed tiredly. There is an extra hard struggle to avoid the consequences and risks of the lie. But at that point the consequences and risks present an interesting story to go through.
"Udah let's go home, mother and father must rest." concluded Pram while making sure the hour is half ten at night.
Asih and Bagyo agreed. In Pram's heart grinned, it seems the time has come to the dream innmen?
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To be continue and happy reading.