The After The Divorce
21. Om is good

Luckily a car had just parked in the side yard.

Maybe it had something, .batin Akmal.

"Wait a minute on deck."

"Where are you going?" sasa asked as he held back his older brother's shirt.

"Just a minute, brother just jerked. Anyway adek promise yes, do not go out when the brother leaves." said Akmal while showing his little finger.

"But where are you going?" Sasa was still unwilling to give up before the elder brother explained to him.

"So don't you want to ask me who owns this house, has rice or not."

"But big brother promised, don't be long."

"Every sister."

Akmal rushed to leave his sister, because to go to the second floor his mother never passed the access stairs in the house, so Akmal did not dare to do it, either, he also had to go out and through the front stairs to go upstairs.

His hand seemed hesitant to knock on the door, this was the first time he had climbed up without his mother and what made him even more nervous was that inside the house there was a occupant.

"No pa pa, don't be afraid of Akmal,"

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Akmal just raised his hand about to knock on the door, suddenly the door was opened from the inside to reveal a neat figure with a white shirt and black pants,

Akmal quickly retracted his hand and hid behind his tiny body, nor did he dare to look at the man in front of him,

"Hallo, how can I help you?" asked the man kindly made Akmal slowly raise his head until they looked at each other and it turned out that the man was already crouching in front of Akmal,

"Aren't you the one who lives downstairs?" tanyanya.

"Sorry, Akmal bothers you?"

The man smiled and shook his head, "So your name is Akmal? Introduce my name Dirga, just call me Aga. But whatever you do, some people prefer to call me that." Said the man while slightly chuckling with a hand that automatically closed his mouth.

Akmal's feelings warmed up as soon as he knew the man was so warm and friendly that unlike what he had thought, he was quite sorry why his mother had never once spoken to him.

"Oh yes, can I help you?" tanya om Aga again makes Akmal think back to the sister who he lives alone at home, if you know the man is very friendly surely Akmal chose to invite his sister rather than leave himself at home.

"So this is om ...," Akmal immediately told me everything that happened and om Aga listened carefully with several times changing his facial expression.

"So you left your own sister?"

Akmal nodded his head, too,

"Why don't you just bring your sister here!? I don't have rice anyway, but I have something I can cook and we eat three, how? Do you want to?"

Akmal still looks doubtful, he remembers well with his mother's message, can not talk to strangers let alone visit strangers but his stranger this time either makes Akmal heavy to refuse.

Seeing the doubt in Akmal's eyes, om Aga also nudged Akmal's two shoulders,

"Alright how about gini, you can ask your mother used to eat the same om, nih!" he said as he held out the phone in his hand making Akmal frown,

"You remember your mom's phone number, right?"

If I contact mom, mom will definitely ban her, anyway mom will definitely think. Om Aga looks so good, there is no way om Aga will do evil as Akmal and Sasa, the inner Akmal consider.

"No need to, Akmal agrees. Akmal will bring Akmal here."

"Okay, wait a minute."

Akmal finally decided to pick up Sasa and take him to the second floor.

"You sit down, let om cook for you" said om Aga who was ready with Africa and also the cooking equipment, he had long ago fenced his kitchen, he said, and today he's going to start cooking again.

Akmal and Sasa were sitting on the sofa not far from where Aga was cooking, they looked very admiring of the room, so complete exactly like the house below just above it looks like more rooms.

"Food ready!" say om Aga while putting a tray containing his homemade sandwich bread.

"You like it?" ask Aga while taking off his affron and put it on the back of the sofa just like that.

"Yes, which mother can make it like this" said Sasa again.

"Husttt, Sasa don't be like that." Akmal immediately warned his younger sister to make Aga smile.

"What's more, it's true that you never do anything like this."

"Yes, don't be so deck, if you want, you can also make something like this."

"Yes, if so, let Sasa ask my mother for something like this."

"No, no pity my mother. I must be tired."

"But om like the same fried tablets made by your mother, it feels good" said to break up the two brothers made them immediately turn to om Aga.

"Dad likes to say that too." Sasa sipped again.

"Oh, really? So I'm not the first. But it's really good to taste." Om Aga still praised his mother's fritters making Akmal and Sasa laugh.

"Why are you laughing?" ask me Aga is curious.

"Soally my mother always said that" said Akmal.

"really? How's she saying?"

"Said momuk, om who lives on the top is not attractive rent maybe because mom always makes good fried food the same om above." Akmal story is so enthusiastic while mimicking his mother's style of speech.

"You're so funny, yeah let's just eat cold hunting later not good."

Finally Akmal and Sasa began to eat it while occasionally answering questions from om Aga.

Of them too, om Aga knows if the residents under him are a single parent.

"Didn't it work?" akmal asked as soon as he finished eating.

"Work, but I think you want to accompany today, how?"

"Don't! Later om fired loh. Akmal same Sasa will go back down and lock the door, so don't worry."

"Don't worry, no one will fire you. All right, how about if you accompany you in an hour, your mother usually comes home at four, right? It's still two o'clock, so you won't be alone for long,"

"Later if you know we've been bothering you, you'll be angry."

"Don't worry, om can work from home, it's a work desk complete with the computer as well" said Dirga while pointing at a table near the window,

"So you can play here while waiting for work. And I'm lonely by myself."

Akmal and Sasa still look doubtful even though Dirga has been so convincing. Dirga immediately felt close to the two children, probably because he had also been in their position.

Dirga grew up from a family that was not intact, papa and his mother divorced since he was a child, and the feeling of sympathy immediately grew in Akmal and Sasa.

"What if this becomes the secret of the three of us, om promise not to talk about this with your mother" said Dirga as she stretched out her little finger.

After looking at each other, Akmal finally fused his little finger,

"Agreed."

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