The My Kindergarten Teacher
Tanjidor

In a cafe that is famous for ice cream and gelato

Safira stood towards Tamara who was still staring with a plain face. "So you who make Pramudya must be all night camouflaged into a Nile horse kungkum (soaking ) in a tub of cold water... Good for your actions!" snapping Safira fiercely made Dewa and Ragil look at.

Seriously, my mom is this ! Why do you think Pramudya is like a Nile horse? Where is my mamak's accent I became a Batak pulak ! What kind of a son is that? That is Malay dialect... The gods almost laughed to themselves.

"Tante, that slander ! It's just the genta who lied that I did it" Tamara elak.

"Then when you were in the room together with Pram and already half-considered*That's also Genta's delusion ?" safira.

"Yes is a Aunt ! I can't possibly do it! That's a low deed !"

The god almost vomited when he heard Tamara's hypocritical speech.

"Then this..." Safira shows the video Genta gave while taking Pramudya out of the room. "This what?"

Tamara's face paled. "That's... That's video ... Already edited ... "

"Edit? In edit? It's from the cell phone that Genta brought and put in his suit pocket with the recording position as evidence ! If you, do not want me to spread your body shape to social media, stay away from the Hadiyanto family !" threaten Sapphira.

"If I don't want to?" challenge Tamara.

"Don't blame me for finding out your disgrace !" Safira sees Tamara from head to toe. "I think you're a player too. Since when don't you pera*wan?"

Tamara's face was red and without saying goodbye, the girl immediately left the three people there with amused and cynical gazes of the cafe's visitors.

"Ma, seriously mom says that?" The god looked at his mother with a face of disbelief.

"She dared to open in front of Pram and if not a player or used to play, there was no way such a fine girl !" Safira sat back down and enjoyed the ice cream.

"Mom can you get that video?" ask the curious god.

"Genta deliberately gave it to mama. Maybe so confused who to talk to. Like your father, it is impossible because your father will not be objective because Tamara's father is a client of his bank. So Genta's story is all the same mama."

"Tuh Gil, you have to respond like a Genta." chirped God.

"Lha perceptive how it used to be. Wong handler Pak Dewa much more powerful if angry father.." reply Ragil cuek.

"You are going back to the days of jahiliah, suwer ! Mama's not gonna propose to Alina ! Let Alina get a much better man than you ! Even though you're your own mama's son but mama doesn't want to make people's girls a victim of your kampretan !" pendelik Safira's.

"Astaghfirullah's... Ma's.. Forgive ma... Your son has returned to the right and straight path. Do not pray like that. I'm serious about Alina, Maaaa.." God's whine made Ragil laugh a little seeing his Boss not struggling with Sapphira's Nagging.

Ragil knew that, in the way of the Gods and the majority of all the children of the Pratomo family, no one dared to go against his mother. So did the God, despite being slengean, still the man had great respect for Sapphira.

"It has. Mama is sure that Tanjidor will not disturb Pram again !" sulk Sapphira.

"I'm not sure." said the Lord.

"Sort of, say the same Mama. Let me tell you Opa and Oma to open the brain of Tanjidor !" Sapphira pointed her spoon towards the God.

"Oh Allah, take Opa and Oma with you. Yes really Oma neurologist but retired maaaaa.." God replied.

"Mama sure, the Omamu will go down the mountain to belek(open ) brain !"

God and Ragil chose to be silent because Sapphira could go anywhere later if it was raging. Love your life, your ears and your feelings...

***

Alina gawks as Dewa calls herself and says Saturday will come to her Eyeang house to propose to her.

"Mas Gods... God is not drunk, right?" alina asked slowly for fear that her ears were hearing wrong.

"Oh Allah is drunk from Monas ! Kagak Jeng Alina darling... I haven't drunk this. Just got to the room to take a shower. Wanna come? Mandiin baby Gedhe? Consider me Aizen..."

Alina held her temple. Seriously asked, he answered where - where. "God's Mask !"

"What the hell is Jeng Alina my love, my sweetness, the adoration of my heart.." God retorted cuek.

"Mas, the Lord is seriously going to Eyang's house to propose to me? But I haven't prepared..." Alina imagined all members of the Dewa family in Jakarta will participate and will make a riot that is unprofitable haqiqi.

"Jeng Alina, there are no circus troops. Only my nuclear family, the honorable Bagas Hadiyanto father, Safira Pratomo Hadiyanto's beautiful madraguna mother..."

"Sakti Mandraguna.." - Ralat Alina.

"Wrong (wrong )... Ngunu kok ya kudu corrected tho (that's why it should be corrected anyway )" reply God Manyun made Alina giggling. "I myself would propose to you and Ragil, assistant minus morals who are already happy because if I start Durjana to him, he will wadhul same you ..."

Alina laughed out loud at Ragil's last sentence. "It's good tho mas, so God's mas can't be careless and not naughty anymore."

"Oh my God, why the hell is everyone always cornering me... I can't be convinced." lamented the God of drama.

Alina laughed amusedly. "Want Aizen good at dramatizing everything... Jebule (it turns out ) there's a copy..."

"This is just one. Imagine if a trio of campers get together. Guaranteed, my teachings are nothing compared to theirs. So, Jeng Alina, take it easy tomorrow. Let it be about home decorating and catering, our business...."

Alina smiled. "What do you want to decorate? Anyone can be a manyun if they do not follow the cawe-cawe (handle ). Let the decoration leave it to Eyang and Pak Parjo. Kan used to be Pak Parjo often joined by people to help dekora manten and Eyang plants are often hired to add to the lively reception."

"That means just having lunch. Jeng Alina wants what menu? Indonesian, Western or Asian?"

"Mas, Jowo wae menu... I prefer to eat Jowo cuisine. Let me buy the cake later. The host's time doesn't follow?" the honest Alina replied was very flattered that the Gods were serious. It never crossed Alina's mind to become the future daughter-in-law of Hadiyanto family, which in fact is one of the richest families in Indonesia and part of one of the richest families in the world from the Pratomo clan.

"Ngunu ya (That's ). Tar I told Mama..."

"Yes..."

"Yes?"

"God has bought the ring?" ask Alina.

There's a silent tone across. "Jengs..."

"Yes Mas?"

"I'm lali (forgetting )the ring..."

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