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The Sudden Attack of the Mamah
Huh!! (So breathe out).
Return to the routine as usual to be a corporate slave. On Monday. I don't think it's just that I'm going to be the same Monday. Almost 75% of the population in Indonesia is lazy to meet on Monday. Whether it's a schoolboy or someone who still cooperates with others like me, in other words an employee.
Sometimes I always think random like for example want to know how the hell it feels to be a boss, can be free to work anytime, more freely when about work, also in order not to be a messenger continue. I know, so the boss hingga as long as it's as good as I thought it was.
For people like me who are still working with others and maybe some of them already have a big salary, he said, I still think that the name of the cooperation of others is not good. The rough word we're still babu. Different story if I myself who try or who have my own business even though the income is sometimes less or can also be more than an employee, but it is all considered to be the boss.
Yes I also know there must be plus minus each. For that too, I sometimes like to pray that I include people who are always grateful, lessin insecure. Inget yes, Insecure lessin is not insecure. Meaning gini. Insecure may, as long as you know the limits, know the portion. Because if in us there is a sense of insecure that there will be even more easily satisfied with the achievements that have been obtained, later there will be no upgrades for yourself, and then there will be no upgrades for yourself, there is no development and his life even became a monotonous kayak, stuck there aja if the term today. But it's all just my thoughts, different as I think, calm down.
"Nara, do you want Mamah to make you stuff? If you want, you want Mama ready first."
Say the Mamah with a distinctive Sundanese accent when I am ready to go to work.
As usual also the Mamah who every morning from the time I went to school until now I have always been working nawarin I want to bring provisions or hingganya.
Sometimes the mother always prepares my other needs. When I say grown up, I am also an adult. I am now 24 years old. I should have prepared my own needs, it is not the time for the Mamah to prepare my needs, I think he always felt I was a child who needed to be prepared for all his needs.
You guys understand what I mean? Hope you understand yes.
"By Mah, it's the end of the month too, I've already dragged the money. So bring the supplies."
It's Monday at 25. It feels really poor if it's the end of the month, but if the beginning of the month I feel like a rich person, even though it's just a moment, so yes yes foya-foya is not clear, obviously, get-togethers or engage shopping .
When the Mamah had finished preparing provisions for me, I wriggled the Mamah again preparing a bushel of food, which I don't know for whom.
"Oh yes Ra, you all love breakfast for Dikta Sama Asya. You said last night, they like to buy food from the outside? Kesian oge ai nya mah. It should be that they both take care of it." With his eyes like glancing at the code.
Oh, make Mas Dikta the same Asya as it turns out.
"Yes that's it. Uh that's mama's eye why? The worms?" Ask me plainly.
"Ish you mah, my time is too bad," With a tone of annoyance like that to me.
"... You are the same as them Ra, bisi they ask for help it ieu mah help weh, continue his help oge sincere, oge, siga ngabantuan but papada ngabantuan baheum na nerembel sambari ngaledek kitu nya!"
(You are good with them, Ra, if they ask for this help, help them, continue to help them also sincerely, don't like to say it's sincere but his mouth continues to talk while kayak ngeledekin)
"Well, I also know as much as possible to help this, you also know for yourself. For example, yesterday when I had a work holiday I also helped. Though the work holiday should be good to sleep again, this is even in demand please the same Mas Dikta. I want to be mah too."
Speak me calmly, so that in the morning do not catch the same emotions as the random words of the Mamah.
(Pantesan aja jomblo continue, if the silent holiday continues in the room. Try later hangout out looking for men so you stay single. Mom and Dad are old, son. It is time for grandchildren. Look also Sarah next door, the same age you are married, even want to have 3 children. If you don't get married, your girlfriend doesn't have one!)
O Allah. This is why early in the morning there has been a sudden attack from the mama. I think I have to cepet-cepet go deh, so that my ears can adem bengga hear the attack from the mamah who if kept would be long, along the highway!
"Had already talked about it, later if you want to continue. I'm late for this. Go first, Assalamu'alaikum." Speak in a hurry while kissing the hand of the mother.
"Wa'alaikumussalam, uh but beware first oruh, this is breakfast for Dikta just as his Asya missed!"
"Sama Mamah yes, it's too late. Bandung also like to be jammed mah if mamah forgot."
"Telat kumaha atuh, ayeuna weh ge still at 6 Nara!" (So what, it's still 6 Nara!) Say Mom while looking at the wall clock.
"Neither sakalian berekeun ka Nak Dikta sama Asya! But henteu, when you go home later mamah koncikeun ti jero, do not enter the house, let nyaho!"
(This anyway all love to the same Dikta Asya. If you want, when you go home later, mamah lockin you, do not enter the house, let know the taste!)
How do I feel to be a stepson?
"Where is the food here." Say it with a little bit of annoyance and frown.
"Now, watch the food spill!" While the Mamah gave me a bushel of food.
When I was about to leave, the Mamah was shouting and saying something that I thought was strange.
"Don't forget to pray before going to Dikta's house, pray that he will look at you, let you be his wife!"
I stopped for a moment. It was strange to talk about Mom. But I've been reluctant to take a headache, I continued the journey, and immediately gave the food that was entrusted the mamah to Mas Dikta the same Asya.
You know, at first he thought I was tambet, he said tumben-tumbenan early in the morning I came to his house while giving breakfast anyway. But after I explained it was not from me, but from the Mamah, he immediately talked, gini,
"Pantesan, if Aunt Dira who gives her food anyway, I believe because she is good. If you..." Looking at me from top to bottom, I,
"...I doubt you will convince me that you love."
Bad ones! I am not good at trying! He asked for help, I help! His son asked to be picked up home from school, I wanted to pick him up! My sample permission was briefly with my boss in the office! I feel like she is her mother!
Really, my mood early in the morning is like a fan of Didi Kempot, AMBYAR!
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