THE OWNER OF THE HEART ROOM
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Richard was glued to where he stood. On the side wall next to the guest room.

He heard all.

Darren's cry, his mother's talk, also what the Star just talked about.

He was very surprised by what he had just heard.

Too fast and surprising

Very quickly from the original plan.

Then he saw a tear on Nawang's cheek.

The tears are either tears because of past wounds, either tears haru because of the drama of the two great children.

"Can we eat now? Poor opa equally papa must have waited for us. They must be hungry." mama's voice made him choose to rush his feet to the dining table.

"Not yet to gather, Pa?" ask the stale bases while picking out remet (a kind of tofu pedal) papa's favorite.

"Yet. I don't even know what they are doing. Your mama has already followed from earlier!." replied papa follow-up to know remet.

"I'm sus.....Ah, this is the one we've been waiting for." Richard undoes his intention to stand - which is actually also just acting in front of his papa - because the waiting has gone hand in hand to the dining table.

"What was the conversation going on for so long?" ask papa as soon as everyone has sat down and mama is taking rice for him.

"There was good drama earlier." mama whispered as she glanced at Darren, making papa frown.

"Later we screw it up. Now eat first." said the mother with a smile.

Richard and Nawang not not not not not heard, but they choose temples busy taking care of their two leaks at this time.

Nawang smiled in his heart when he saw there was a chicken mangut - which he deliberately made on Richard's request to be taken to Semarang - there are dishes available at the table.

"This is what, Ma? It smells like mangut." asked Papa then bribed and immediately nodded happily.

"Chicken's wind." Richard replied as he glanced at Nawang.

"The boy must be. Until it nods that way." said Mama while laughing.

"Yes, that's delicious! It feels right, but it's addictive. It's delicious!" praise Papa with pleasure.

"Don't you, Opa?" ask Darren who also chose to eat the same side dish.

"Yes, it's really good doooong. Darren likes?" ask her opinion with a smile.

"Like! I like aaaaaa very if eat this if fit in the house mas Bintang. Sometimes it's like gini but not chicken. But lele. Delicious, Opa." Darren's story cheerfully, made Pak Pambudi stop the chewing for a second.

Deg......

Nawang.

Richard looked at his papa without blinking.

Bu Pambudi looked down, sook busy with his spoon.

Tree..two.....

BUUUMMMM.....!!!!!

"Waaah this is the cooking of his mother mas Bintang?" a carefree question that makes all the tension just disappear, no noise.

"Yes. That's Nawang cuisine. I asked because I liked it. I'm sure papa likes it too, because our appetite has always been the same" Richard said as he glanced at his papa.

"It should bring the catfish too, not just part of the story from Darren doang" said Mr. Pambudi while staring at Nawang who looked wrong behavior.

"It's like the taste of the cuisine, you don't expect to stay handsome charming, Ric. Must've been fat!" poking his papa while accusing Richard with his spoon.

"Means mama's cooking has not been good, huh, Pa? Papa is not that fat." asked mama pura-pura angry.

"Enak doooong's. Papa always eats at home all this time. Papa is not fat right from young already diligent sport. But yaaaaa if the rival is like a heavy gini as well." sloroh Pak Pambudi made the three laugh loosely.

Nawang? He could only force his lips to smile even though it must look very stiff.

But the warm gaze of papa Richard that he managed to catch made his stiffness decay changed with a blushing smile.

"You can make a cake too, huh?" ask Richard.

"No Ma'am. I can't make a cake at all." answered Nawang very honestly.

"Will learn with mom. Mama jago makes cakes." said Richard as he looked at Nawang warmly.

"Don't!" sergeant papa Richard while holding out his plate to ask for more mangut.

"Why?" asked Richard in surprise.

"Later I'll have the hassles of a rival showing off to you, boy! Udah, mama let who is good at making cakes, Nawang good at cooking. Don't be two-two." sergeant Pambudi made Richard bulge in disbelief, mama almost choked, and Nawang could no longer hold his big smile.

"It's not clear, is it?" richard muttered to Nawang who immediately nodded.

"What the hell is that?! Make Mama want to choke tofu!" murmur Richard's mother after drinking half a glass of water.

"Trancam (urap) makes him sip too!" richard promo while giving his thumbs up.

