Om Pamungkas
marketplaces

The TV sound filled the living room as usual.

Adi was busy seeing a lion chasing a deer.

" Duh paa... Your spectacle is Iu you know?!" protest Ana his wife.

" excite this ma, wild nature." Adi replied not to take his eyes off, but,

" how the hell do you see that? the last thing the army doesn't like to see is that?"

" The end was not dislike, he did not have time to see,"

" elehh elehh your reason for paaa.."

" he said he wanted to go shopping, ramee ae..."

" Ratih's gone, but how come they haven't come down yet?" Ana walks up the stairs, though,

" Come rekk?! mudun?! (ayo fast down?!)" call Ana hard.

Five minutes later he went down, then Ratih followed behind him,

" Wear Rat's jacket," said Pamungkas when he saw Ratih only wearing a shirt and wearing jeans on his ankles.

" Bring the car, right?"

" your body is so frail? you're going to have to shop around later, so the night breeze will avoid you?" unlike the bias, the ultimate speech is a little sharper.

Ratih turned around without protest, he climbed back into his room and picked up his knit sweater.

" Wes.. This is the shopping list, there is nothing in the market immediately phone mama, let mama nitip to bulek stall?" Ana handed a piece of paper note to her daughter.

" Pam, later if there is meat soto in the corner of the market buy Pam?"

" if there's nothing else, right?"

" there is, there must be.. He just opened this hour pam..?"

" yes yes mbak." replied Pamungkas then walked out, followed by Ratih who was like a child.

On the road both do not talk, really keep the distance.

Ratih who saw the final difference in attitude just kept silent without commenting.

Arriving at the market, the face of Ratih who had come now sumringah.

He was very happy to see the lights lined up, fresh vegetables piled up, and the sellers boisterous.

From a distance Ratih saw a fresh fishmonger, like a child who was off his handle he just walked to and fro, buying what drew his eyes.

Silence silently smiled as she shook her head.

Well. he is still young, his friend even many who are not married, so it is appropriate if it is still so his behavior.

With a calm step finally following the steps of Ratih.

" Want to cook yellow fish?" tanya Ratih arrived when he stopped at the fishman whose size was quite large.

" Can you?" ask Pamungkas flat.

" Ratih can, ever taught the commander time so manager.bu commander right sulawesi..?" Train confidently,

" didn't like yellow fish?" ask Ratih again,

" no need Rat, just cook for salvation," replied Pamungkas short.

" Yes already.." Patty looks a little disappointed.

After everything is bought, both fish, seasonings and vegetables are needed, both of them immediately headed to the soto stall ordered by mama Ratih.

" Want to eat here?" tanya Pamungkas immediately sat down because it looks lonely buyers.

" Om hungry?"

" Not this guy?" ask the seller's mother,

" the guy here is buk.. why?" Just smiling, finally,

" kayak is not a Javanese.."

" moso is buk.I could be, I'm a javanese.." The ultimate continues to throw his smile at the woman who was older than his sister-in-law, maybe as late as his mother.

" The face of e mas e kayak is not Javanese, sharp. stiff ngunu ee.."

The whole thing was now laughing, until Ratih looked at him in wonder.

Ratih looked at her om it was like realizing something.

" Why Rat?" ask Pamungkas know that from now on he noticed,

" ah, not om." replied Ratih then threw a glance at the mother who was concocting their soto.

They both ate quietly,

Ratih looks half-dead spent a sizable portion of soto.

" If full do not spend" said Pamungkas who had noticed earlier.

" Yes, Ratih full of om.."

" stop then," she continued eating.

After the two finished eating, they immediately decided to go home, because it was already near midnight.

" Om?" call Ratih clumsy, please,

" hemm," replied the ultimate focus with the highway,

" o om.."

" anu what?"

" there it is.." Ratih pointed beside her lips.

I looked at the glass, right away,

" well, why didn't you tell me from before, Rat?" She wiped her lips with a tissue.

" it's still om, it doesn't seem like rice." said Ratih, and it's true what's stuck at the end of the final lip.

" how hard?" He tried to take it but it was still stuck.

" Let me help you?" Ratih reached out his hand, without waiting for an answer from the girl who took something that turned out to be tissue at the end of her lips.

" Open me?(what's that?)" ask the ultimate with a feeling that again can not be invited to compromise.

" Tissue om, it looks like om's ex is wiping at the soto stall earlier, nempel." replied Ratih.

" Oh." That's a little weird noise right now.

After that, there was no more conversation until the two reached home.

Arriving at home it turns out everyone is asleep, until the soto had to go into the refrigerator.

" Sleep Rat, wake up tomorrow if you need help, you still have two days off" said Pamungkas after all the doors in the lock and Ratih had tidied up all his groceries.

" Yes, Ratih go up first.." Ratih walked up the stairs, leaving Pamungkas looking at him from below.

" gr.." Finally clucked unhappily, he had paid a lot of attention to Ratih when in the market earlier.

Right. His body is thinner now, his cheeks are not round as usual.

" Why...?" The whole thing asked in my heart.

But no matter how curious, has he not promised not to disturb Ratih anymore?.