The Passion of Duda Perjaka
Miss Rose and Mr. Bhishma
“Yakk... You annoying little girl, how dare you follow me like that” Bhishma replied.
“Om too, old Om-om base who usually just angry. If you're not angry, then. If you are not cool, cold. That's all Om can do. Angry, cold and indifferent is the nature of Om who is very ngeselin” said Qisya.
“Yakk... You keep babbling rich parrots. Already let's go home, the day has begun to dark” said Bisma who immediately clasped Qisya's hand.
“Yah's... I'm going home, Om. Kan I have not snacked there, let's snack first Om we just go home” whining Qisya while staring at Bisma with her cute face.
“Jeez, this little girl why looks so adorable like this. Akh... No, no, no. What the hell is Bisma! Why do you praise the son of your enemy. Whether she's pretty, funny, or whatever, she's still part of your enemy. Conscious Bisma, conscious. He's a little boy while you're a grown man. So do not exceed the limit between small children and adult men. Understand !” bisma said in her heart while looking at Qisya's face without even winking a single bit.
“Qisya know, uh... I-I mean Rose knows that this Rose is indeed beautiful so there is no need to overdo it like that looking at her. His fear will be carried away by the dream” saut Qisya with his arrogant tone that makes Bisma immediately realized and immediately released the hand of Qisya who slightly shifted his eyes.
“Don't geer yeah, I'm not looking at your face that you said was so pretty. But I see it looks like your face is getting dull and black. What else is your eyeball like a Panda”, Bisma replied with a chuckle.
“Times yes?” tanya Qisya who immediately pulled out his phone to look in order to check whether what Bisma said was right or wrong.
Then, not long Qisya shouted. “Huaa... Om right, Qisya's eyes uh means Rose's eyes why it could be like this, huaa... Rose so doesn't look like a Korean girl dong, huaaa... Om let's go to the salon or to the doctor so that Rose's eyes can be treated immediately. This must be because all night Rose can not sleep because it is fun to play the game to forget the hours of sleep and bablas until the morning” chirp Qisya which immediately makes Bisma glare her eyes.
“What? So, you stayed up all night? Oh, good yeah. None of me instead your sleeping hours start to fall apart like that. Alright later I will make an alarm that will be able to control all hours of eating, playing, and resting so that you can appreciate the time back”, said Bisma who was not ignored by Qisya.
“Om is very chatty anyway, even Mother the same Father is not this fussy. Already let's quickly between Rose treatment or to the salon up to, the important thing is that Rose's face is back beautiful without Panda” eyes said Qisya with annoyance.
“How dare you say I am chatty?” bisma asked who pressed her words back.
“If Om is still babbling like that, yes Rose has just left with Om Pinjai only. He could understand Rose much more than Om who was just usually angry so he got old quickly. Why is handsome but can not understand women” saut Qisya while walking away leaving Bisma who is still silent when hearing all the words of Qisya.
“The little girl can talk like a girl who has started to grow up” muttered Bisma who did not believe.
“Om want to come or Rose stay?” rose shouted, who opened the car door.
“Ck... You annoying little girl. That's my car, why it's as if I'm the one who hitchhiked there try.” said Bisma in her heart while walking towards the car.
While Qisya was already sitting there sweetly with a sullen face holding back the resentment due to the very annoying nature of Bhishma. After Bisma got into the car, Pinjai immediately drove his car to the inn.
Because here no one tells them where to go, so Pinjai with his initiative directly take them to the inn. Then, Bisma and Qisya remained with their respective unfortunate natures while staring at the opposite side glass.
Seen there they were putting on an upset face and keeping quiet without any conversation. Arriving at the inn they came down with a state that was still silent.
“It looks like the two of them are having trouble because it is not usual for Miss Rose and Mr. Bhishma to be quiet like this. Lord Bisma can indeed be understood, but if the one who is silent is Miss Rose then it will not be possible because she is the type of girl who is very cheerful and even really likes to babble ” Pinjai said in her heart while walking and looking at Qisya and Bhishma goes first without talking to each other.
Pinjai who felt astonished could only see and be silent, because if they had to reprimand them the time was not right. So, Pinjai allowed the two of them to calm himself down first.
If the time is right then he will be a good mediator, so that the two of them can return as usual who chatted with each other without remaining silent like a living statue.
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Night at 7
Pinjai who has finished preparing a healthy food menu for all of them, is now preparing and arranging it on the dining table. Before long Qisya also came while greeting Pinjai very kindly.
“Goodnight Om. What else is this? Looks like it's busy again ya”
“Eh Miss Rose, good night too. No, this is just me arranging the food to look neat” replied Pinjai while looking at Qisya and back tidying the dining table.
“Wah... Looks like tonight's food looks really good. Where did Pinjai learn to cook from? Isn't Om a man, why can even cook? This is a woman's job. I am a woman who just can not cook, just can boil water, cook noodles, fried eggs, nuggets, sausages are so doang hehe..” said Qisya while sitting in his chair.
“Not all cooking is identical to a woman, Non. Men can cook even better than a woman. Did Miss know that Mr. Bhishma is also actually very good at cooking, only he did not want to develop his talent. He was too prestigious because he thought the kitchen was a woman's business. So, the task of men is just work, work and work”
“And if Miss asks who can I cook from? The answer is from my mother. Back when I was a kid, I was so happy to help my mom cook in the kitchen that we even got to the race. Those of us who have the most delicious food will get the prize. From there I continued to learn to cook with my mother, even I also had time to go to school in the cooking department. But unfortunately my mother is no longer there, so I should be able to make my Mother proud for having taught her son to be an independent man”
Pinjai babble makes Qisya instantly speechless, Pinjai story again reminds Qisya to the Mother and Omanya who always want to help and teach Qisya to be able to learn independently.
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