When Two Anu Fall in Love
Mamak Desire

The night wind in the village was cold, cold until it felt bone-piercing. Anugrah sits on the terrace, with an instant headscarf that is not long. Just elbow-like.

His intention was that he would sleep, after saying goodbye to Mamak and Bapak. In fact, after he tried to fall asleep and tried to close his eyes. In fact, his mind still walks somewhere. To Aldi who talked about Mamak and Bapak, also to Keanu who said that he should not harbor feelings.

"Surely he knows yes, my feelings? I never said it to anyone. Even Yuni I never told you."

Anugrah checked the clock on her phone, zero-zero clock. But Anugrah was still silent, sitting on the porch. His gaze on the street in front of his quiet house, the houses of his neighbors were already very quiet, even his lights were only partially bright. There are those from front to dark, there are only front of the house that is lit.

"Aldi?"

His mind floated, who was the one Mamak was talking about earlier. I only work in the garden, or in the fields. And Mamak said his work likes to be with his father.

"Huh..." Grace, exhaling a rough breath.

"Mas Aldi, dong if so. Mas Aldi whose work is odd. Anything to." Her muttering.

"Geez! I don't think I'm gonna feel like this. This includes the soul mate, right?" Ask her, I don't know who. Maybe in his heart.

Dizziness thinking about it all, Anugrah finally decided to go back inside again. He locked the door and went into his room. Putting her body on the bed, and trying to close her eyes.

Still unable to sleep, she finally took off her hijab, and covered her body with a blanket of characters that were not wide, which she bought in all three five.

"Lumayan is also a blanket, can warm me. Although it can't warm my feelings. Hihi there's just me."

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Morning greet. This morning's misfortune. He woke up at five, so he wasn't Fajr in Mushola. Though his intention, he wanted to ask the meaning of Kean's words last night.

As usual, Anugrah finished praying and then washed clothes, and did other homework. While Mamak was cooking breakfast, in his kitchen.

Finished with his activities, now he was sitting on a small bench. In kitchen. Accompany the faithful Mamak sitting in front of the furnace.

"Mommy, Mas Aldi huh, did Mamak mean last night?" Ask Anugrah.

Mamak who was waiting for the rice in the pot to cook, sitting on a small bench turned to his son.

"Yes, remember now?" The answer.

"Not really bad at all."

"Where? Wanna?"

"No!"

Mamak sighed, his hand pushing the firewood into the furnace, when the fire had already started to come out of the furnace.

"Mamak, same old man Nduk."

Anugrah was silent, yes Anugrah knew her parents were old. But what with such could be a reason, for them to force the newly married Anugrah eighteen years.

Anugrah just stared at Mamak's back, without answering anything.

There was a door that was closed, and there were footsteps approaching the kitchen. The head of the Father poked, looking at his wife and son who were in the kitchen behind. The mother and son immediately turned to the Father.

"Nu... Your laundry's up ahead, left dry in what bucket?" Her speech.

Anugrah immediately stood up, and patted his eel.

"Astaghfirullah, forgot." He walked right out.

As soon as his son came out, he sat on a small bench. The stool that his son had been wearing, to sit down.

"We are old sir, maybe our age is not long. Yes if we will not get sick before dying.if we get sick first, do not bother Anugrah. Especially if he's not married when we die, who is he?" Mama broke into tears.

Married mamak and father is still young, but given confidence to get pregnant when the age of Mamak is so mature, even in the moments Mamak no longer hope.

They named their children Anugrah, because they received the Grace from the Lord after a long wait.

The father just nodded, he also actually wanted his son to get married soon. But in this day and age, not as it used to be, married parents are told to. Now the age of young people choose themselves, and married him was not at a young age like this, thought the father.

A little laundry makes Anugrah quickly finished with the event drying him, he entered again into the house, his intention he would put a bucket in the bathroom. But he even accidentally listened to Mamak who spoke with tears.

He became uncomfortable, finally he decided to put a bucket near the wall, the barrier between the stove kitchen, and the stove kitchen.

He chose to go out to the living room, tidying up his merchandise that he would bring to the market.

His mind went on again, adding to the dizziness of the head of Anugrah. He had just enjoyed a time of making his own money, his own efforts. His good times became young people, who were forced to grow up with his circumstances.

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After Mamak lifted the rice from the pot, and put it on the table. He called Anugrah for breakfast. But Anugrah said he would have breakfast porridge up front. Want again, he said.

All in all, leaving for the market Anugrah stopped by for breakfast porridge. Though his intention is only to avoid chatter, be afraid of the Father or mamak discuss it again.

Anugrah stirred up the chicken porridge he ordered. He didn't eat it.

It's still morning, only sixty-thirty, too early to go to the market. He put it off by sitting down and having breakfast.

Someone was sitting beside him, Anugrah did not look he already knew who was sitting next to him. Yeah, who else if not Keanu.

Keanu picked up the bowl of porridge in front of Anugrah, Anugrah who was not in a silent mood just ignored Keanu. He even gave the spoon that was still in his hand.

"Make me?"

"Please! If you want to."

Keanu then ate it, while looking at Anugrah.

Keanu who was dressed in school uniform looked like a sister, and Anugrah who was a manyun looked like a brother who was being forced to pay for the food of his sister.

"What's so sweet about the porridge?" Keanu.

"Refault! wong doesn't love soy sauce!"

"It's sweet because of your lying" Keanu replied, but only in his heart.

Keanu finished the Anugrah porridge, and left.

Anugrah glared irritatedly, without thank you to just play away.

"Basic ngeselin!" His annoyance.

"Why Nu?" Tanya Mas Porridge.

"No Papa..." The answer.

He paid for the porridge that Keanu ate, and left.

Running his motorbike towards someone's house, he wanted to tell a story for a while before he went to the market.

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