
Cello sees the girls blocking Mita's path. He also walked quickly towards her.
"Now, drink first," Cello shook the bottle of mineral water in his hand so that Mita would accept it. Without thinking, Mita grabbed the bottle and opened it. He gulped down the mineral water in a hurry.
"Slow down just drink it!" After saying that, Cello left. Mita looked at Cello's back.
Mita bum say thank you. She became uneasy because Cello was being nice to her. Whereas all this time, he was so haughty in front of Cello.
The cello is waiting for an invitation that has not yet come. Soon Anwar stopped in front of Cello on his bike. "You don't want to be together?" Anwar offered me a ride.
"Come," Cello answered quickly.
They came home on a bike. "I want to play at home, can't you? It's still at this hour anyway" said Cello, who was standing behind Anwar.
Anwar hesitated to answer. "But don't mute later?" Anwar.
"No," replied Cello sure.
Anwar entered an alley. Soon Cello and Anwar arrive home. "This is my home" Anwar said. Cello scanned the simple one-story house.
"Let's introduce me to my mother" Anwar asked. Cello.
Anwar went to his mother and kissed her hand. "It so happens that you go home, buy the mother gas elpiji in the stall," his mother ordered when Anwar was still wearing a uniform.
"Yagh, ma'am later. Anwar's friend came" Anwar protested. His mother looked at Cello. Cello nodded respectfully.
"Bentar doang's. The deket man is also his stall." The mother does not want to lose. Finally Anwar asked Cello for permission to come out for a while.
Anwar put his bag down and took off his shoes. After that he asked for money to pay for gas to his mother.
"I went to the stall for a while to buy gas elpiji, you wait here yourself no problem right?" Ask Anwar. Cello.
A moment later Anwar took the empty gas and went out to a nearby stall.
"You're Anwar's classmate?" Ask Anwar's mother.
"Yes, Mom. My name is Cello." Cello introduced himself as he grabbed the hand of his friend's mother. Anwar's mother seemed pleased with Cello's polite demeanor.
"Yes you sit down first, I make you drink" he said as he passed to the kitchen.
"Not bother Mom."
"No hassle just warm tea," he said, shouting.
Shortly thereafter Anwar came with the sealed gas of elpiji. "I put this first yes," Anwar said when entering the house.
Anwar passed his mother who brought a glass of tea to Cello. "Cock just one ma'am?" Ask Anwar.
"Want to?" Anwar nodded in response to his mother's question.
"Make it yourself" answered the mother. Anwar sneered.
"Drink, son. I just cook first yes you talk to Anwar."
"Thank you so much, Mom."
"Not good mother?" Ask Anwar.
"As long as I was gone, you weren't doing anything, were you?" Anwar asked suspiciously. Cello chuckled at Anwar's question.
"Do you think I'm next to your mother?" Ask Cello back.
"My mom is fierce. But if the same person he's sweet, wonder."
"You don't talk about your mother in the back. It's not good to know."Cello reminded his friend.
"Oh yeah, you happened to be here. Would you like to teach me about mathematics? There's something I don't understand" Anwar said.
"Can."
After that, the two studied together. Cello taught Anwar a formula he hadn't mastered yet.
After a while, Cello got the phone. "I picked up a little bit from my parents" said Cello asking Anwar for permission.
"What's the matter ma?"
"Where areyou? Hasan was picked up at school. Said your security guard coming home with your friend."
"Sorry, Ma. Cello forgot to say. Cello again at home temen study group."
"Yes, tell me the address, then let Mr. Hasan pick you up." Then Cello hung up.
"You're scolded by your parents, aren't you?" Anwar's land is a little bad.
"No, just why not the permission. They found out I forgot to tell you I was playing at your house." Then Cello took care of his things.
"I'm going home in a minute my driver will pick me up."
"Yes, I'll call my mom first." After that Anwar's mother came out.
"I say goodbye to Mom. It's been picked up."
"Oh yes, son, but I don't hear the sound of the motor."
Anwar nudged his mother's arm. "Mother's car" whispered Anwar in his mother's ear. His mother rounded her eyes. It turned out that Anwar's friend was a rich man's son, he thought.
Then Cello got out and entered the parked car in front of Anwar's house.
"Is your friend the son of a rich man?" Ask Anwar's mother.
"Yes, Mom but as you can see she's not arrogant."
On the way home, Cello thought of the simple Anwar family. Not everyone is as lucky as him. Anwar told me that his father went somewhere to leave his mother.
"Sir, do you know why couples can separate?" Ask plain cello.
"Why ask that?" Ask Mr. Hasan.
"Ah no, I just want to know why Anwar's father could leave his mother. He had to support Anwar alone."
"I don't know anything about it."
Although disappointed with Mr. Hasan's answer, Cello hopes that Anwar and his mother can live their lives easily.