Neighbor Ko' Gitu?!

Neighbor Ko' Gitu?!
The Ngaret


09.20 WIB


When I was relaxing and listening to music on one of the music apps, it didn't feel when I looked at the clock, it was 09.20 . But until now the existence of Mas Dikta has not also seen the trunk of his nose.


"Tau gini mah mending he did not make this appointment to leave at 9an, people at this hour he has not looked at it. He's doing it anyway. I know if the afternoon I added males to get out."


The next song is a song from the band Zivilia under the title Aishiteru. Happy listening.


Waiting for something really annoying for me


When I have to be patient and be patient


Looking forward to your presence...


"This song again, why can fit so much the same condition I now that from earlier again waiting for Mas Dikta. Anyway if until the next 5 minutes he has not come, mendingan I sleep! Bodo very if Mas Dikta wants to be angry too." I said monologue.


And when I was about to turn to dreamland, suddenly I heard the sound of a car horn that I thought it was a Mas Dikta car. Immediately I woke up and nyamperin Mas Dikta same Asya with a pretty bad mood.


"Old!" Speak to me with a face that is difficult to condition.


"Prophe Tantee, the patient loved by God. Emang Aunty want yes, if Allah is angry because his aunt has no patience. Anyway Tan, Auntie, why the hell did you go shopping? Pake asked to be picked up anyway, even though the house is so. Don't-don't Aunt want to seduce my Papa and want to be his wife, continue later to be a mother connect me again, right?! Come on, my aunt! You see, anyway I don't agree Auntie so I'll call me!"


Well, how do you already know his father aja nyebelin, let alone his son.


"Hey little boy! You think I want to be your mom too? I don't want to either! Sorry to say, I still like virgins. Not your dad's kayak."


Kepedean really thinks I sedain his father. Idiho. Amit-amit is amit-amit.


"Hey old auntie! Although my father was a widower, but my aunt knows yes, my father was a lot of fans, many fans, many like, anyway a lot of good deh, plus my papa handsome again. Not like aunty, since I moved here, I never squirm aunt in anterin same men, let alone girlfriend."


"YESAMEY...!"


That's so bad, that's the mouth boy!


"Udah-udah! Why even fight. You just went straight in Nas. And Asya, Papa asked, you can't talk carelessly, just as polite as older ones, okay?"


"Lho, I don't talk carelessly about reward, that's right..."


"Asyyana" Call Mas Dikta in a softer tone.


And at that time I went straight into the car, and I immediately noticed Mas Dikta same Asya, because it looks like it will be exciting drama between the father of the same child, and I am quite a spectator. And if Mas Dikta had called his son's full name, his son would have been immediately shrunken.


"Yes pah, sorry." Thank goodness boy, scolded by your father, haha!


"I'm sorry about her aunt too dear."


Here's what I'm waiting for. We'll see he's gonna apologize, no. That's what he said to me, let alone that's a pretty nasty remark on the heart.


"Tante Nara, Asya apologizes for saying that, even though it's a painful fact."


Wow it turns out he immediately apologized, really the child immediately apologized. Yes despite his apologies there's still an element of my bully.


"Buset by now, Asya you're apologizing anyway? You're sorry but I'm so sincere, where plus use bully an again."


"I'm sincere Aunt apologized for her, the proof is me while holding hands"


Yes too, he apologized while holding hands, but I still have to see the sincere side of this child.


"Try once again you say sorry to me Shay, let me be sure you're sincere to apologize."


"Paaaah." Not even anything playing ngadu just the same father, this really pinter son!


"Nas, you already dong, do not bother about such trivial things. He also apologized. So don't extend it."


When on the road I really want to ask Mas Dikta why it can take long to pick me up. But since I drowsy it would be me lupain aja for his nanya. And I continued my delayed sleep. It is quite a trip to the supermarket 30 minutes, so in order to get up already nyampe as well. Plus I'm actually a little bit sebel as well Asya. When he said I was old. I am only 24 years old. They are also said to be very old. But at the age of me now, my peers are already in marriage. Lah me? Boro-boro got married, I have a boyfriend. Ngenes. Intar in the supermarket I want to spread the charm ah, aja aja really no nyantol, it's pretty.


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Just then we entered the Supermarket, Asya with his spirit immediately asked to buy this and that toy. His toys are a lot. But he always bought again and bought again. Especially if there are new toys. And what makes me wonder that, Mas Dikta is rich not forbid Asya to buy toys. Free it so long as his son is happy. Although the toy he bought was actually he already had, but still want to buy again. It's strange, yes, the same toy already has even asked to be purchased again.


At that time I asked Mas Dikta why he never forbade Asya to buy toys. Then he explained with the answer that initially made me rich touched, but at the end even always make sprains.


'Because I feel for the moment, I cannot give him something he dreams so much about, that he wants so much, and that's something that sometimes makes him feel less attentive even though I feel I always love him attention, and I personally feel not ready to start again. So instead I can just give him small prints like the toys he wants.' Mas Dikta was silent for a moment and continued his words,


'Part also like I want to give him a toy or bengga, why do you bother Nas' .


He never misses like to make me sprain.


"This broomstick wants this model or this one?" Ask me to Mas Dikta who again chose the same toy Asya while nyodorin two models broom.


"Where are you Nas, which is good."


"What color does the mop want? Blue or red?" Ask me again to Mas Dikta.


"Blue Nas, better as it is."


I like blue too, just like me.


"OK I take the blue one. What furniture in your home is not?"


"Nas cookware, like other woks. You see later if Kila again holiday semester, he likes to cook at home first. Oh yes the same detergent, clothes fragrance also Nas." Say Mas Dikta while saving the toy that Asya has chosen to the shopping trolley.


"There's more besides that?"


"Udah is like that."


As I walk to the place of cooking utensils, I think why so many of his needs, until the cookware he did not have. All this time he kept buying it for food. In that situation, I am also too, especially Asya who is still a child, time is constantly given food from outside every day.


"Which model does she want?" While showing two models of the wok to Mas Dikta.


"Nas you know you don't, I ask you to help me buy all this, because I don't know which one is good, which model, that's what I'm asking you for help. You keep wondering, astonished. Anyway if you keep going to me, mending I ask for help to Kila aja, gausah ask for help to you."


"Oh my God! Instead of wanting this or which one, it's hard to just answer." Increase my patience, O Tuhaan.


"Partially I'm also afraid that you don't fit the same as I choose, and the edges are nagging again, wrong again!" I spoke in a pretty angry tone.


"Lho Nas, how come you get angry anyway?"


"TAU BODO VERY MUCH! I love it Mas!"


"Hahaha, I look so hard at your face when it's red."


Seneng lo says mas?! Angry emang! If you're not my neighbor, I'm wearing a mop.


At that time I immediately entered a fairly large frying pan into a grocery trolley. Bodo very much he wants to complain or not.


" Okay, sweep the floor, spit cloth, furniture already, means just buy food."


Yuhu when I buy a snack. Not bad if there is free but not in the gunain mah so redundant. It's true as you all have in mind, I bought a snack using Mas Dikta money. Yes how it is, he is sometimes not if I buy some snacks with his money. Yes, if he is rich, money that much duh, there is nothing for him.


When I want to grab a snack that is located on the top shelf, which requires me to tiptoes to take it, suddenly there is someone who immediately helps me to get it a snack.


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