Hacking Flavors
Brondongs

That night, we ate the Lamongan soto of Mark's order voraciously.

"You always order food, Mark?" Ask me after we spent two large portions of soto together.

"Not always, Bang. Sometimes I cook myself!" Mark confessed.

"Oh! Can you cook it?!" I asked quite surprised.

'I think I should have seen a rice cooker in the kitchen. But, I didn't see any cooking ingredients in the refrigerator, when I took the cold water earlier..?' I murmured in my heart.

"Well, a little bit could, Bang. That's easy to cook," said Mark humbled.

"What kind of cooking is it?" Asking interested.

"Back the noodles anyway, Bang.." Mark was honest with me.

"Buahahahaha! I thought you could cook something, Mark. If noodles are brewed everyone can too!" I laughed at Mark.

Thank goodness Mark was not offended. His character is indeed so much similarity to my character. So I knew, anything that could possibly make the man angry, after our brief introductions over the past month.

"Hehehe.. Is that right, Bang? Well. His name also lives alone, Bang. So the need for an express and fast food is just that," Mark chuckled softly.

After eating, Mark excused himself to go to his room. He was about to check some company reports during his vacation yesterday.

In the meantime, I decided to take a walk first. I also left the house.

I looked at the different types of plants in the front yard. Praise the beauty of the colorful flowers there. The panorama is so beautiful, because it is wrapped in a sprinkling of stars that are still seen flashing slowly over the dark sky.

I was pretty astonished. Because in a place that could be said to be this city, I could still see the stars. Though usually the night sky in the city always shows a similar face. It was a dark blue night.

Shortly as I was admiring the beauty of this creation of God, my sense of hearing caught the interesting sound of conversation from the house next to Mark's house. The Karina's parents' house.

"Mama.. Kunti Mbak said, if there is a handsome man who is daydreaming again," said the voice of a little girl.

'That's Princess Rinaya's voice.' I recognized the owner of the voice earlier.

Not long after, I heard another voice. This time it was the voice of an adult woman, who I knew well as the voice of Karina.

"Duh, dear. Don't like to talk to Mbak Kunti again yes. Cuekin. I guess Mama is also always cuekin her!" Karina advised.

I smiled at the conversation between mother and child.

Conversations like this were heard quite often when we were in Nevarest. Like her both mother and son are indeed blessed with the ability to see supernatural beings.

It turns out that their abilities are still in their possession until both of them have returned to earth.

At first I was scared and thought both were crazy. The carpets have witnessed many wonders and strange things in Nevarest, finally I began to get used to the name of a subtle creature.

Although, right now I'm starting to feel my Roman fur bristling around the nape of the back.

"Peace of his Kunti Mother, Ma. She is sad because it is always Mama Cuekin" said Rinaya back.

"Oh, honey. Don't talk about kunti kunti an again huh? We better get inside yuk, Nay? The air outside is quite cold right now," asked Karina later.

"Yes, Ma." replied Rinaya obediently.

Cklek.

After that the door closed again. And silence. I don't hear any more talk next to Mark's house.

***

The next morning, Mark and I left early in the morning for her office. I'm wearing Mark's suit.

Luckily our body size is similar. So I have clothes that I deserve to wear to the office. Borrowing Mark's clothes.

After breakfast porridge near the office, Mark then took me around in his company office.

Mark introduced me to some of his subordinates who held important positions in the company. To those people Mark introduced me as the new chief manager of his company.

I replaced the previous chief who had been on commission since a month ago because he was proven to have committed corruption of company money.

Some of those people I still know. But some of the others were new recruits long after my Erlan's collapse.

Some were friendly and supportive of me as the new chief manager. But there are also those who put up a dislike face when the morning meeting was held that day by Mark.

Even so, I will tolerate everyone's attitude. Because I also realized that I should not immediately work as one of the leaders in a certain division in this company.

That day I learned all the subtleties and conditions of the most recent company. There are many things that have been a record of my attention. And I'll lay it out for Mark later.

Me and Mark just got home in the afternoon. In the car, I was busy daydreaming about a conversation I accidentally heard as I passed in front of the ladies' room.

Flashbacks.

"Of course Mr. Boss has a new toy. Very fond of. The guy's handsome again!" Complaints of sound 1.

At first I didn't notice the conversation. It's just that as soon as I caught hearing my name mentioned by one of the women I finally stopped stepping and deliberately prepared myself to hear the conversation.

"Yeah... Broken heart dong eike? Ahh.. Why do the brondong also like to chase after Boss Mark?" The first woman's voice.

"Yes, it is Ta. Why did it go to me anyway?" Ask the voice of another woman.

"Yes Lo is indeed the front guard owner among Boss Mark's admirers, right? Hihihi.."

And their conversation continues. Until I finally recalled that conversation on my way home with Mark.

There was one sentence in the women's conversation that caught my attention. The word about brondong.

'What do they mean by that? That can't be about me, right?' I clap in silence.

Flashback complete.

"dude? I even daydream. I stay inside first huh, Bang? I've been going to the bathroom about it," Mark said, resuscitating me with a clap of his hand on his shoulder.

"Oh? Has arrived?!" Ask me surprised.

I have the lyrics of the watch on the left wrist. And it turns out to be true. At that time it had shown at six in the afternoon less.

***