Hatori Imas
Ujang apologized

"why are you smiling to yourself, Imas? demon entry?" My mother suddenly asked out of reason.

"It's cool to talk about Mom's tea." Answer me while pouting.

Mom nodded, still hesitating. "Alright, but don't just smile yourself, it can make others worry."

I understood Mom's concern, so I tried to explain it more clearly. "I'm sorry if my smile worries you, Mom. Actually, I just remembered a funny joke I heard. There was nothing wrong or dangerous, it was just that the joke made me smile to myself. I didn't mean to confuse you."

Mother sniffed, but her expression softened somewhat. "Well, but don't do it in public places or when there are guests. People will think strangely of you."

Seeing that mom was so suspicious and worried, I tried to fend off motherhood by pretending to be possessed by demons.

"Adrrrgggghhh.. saha maneh? saha maneh's? Auum." I acted as if a tiger possessed my body.

Mother was shocked to hear my behavior and her face was filled with anxiety. "Gold! What the hell is going on? Why are you talking like that?"

I tried to hold back the laughter and ended up not being able to continue the fake charade. "I'm sorry, Mom. I was just kidding. Nothing's going on, I just want to tease mom a little."

Mother breathed a sigh of relief. "Gold, please don't do things like that. Calling about demons or pretending to be possessed is not a funny joke. It can make others afraid or worried. Please don't mess with things like that anymore, yeah."

I feel guilty seeing mom so worried. "I'm sorry, Mom. I didn't mean to worry you. I'll be careful and don't do things like that anymore."

Mom smiled gently. "Thank you, Imas. I know you just want to have fun, but there are limits that we have to respect. If you want to joke around, look for ways that don't offend or make other people worry, huh?"

I nodded in understanding. "Good, Mom. I'll remember that. I'm sorry again."

However, just as my mother was about to hug me, she suddenly jumped like an ape. "Lw..aaaa.uuu..aa."

Mother sounded like a monkey, I was surprised and worried. "Momuuu..conscious mom..!"

When my mother jumped up and sounded like a monkey, I was shocked and worried. I immediately approached her and tried to ascertain if my mother was okay.

"Mother, what's going on? Are you all right?" ask me with a worried tone.

However, after a while, my mother smiled widely and laughed. "Hahaha, you're surprised, huh? Forgive me, Imas. I just want to tease you a little bit in return."

I was relieved to see that my mother was okay and was just joking. Although I was still a bit surprised, I tried to smile following my mother's joke. "like a child just playing all revenge bales."

My mother approached me and hugged me tightly. "I'm sorry, honey. I just want to be a little funny. But you're right, we have to be careful with jokes that can make other people worry."

When we were joking, the father passed by using only a towel, saw him want to take a shower and then said, "Same son mom is equally agreknya."

We both chuckled at the witty comments from dad. Although sometimes the father can also follow our madness, but in general he is a more serious figure.

"Dad always knows how to make the atmosphere cheerful" I said, still laughing.

Mom agreed, smiling she said, "Sometimes, we need moments like this to relieve stress and see the funny side in life. Thank you, honey, for making me laugh."

Dad joined us and nodded. "Smile, life is too short not to enjoy every moment. Now, who's preparing for breakfast?"

You were shocked to hear our cohesiveness, "Oh Allah, the mother of the child is the same." You go while shaking your head.

We all laughed at my reaction. We used to tease him with jokes and jokes, but he always responded with a smile.

After a while, he returned to the kitchen with a smile on his face. "Well, if you guys want to joke like that, I'll cook breakfast for all of us. But, please prepare the dining table."

We all cheered a little and helped prepare the dining table while waiting for the father to cook. As we sat down at the dinner table and enjoyed breakfast together, an atmosphere full of cheer and warmth was felt between us.

When he brought us a delicious meal, we thanked him. We know that our family has a unique dynamic, but in it there is irreplaceable love and happiness.

"Sir, how salty are the eels?" I said while furrowing my eyebrows.

"Mistake yourself tell me to cook." Said my father while chuckling.

Everyone at the dinner table laughed at the funny comment from the father. Even though the eel is a bit salty, we all know that my father tried to make us a good breakfast.

"Easy, father. It turns out you're better at joking than cooking eels" I said, laughing.

Mom smiled too. "But thank you, baby. I tried to make breakfast for all of us. We can enjoy the moment with the family."

"I'm sorry if the eel is too salty" said the father with a smile. "But, believe me, this is all part of your father's love for you. You may not be a cook, but you always try to give your best."

We realize that you are not good at cooking, but every dish he serves has a deeper meaning and value. It was a symbol of the effort and love he gave to the family.

"With my father's love, the salty taste of this eel becomes special" I said with a smile. "Thank you, father, for always trying to make us happy."

My mother and father smiled happily at my words. The fun breakfast and light jokes we enjoyed together, created wonderful memories in our hearts.

Amidst our cheerfulness, suddenly someone heard me call my name. "Gold.. Impl... Play yuk!" I was surprised, there was someone looking for me on Sunday.

When I saw Ujang standing in front of the door, I felt shocked and a little surprised. I didn't expect her presence after the incident a few months ago when she was angry with me for her rejection of love.

"What can I do for you, Ujang?" ask me with curiosity and caution.

Ujang looked at me with a serious face, but there was also a softness in his eyes. "Gold, I want to talk to you. Can I come in?"

Although I still felt doubtful, I gave him the chance to talk. I led her into the house and we sat in the living room.

Ujang looked at me with a regretful expression. "Gold, I want to apologize for everything that happened. I realized that I had overestimated my feelings and made you uncomfortable. I learned a lot from this experience, and I want to correct those mistakes."

I listened to Ujang with an open heart, trying to understand his feelings. Although there have been wounds in the past, I also believe in people's ability to learn and grow.

"Ujang, I appreciate your apology" I said softly. "However, I also need time to repair this relationship. I want to make sure that we can both respect and support each other in our friendship."

Ujang nodded in understanding. "I fully understand, Imas. I don't want to rush or force anything. If you need time, I will give you space and respect your decision. I just wish we could start over as good friends."