Nawang just bowed shyly.

"Devicious, you're just showing off thok (doang)!! Bikin' curious thok!" papa sumpang.

"When do I make it if you want" said Nawang trying to make a sound.

"Don't be when. Tomorrow morning." said Richard quickly.

"Definitely maksa!" ledek Richard who instantly got the stamp duty at his feet.

"Let's say the same asih what the ingredients are, let tomorrow morning blind him to the market. I want breakfast with trancam and roasted chicken" said Mr. Pambudi while looking at Nawang who nodded slowly.

"What the hell! Dikira Nawang catering, use all recues." sergeah Bu Pambudi not happy.

"It's okay, ma'am, I can do it" Nawang said with a smile.

Just trancam and grilled chicken is easy.

"I want roasted chicken too!" Darren is back on the ballot.

"Have you ever eaten roasted chicken made by Nawang's mother?" ask Opanya.

Darren seemed to think for a moment.

"Burning chicken I've eaten yet, Mas?" asked Darren while looking at the Star.

Of course the interaction of the two can attract the attention of four adults there.

"That's what you say is sweet fried chicken" said Bintang slowly trying to remind Darren.

"Yeah! Huh, Opa. The chicken is delicious! Sweetie!" darren said with a sigh.

Mr. Pambudi chuckled.

"The new chicken dish, Ma. Rooster, hahaha.." Pak Pambudi's laughter exploded.

A laugh capable of knocking down the gripping walls that still held Nawang in check.

Roboh, smashed, unscathed.

That's right Richard's mom. Mr. Pambudi is a good man, just like Richard. Perhaps true, Mr. Pambudi who met in the past - whose speech was once very.harming and self-respect - is Mr. Pambudi who is wearing a mask because he was forced by circumstances.

"Bintangs go to the mall often?" ask Mr. Pambudi as soon as the meal is over but they have not moved from their respective seats.

"No." replied the Star while looking down.

"Don't like to go to the mall?" ask Bu Pambudi.

"Like. But I went to the mall and waited for Mom if I had the money first. But now I like being invited to the mall with Mr. Richard. Don't wait for Mama payjian first." replied the Star in a carefree voice.

In contrast to the four adults there.

Nawang bowed embarrassed and even almost cried.

Richard stared at the faces of his parents who looked stunned.

"That means that tomorrow after we have breakfast, we play to the mall, want dong huh y'all? Opa has never been in the mall with grandchildren." asked Pak Pambudi excited who got a happy nod from the two leaks beside him.

"Sip! Now you brush your teeth, wash your feet and hands, keep bobbing so that tomorrow will not be bad luck waking up" said Opa as he stood up followed by the others.

"But it's not eight yet" said the Star, looking at her smiling mother.

"Yes, while waiting for eight, we play for a while" said Richard Solutip while glancing at his watch.

There was still about half an hour to make the two leaks exhausted.

"Why can you play?" pinta Pak Pambudi immediately followed his steps towards the carpet in front of the television.

"We're racing cars, Opa?" bargain Darren.

"Can! Darren take the car?" tanya Opa excited.

"Bring, in the suitcase" said Darren.

"I'll take it for a while" Darren said, taking the stars to the guest room.

"Tertib too? Sleep with a clock?" muttered Mr. Pambudi to Richard who was swiping beside him.

"That's it." replied Richard, chuckling.

"Isn't Nawang that poor? Until the calculation really want to megemall?" asked Mr. Pambudi in a whisper.

"Emang yes!" richard answered seriously.

"Bikin I feel more guilty." muttered Mr. Pambudi increasingly sound sad

Richard could not hear it.

"Udahlah, Pa. All has passed.There is still time to make up for everything.

That's why the hunt was taken by a ghost." jeloroh Richard.

"It's your job to sue him. We are Tut Wuri Handayani. If he's OK, let's play" said Mr. Pambudi with a laugh.

"So can it really be, Pa?" richard asked without being able to cover up his joy.

His smile dimmed as his papa looked at him cluelessly.

"I'm with Nawang? Can you?" tanyanya.

"Since the mangutnya very good, yes want how else yes....? Yes, there play." replied Mr. Pambudi flat but like a symphonic from heaven in Richard's ear.

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