MISSTEP
Amad

This morning I saw my mother sitting pensively on the porch.I don't know what she was thinking.I walked up to her and sat down next to her.

"niglamun is it."

my mom smiled. I looked around. lonely! I realized that my house was not so crowded because it was far from the neighbors.

"just miss your dad again, han."

i'm turning.

"why buk, you leave us so?"

"your father knows that you can take care of yourself because your father also knows you are a strong and strong child."

I just quietly heard my answer. It was like slashing my heart. I leaned my head on my mother's shoulder. My father died three years ago when I was in second grade Junior High.

"then if you know I'm independent, you're leaving too?"

"son, everyone will leave in time."

I raised my head, but still did not dare to look at my mother.My tears almost fell, but I was ashamed if I had to cry in front of my mother.

"then I won't be independent, so mom will stay here."

"already! sad it's gonna be. This is.."

mom gave me one onion crackle.

"give thanks to your grandmother there!"

I who wanted to cry did not become upset.

"just pondered.it's been told to."

"it's a fucking spit!"

I got up and went to my grandmother's house to deliver onions. yesterday's onions belonged to my mother who was in the harvest garden, but I didn't come because there was a group of school friends.

when I got to my grandmother's house, I handed her over.

"what's this?"

"red money from mom."

"what are you rich in?"

I shook my head lazily telling stories.I chose to watch tv.

"eh, the grandmother was given ketoprak equally tegangga. eat together yuk!"

I smile again.when talking about food, do not ask. I'm in vain!

"but wait a minute, Grandma, buy mixed ice first yeah!"

"yes, don't be long."

I gave a thumbs up and immediately went to the usual store I bought mixed ice there.all buy crackers for additional ketoprak food.

"mba. buy ice."

this time it was still with the same waitress.the guy whose face was invisible was.

"ice mix one. same crackers two."

"wait a minute."

while waiting, I sat in front of the store.there was indeed a chair that was deliberately prepared.

"it's mba."

when I finished, I immediately returned because I could not wait to eat ketoprak from my grandmother.

"grandmother, ready to eat..."

while busy eating, my annoying cousin came.I if see her innate annoyance continues.from small until now I never peaceful with him.

"assalamualaikum."

"greetings waalaikum, mad. here eat ketoprak."

"wuih. steady this"

I immediately hit the ketoprak with both hands.

"not for you!"

"yee. That guy was my nawarin grandma!"

Amad immediately sat down next to grandma and took part in plucking the ketoprak that is still a lot.I tried to brush his hand and we became rattled.

"you're still a rich kid eating together."

I kept quiet and looked at her sharply. Rather than grandmother's diomelin, I chose to continue eating.

grandma asked about his arrival because rarely Amad want to come unless there is a need.

not like me who often come just to play.

"your mom said that tomorrow you'd have grandma come to the house to help you cook."

"what's the show?"

"normal, recitation.your mother also told her to come!"

Amad glanced at me. I didn't care about it and just ate while watching tv.

"have you heard?"

"well listen! you are deaf."

"you are yes..."

Amad was about to hit me, but I immediately ran out shouting goodbye to go home.

"boy is not polite!"

Amad yelled back at me and I stuck out my tongue back.I left immediately before Amad actually chased me.