NOT PERPETRATORS
Separation Semanis Ayam Kecap

Morning greeted again, with the sunlight that forced in through the curtains of the room window. Faintly my eyelids opened to glance at the working that was ticking on the table.

Time shows at half-eight. Hm .. I woke up too late. It was because the whole night had struggled and insisted on falling asleep with the deafening sound of music. Fortunately in this house, both my parents did not mind the noise from our room.

I turn my head to the side. My eyes were surprised to find no Fania. Where is he? Didn't he say that Ve's secretary would pick him up to stay with him? Did ... Ve's secretary pick her up early in the morning? But why not tell me?

When I woke up, my eyes looked at the room. But ... Fania's stuff still exists. Where is he? Usually, too, at this hour he is still sleeping. I got out of bed, stepped out of the room.

"She, are you awake?" Mother who was sweeping the floor asked me.

Suddenly my nose smelled the smell of burnt cooking from the kitchen. "Mom, did you forget something?"

"Forget what you mean, son?"

"You're a charade."

Mom also smelled that smell. "Well, yeah. Ha-ha."

"Well, why laugh?" many wonder. I should have rushed to the kitchen to check on something that was missing.

Mom still laughed and said, "Try the check, there! I want to continue sweeping first."

I hurried to the kitchen. And how surprised to see Fania standing in front of the stove, with an apron attached to her body.

"Fania!" seruku saw Fania who was busy lifting something from the frying pan.

Fania put it on the plate, then turned off the stove. He looked at me who was approaching him. "He-he. Morning, my dear friend," she grimaced.

Until next to Fania stood up, I grabbed the plate containing something that was charred. I watched the burnt food carefully. "This ... chicken meat?" my many.

Fania folded her lips, then grimaced back. "Only one, really, is a charlatan. The others are safe, perfect" he said, raising his right hand and holding his index finger with his thumb in front of me.

"Where are the others?" my many.

Fania glanced towards the dining table. I also headed towards the table. I don't know how to express myself, amused or sad.

"That's just gonna get thrown away, huh? Let's eat. Everything is ready," said Fania as she stepped into the trash can to throw away the burnt meat earlier.

I still shake my head to see the creations of Fania cuisine. I stared at the poor chicken on the plate. Chicken soy sauce made by Fania that is so special. Because this is the first time I've found Fania cooking. He once said that he used to cook. However, looking at the results of his cooking today, honestly.

Even more head bobbles when I flipped over Fania's soy sauce-made chicken. The bottom is all burnt out. Must have been Fania deliberately styling it like this so as not to be seen.

"Well, is the food ready, Fan?" ask the mother who walked to the dining table. Dad's tailing behind him.

"Here you go, Auntie," answered Fania, who was washing her hands, then removed the apron from her body.

I stepped towards the sink. Wash your face because since waking up, I have not had time to wash my face. Then I washed my hands and joined them at the dinner table. Mom and dad looked at each other, found a treat this morning. I laughed when I saw the chicken. The laughter of my mother and father.

"Fania-Fania. Your age is quite mature, but cooking tofu is also charred," said mother geleng-geleng while lifting a piece of tofu from the plate.

I turned my eyes towards the plate containing tofu. Sure enough, even a bit of a charlatan.

"It's okay. Fania has been trying to please us. So, let's eat together the results of this very special Fania cuisine with pleasure. It's also the last day Fania stays here, isn't it?" said dad while taking his rice and side dishes.

"Well, Uncle, I'm so moved" said Fania happily.

"Dad knew Fania was leaving?" my many.

There is actually sadness. We used to live together and today one of us is going to move. Although Fania started from a stranger who suddenly lived here, but gradually, she was already like part of our family. We loved him very much. Though Fania only moved residence, not to separate, but it felt the same, sad.

"Well, let's remember today as the sweetest day with this sweet soy sauce chicken!" I said spirit while putting a piece of soy sauce chicken on the plate.

"I'm happy and very comfortable living here. Thank you so much for receiving me so well, Uncle, Aunt." Fania smiled with both eyes glazed over.

"Together, Son. We will miss you very much. We will also be very happy if you will visit us at any time," said the soft mother.

"That's for sure, Auntie."

We started breakfast by praying. When I first bit the chicken, my tongue shook. Even the taste does not match the name 'sweet soy sauce'. It just feels a little bit bitter. However, there is a kale stir-fry that tastes delicious.

"Fania, saute the kale delicious. Looks like ... You still have cooking talent," I said.

"That's my cooking" said the mother.

"Oh, deserved," I murmured.

We ate together with jokes and laughter. Although it tastes bad, but we still try to eat it with pleasure. The atmosphere of eating became so warm.

A very valuable wisdom, that as delicious as dishes are foods eaten with a sense of harmony. No matter how bad the dish is, if accompanied by sincerity and love, then the taste will be covered by affection. (Thamie AK)

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At one o'clock in the afternoon, Ve's secretary picked up Fania. We all gathered on the terrace. Fania was ready with her suitcase to move in. Fania said goodbye to us. I hugged Fania tightly, echoing the sad feeling of having to separate from her.

"I love you" I said.

"I am too."

"I'm gonna miss you."

"I am too."

"Oh, too much you guys. Fania just moved, not to go abroad" Ve's secretary said.

We also let go of hugs. Then Fania hugged my father.

"Uncle, take care of your health, will you?"

"You too." Dad returned Fania's embrace. "Fania, you can think of your uncles and aunts as your own parents. You may forget us when we are happy, but you must not forget us when we are sad. We are always ready to give affection, as well as the love of parents to their children" said the father.

"How could I forget you. I will try to remember you both in joy and sorrow" Fania said, then released her embrace.

It's my mother's turn. Fania hugged my mother very tightly. "Auntie, I love you."

"Auntie loves you too. Aunty will miss you so much with your cooking" said my mother who made us laugh.

Finally, Fania went with the secretary Ve. May the alien girl be at home and comfortable living with the secretary Ve. May they both be harmonious and harmonious.

The family does not have to have blood. Enough to live and stay together. If at the time of his departure there is a longing to let go. That means, there are quite meaningful memories with him. And that means he's a part. (Thamie AK)

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