Miyawlova
The First Day of Kospley So Silang

"Disappear... I called from earlier, son." That is the mistress Gilang. I bumbling myself. Remember, Poy, you are now Gilang! It's Nyokaplu! Homena... I tried to calm myself down. It's time for kospley to be Gilang.

Take one, camera... The action!

"Assalamualaikum Ma'am." Immediately I kissed the hand of my future in-laws, eh wrong, my nyokap hand I mean! There's still, woylah Poy... Poy's!

"Wa aleikumussalam's. Where are you from, son? Ih, that smell of your body, wry!"

I also walked with my mother. He looks so exhausted. His eyes are so so so. I used to walk like a keychain skull Takatakatak, now so auto upright. I'm not anything compared to him who has been working until home this night when he looks lackluster?

"I just played with Puput, Mom. Biasalah, that kid likes barbarians. Play the same Puput must always be nicotine, whether running, gelut, even recently we mengurusin cat that every meet people always ngereog... " My talk stopped for a moment.

I want to be cool in remembering the awkwardness of time with Gilang ya? I smile for myself.

I also looked directly at Mom. Mum's watching me, ah so embarrassed. I did not continue the story.

Mom smiled. "It's okay, just keep going. You think Mom's going to complain to you with Dad? Instead I am grateful since we moved here and then you have a new friend, yes Puput, yes Laila... I see you become more cheerful, more excited. You're always lackluster and look uninspired" explained Mother.

"Hehe... So did Mom..."

"Yes. Like that."

"Or maybe there's something you like about both of them, right?" Why, Mom, why is the question rich? Will be wanting to say yes continue to say if now again have a crush on Puput. Haha...

Hold, Poy, hold! Inget, don't embarrass Gilang! A Gilang is a person who attaches importance to achievement, no affairs of romance-asmaraan. Okay back kospley Gilang, camera rolling!

"Mom don't think weird. We're all just friends. Make what thinking about dating, better focus on pursuing goals. There will be a time to take care of girlfriends" I replied.

"Haha... Mother's son." Mom rubbed my head.

"The name of the feeling of like is natural. Your name is already big, you can already be interested in the opposite sex. Mom and Dad were young, too, Gilang."

I grinned the horse and Mother noticed me, rich again waiting for me to speak.

"Yes if Gilang does not want a story. Its alright. It's true what you said just now. There will be time later to take care of girlfriends," continued Mother.

This conversation makes me so clumsy, I swear. Mending change chat ajalah.

"Why did you come home tonight on foot? Where's Mom's motor?" ask me. Of course to divert the conversation.

"Ouch, Gilang... Tonight I have another trial. So when I walked home, suddenly the motorcycle chain had a problem. Mom took her bike to a home workshop near Mom's work. Because it was night time so the bike was left there. Mom was walking. Ahhe... It's aching like Mom's knees" he lamented.

"A real bad taste, Mom? Later when I get home Ibu Gilang massages huh?" bargain me.

"Yes, Gilang. Make it, son... Emh, one more... Remember what you always taught me from childhood? There is no such thing as shit. We as servants of God are being tested. Tumben you said that? You usually understand."

"Oh yes, Mom. Forgive Gilang. Maybe because I haven't eaten so memory weakens." Anjiiiris... I have an alibi, hahaha...

Whats? Why do you cook? So bokap Gilang likes to take care of household chores rich cook that? It's beyond nurul, uh beyond reason.

"Oh yeah, tomorrow morning I'm asking you to get Mom's motorbike at the workshop near Mom's workplace, right? His name was Pak Narto. You asked the people there to be pointed out where the place is."

Huh huh? Naruto's? Naruto open the workshop? Haha...

Eh, wait! Mucus! I can bring a motor! Well, use the event told to take the bike everything, again. It's not possible if I take the bike for me to bring it back!

"Deliver?"

"Yeah Ma. Hehe..." I also scratch my head. Tomorrow dawn-body Gilang must have come to me! I don't want to know!

"It seems hungry, son? Until I often dream so. I can only cry. I'm still in shock, haven't adapted to this change. But actually, I did, what Mom said was that I was hungry.

I and my mom got home.

"This is the one who covered earlier. It's not that my help is disappearing." Buset the fathers of this one. I just got a diomelin.

"Already Sir. I told you to help Mom, not disappear." My mother blinked one eye at me. Safe me if there are always backup-an rich gini.

"Sir, if you'll take a shower, will you?" i said.

"Eh. All help wash the cookware first new bath," said the father.

"Already Sir. Your son already smells like sweat. Let him take a shower."

"Ah, Mom always spoils her like this. The boy must be deft, diligent, and hardened" said the Father.

I covered it. Let the two old men argue. Besides, it was very bad, when I was told to wash the greasy cauldron, the pot, the bowls. Jeez, look at it already mabok me first.

Usually the one who takes care of this in my house is my lawyer. Not that I can't clean the kitchen, but I mean it's not as clean as this is what it cleans!

I also want to go to the bathroom. Uh, but I remember Gilang's message that before going to bed it's taking a bath with warm water.

I also looked around the bathroom. There are no signs of a water heater here. So, I have to cook water first.

I went to the kitchen too. I want to cook water for a bath.

"Well, that's dong. Shower later. Clean this kitchen, okay?"

Anjir, where did this annoying old man come from? Why are you suddenly out here?

I dyed nyariin Mom was not visible. Did he go into the room? Maybe I, no one wants me now.

"Hey! Bengong? Let's wash, what are you waiting for?"