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It was about noon, when my mother came home from the market. Riska was sitting in front of the television together with Rio, they were both engrossed in playing games together on Rio's mobile phone.
Next to both of them there is a small plate containing baby powder to be scrawled on the face of anyone who loses.
Both Rio and Riska's face was already almost full of talcum powder as punishment.
"Well, I lost again," sighed Rio, who was accompanied by Riska's laughter.
"Yes!" Riska brandished her fist upwards, with a satisfied expression.
"This is your face, it's my turn to give powder," said Riska, while preparing to re-insert powder into his sister's face.
"Face I've made all the powder. Now, brother, where else would you like to put the powder?" rio asked, while acting like he was being considerate.
She was so, not because Rio was too much defeated. However, the ignorant Riska deliberately incised a lot of powder every time Rio lost to her.
"Yes, it's up to me dong, I win." Riska had squeezed the powder in one of her hands.
"Sister," Rio was trying to be considerate to his brother so as not to add any more powder on his face.
"Can't! Here, spit." Riska took Rio's hand that was in front of her and pulled her even closer.
"Here we go!" yelled Riska while rubbing the hand containing the powder onto Rio's head.
"Hahahah, look at your face! Geez, that's funny, hahaha!" Riska laughed amusedly, when she saw the appearance of the face of the sister who was full of baby powder.
Rio did not want to lose he also took the powder and incised it on both cheeks of the brother, until now Riska's face is also full of powder.
"Well, this is beautiful, hahaha!" rio said, accompanied by his laughter.
"Here and here the photo first, make a memento," Rio added again while taking his phone and setting it on camera mode.
Riska was happy to take pictures using the front camera of Rio's phone, Riska installed a variety of cute styles along with her sister.
The two laughed again, when they saw the photo that had just been taken.
Rio secretly sent one of the photos of Riska who was laughing happily, to Keenan. So that his brother-in-law would no longer feel worried about his wife.
"Astagfirullah, what are you doing?!" surprised when I went into the house.
He did stop at the stall first, to put groceries there. He only brought cooking ingredients and Riska-order ice cendol to the house.
Riska and Rio turned their heads to the mother who had just arrived.
"Oh God!" Mother was surprised to see the faces of her two children who were out of shape because they were blocked by powder.
"Eh, Mommy. This is Riska the same Rio," said Riska who was afraid that her mother would not recognize her.
Rio only smiled broadly to show his teeth, when he saw the surprised face of his mother.
The mother stared at the bodies of her two children who looked full of powder, as well as the floor around her. He shook his head weakly, looking at the manner of his two children.
"You are already in adulthood, the body is also on big, even Riska will soon want to have children. But, why is his behavior still like a child like this? Geez, why war powder at home!" mother's nagging, did not end up thinking about the behavior of her two children.
They never seem to run out of ways to throw tantrums, when they are both like this. Starting from arguing trivial things, to childish behavior as it is today.
"Hehe, sorry, Mom. We will settle down. But, may we drink ice cendol first," said Riska, looking awkwardly at her mother's face.
The young pregnant woman had swallowed her saliva after her eyes accidentally saw her ordered ice cendol inside a transparent plastic bag.
"Wash your hands face first, then drink the ice." Mom walked straight into the kitchen.
"Ready, Boss!" say both at the same time.
She smiled happily in the middle of her steps. It felt tired that he felt instantly disappearing when he saw the two children.
Rio and Riska immediately stood up and walked towards the bathroom together, to carry out the orders of the woman who gave birth to them.
Inside the bathroom, Riska splashed water on Rio face, she laughed as Rio tried to avoid.
"Son, it's already!" rio said, while trying to cover his face using his hands.
"Riska, remember you're pregnant, don't toy water in the bathroom!" I shouted, when I heard laughter from the bathroom.
"No, scolded again Mother," said Rio.
Riska stopped her activities when she heard her mother's screams from the kitchen.
"Oh yes, I forgot I was pregnant again," Riska said casually then left Rio who was looking at her with widened eyes.
"Geez, can a woman forget she's pregnant?" lirih Rio, ask himself.
He looked at Riska with a surprised look, then followed her.
"You're astonished. But, that's my brother. Ck ck ck," Rio said again while shaking his head faintly.
Arriving at the kitchen, it turns out that Mom is pouring ice cendol on a fairly large glass. Riska immediately sat down and took the ice she had so desperately wanted.
"Eumm, I think it's really big," Riska said as she took a glass that already contained ice cendol.
Riska looks interested in ice made from palm sugar and coconut milk, as well as cendol made from a mixture of sago flour and rice flour.
Slowly Riska began to sip water that smelled the fragrance of a mixture of pandan and palm sugar, also savory from coconut milk.
Everything mixed into one, then the cold sensation of ice cubes, to make a taste that can make the mood more beautiful.
Riska closed her eyes, enjoying the taste she had long since missed.
"Ish, it's so much. Just eating ice cendol doang, already like an ice cream for hundreds of thousands." Rio's clucking lazily with the exaggerated attitude of the big brother.
Riska who heard the voice of the younger brother immediately opened her eyes, she stared intently at the younger brother.
"Did you just say?" tanya Riska did not accept because she was disturbed by her sister.
"What's? I didn't say anything," Rio replied, as he returned to drinking his ice cendol.
"Ish, you bullies!" furious Riska.
"Already, you guys have a business of drinking ice cendol aja dibibutin." Mother stopped the quarrels from her children.
Rio and Riska immediately stopped the debate. Both Riska and Rio finally enjoyed Riska's ice cendol order together.
Both seemed to enjoy the typical Indonesian drink up to the toilet.
"Finally, I can feel this ice again" Riska said as she put the glass back on the table.
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