Last God
The Unexpected Visit

Early in the morning Kemala had woken up, bathed, and dressed. Kemala's hair was still wet when the knock on the door distracted him. Just now he was about to knock on Bondan's room and was about to get Bondan to take a shower. He approached the front door and opened it.

As soon as the door opened, there appeared a figure of slim mothers with shiny hair and sunglasses.

Kemala gawked, let alone the mothers. These are Bondan's mother. Bondan's mother opened her glasses and looked at Kemala from head to toe. He did not know Kemala, but he remembered the clothes Kemala wore. It was her clothes that were already unused.

"Si, who are you?" said Bondan's mother who was still staring in disbelief. It turned out that his well-known and studious son was bringing home a beautiful girl and her hair was wet.

"Where's Bondan?" ask Bondan's mother with kagok. Although he did not understand the language spoken by his interlocutor, Kemala could guess from his tone and gaze. Who the mothers are and what to call Bondan.

Kemala did not make a sound, just widened the door and pointed slowly inward with his clasped fingers.

"Bondie!" shouts Bondan's mother as soon as she goes inside. Like an alarm, Bondan woke up as soon as he heard his mother's voice.

"Yes Mom!" Bondan also rubbed his eyes that were still sepet and jumped from the mattress and opened the room door.

As soon as the door he opened, the figure of his mother was already staring suspiciously and questioningly. Not long after, Kemala appeared slowly from behind his mother's back.

DOGGONE

Bondan's face really shows the WRETCHED situation. Surely his mother accused him of the same kind of Kemala.

"immediately take a bath, meet the mother in the guest house," his mother saturates with a crimson face holding back anger and millions of scolding held in her chest. After his mother passed to the living room, Bondan was about to say to Kemala. Like why you showed up and so on. But Bondan was just mangap and his words were gone and he didn't know where to start. Bondan thought for a moment and calmed down.

Kemala understands and prepares to be angry and so on. As the Crown Princess, Kemala knows very well what adab and speed are. Now he was staying at a man's house.

"OK, now you just go in the room or make something in the kitchen," said Bondan after being able to think clearly and ideas sprung up in his head.

"There's bread, milk, eggs and so on. Can you cook? If you can cook, or at least, make three glasses of warm milk and bring it to the living room. What say?" Kemala was confused.

"Ehem," Bondan cleared his throat, as a sign of him coming. Slowly and timidly Bondan came and sat down in front of his mother. He was bathing and dressed. Exactly like a defendant gathering kebo in front of an investigator. His mother's gaze was sharp and noticed the details of Bondan's suspicious movements.

From behind the kitchen door, Kemala noticed Bondan and his mother. They seemed to be chatting away. Although close and facing, like there is a distance between the mother and the child. Although not understand the language, as an adult human Kemala can judge that the relationship between mother and child is not harmonious.

Last Kemala saw his mother Bondan took out a map and Bondan wrote on paper from inside the map.

Kemala ventured to come. All ages, only this time he brought a glass with a tray. Not hard, but awkward. Maybe the person he was drinking was going to scold him. Like, Hey you, what kind of woman are you. He was invited to stay at a bachelor's house.

Knowing the arrival of Kemala who is beautiful and looks like a conglomerate princess, Bondan's mother fell silent and his gaze was fixed with full judgment.

Really Kemala was very unhappy to realize that look.

"Oh, Mom, have you had breakfast yet? Bondan make breakfast?" said Bondan try to melt the atmosphere.

"Thank you, I had breakfast. Yes, mother is still a lot of business," said Bondan's mother while standing. They feel unappreciated. The treat is not tasting.

"Bondan kissed the back of his mother's hand, and so did Kemala. Kemala like asking for blessing to the prospective mother-in-law who is sulking.

A few steps later, the mother called her son.

"Bondan, come here for a minute."

"Yes Ma'am" Bondan courteously rushed over to his mother

"Next time, if you have time. We have to talk about the woman" said the mother in a soft voice. Almost like a whisper.

"Yes ma'am" replied Bondan with his head bowed.