Tuti Lazy School
14. Go home

After last Sunday Ika who came home, Now I'm home. But it feels like coming home is so lazy. Nice in this highlands, urban because. You can see the mall, crowded streets and various variations as well as its complete facilities.

I saw Mamak preening pretty "Where are you going?"

"Pepet you we're going to the mall. Want to come along?" While mamak polishing lipstick on her lips that are maroon color.

"Hhh, wait a minute, wait." I ran to the bathroom to immediately join so as not to stay.

"Ti, are you ready?" My mother screamed to ask me, because my bath was like a person sleeping in the bathroom.

"Shut your teeth!" My yelling.

"Miss." My mother left me and left.

I rushed to hand it over, and wiped my wet body from the bath water earlier. Then I rushed to my room and looked for my best clothes. If you don't, you'll protest and tell me to replace it.

"Mommy?" I looked from outside the room.

"Your mom's in the kitchen." Buyut while eating biscuits in his hand while saying so.

"Well?"

"Mboh" My great-grandmother's sniffled.

I rushed and saw...

"Who? What else, Mak?

I'm eating." Said my annoyance while lightly patting Mamak's arm.

"Hehe, mamak laper." While eating kale in his mouth.

"Jude." I took the plate as well because of the taste of seeing Mamak who was eating.

Then we were ready, my sister was also ready from earlier now she ate biscuits in front of the television with Buyut. And Grandma went to the fields from this morning blind.

"Yok, chirp." My mom got off the dinner table.

"Wait." My mouth was full of food and rushed to speed up my meal.

"Udah Mak, yok!" I rushed to the intersection alone waiting for Mamak who was wearing high heels.

We also went to Tebingtinggi City, except for Mr. Because the father was lazy, we were the only ones who went. Mamak invites to Modern and traditional Shopping Center there. There he bought a beautiful pair of bright white shoes. I loved it everywhere I took it on that trip. We also want to go to the mall near the market it may be about five hundred meters away.

"Sir!" Mamak waved his hand telling one rickshaw to stop.

"Where are you going buk?" The rickshaw asked.

"How much do you want to go to Ramahyanna?"

"Thirty thousand for all." The father explained.

"Low again well, fifteen thousand. Nearby is." Mama pointed towards that rather distant path.

"Hmm twenty-five?" The pedicab made an offer.

"Fifteen thousand." Mama's gagging.

"Twenty thousand, brother. This is the end." Father rickshawed the sweat on his forehead.

"Judah if you don't want anything." My mother pretended to leave.

"Jaudah, yes. Fifteen thousand deals." He chased us and let us go up.

There we have arrived, it is near but the heat is merciful. We are heat resistant, the most levy I have allergies because of the heat and heat.

"Nih Sir." Mamak gave the money.

Then we walked to the mall was warmly welcomed by the workers in the mall. Many clothes at discounts, low prices, expensive prices and even premium. But I was not interested in buying it because according to Mamak and I was still quite expensive at that price.

"We're just looking at Ti." My mom whispered to me.

"Yes, where is enough of our money. I want to go to the top floor too. Make a play on the party, it's long time no play it rides." I spent fifty thousand and Tim Zsone cards to play the rides at the Ramahyanna.

"It's just playing, isn't it Ti?" Mamak.

"Yes." Yeah." My answer is short, solid, and clear.

I was also very excited to play the rides, almost all I tried to play. Mamak waited in the automatic massage chair swiped by Tim Zsone's card earlier. I also play until the balance in the card runs out. After that we went to the 2nd floor where there was a lot of food such as Pizza, Burger, Kentucky, and so on. Then I ate a burger because I didn't know what else I wanted to eat. I prefer beef, hehe. It did not feel like the day showed at five in the afternoon, we rushed down. If not the city transport to our house is no more because it is night.

"Mak! Come home. Bye wants a night. We won't find our angkot Mak." I'm in a hurry.

"Yok. You're not home." Mama hurried.

We went home during the magrib. Pray and pick up the suitcase I packed this morning. We were gone a long time ago. Then I picked up my suitcase and luggage. We rushed to join Buyut.

"You guys are coming home soon." Buyut wiped his tears because he did not want to part with us.

"What's wrong, Grandma, we'll come again." Father and Mamak convinced my Buyut.

"What, promise?" My great-grandfather assured his doubts.

"Yes, promise. Our dateng later." My father and my mother greeted Buyut.

"Yut, Tuti go home first huh. We'll meet again sometime." I regretted it too while kissing my Buyut's forehead.

"Yes, be careful." Buyut waved at me.

And we waited at the intersection of the road in front of my grandmother's house. Looking for a bus that passed by right at the intersection of our house there. I waited about fifteen minutes. Because many buses come ahead of Isya ba'da. I also play Snake on my mobile phone. Not if there is a bus.

You wave your hand telling the bus to stop "Pekanbaru bang?"

"Yes bang, yeah,

How many people?" One of his kernets asked.

"Four of his men. We'll take three benches." Bidar.

"You are a bang, two hundred thousand." He's ceplas-ceplos.

"Wihh his expensive, usually also one hundred ten thousand or one hundred twenty-five most expensive." Mamak.

Tikai fiercely bargained Mamak and my Father, Grandma from behind gave me a piece of cash.

"This is for Tuti Jajan. Share with his sister." Grandma gave.

"From Grandma one from Uyut one. So for two, this is a hundred thousand." Grandma explained.

"Yes Grandma, thank you. Later Tuti balek again. Very dear Tuti with Grandma. When will Tuti be back." I hugged Grandma while crying.

"Std.. Come along, come your song." Grandma wiped my tears and Mamak came to me and with Grandma.

"Mother I'm home." Mom cried during that farewell with Grandma.

"Yes, be careful, son." Grandma says.

"Mom, come home to all of us. Say hello to Grandma too." Said his father greeting Buyut.

"Yes-yes, I won't tell you." Grandma wiped her tears.

The bus was leaving and we rushed up. Our luggage was also placed under the bus. My grandmother saw us from outside the window bus. I was so sad when we met for three weeks. Tuti kangen is a grandmother. But because Tuti wants to go to school, so sorry Tuti went through the speed of Nek. I don't know when we meet again, I won't forget our memories when we fit in the High Cliff yesterday and last year it was my Greetings Nek, Tuti Lasmani.

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