Uta & Alber [EN]
21. Basa

The Alber POV

Previous Flashback.

"Hc .h .. ha .. My baby thrives which continues to bear sweet fruit. Okay okay my baby. Ha . ha .. ha..." Mimicking his words between my nagak laugh.

"Lo really is Ber, a real prank on being a person." He said to me, making my laughter automatically subside instantly.

"Sorry sorry, I didn't mean to sneak around, it was just too funny. I was going to go home to Lo. Ehhh lo his still busy nyiram plants." I tried to explain as best I could, so he wouldn't get angry. Instead of answering me, the girl left.

"Eh don't be mad dong Ta ..." I said with a little panic. What if the tie girl got mad at me, because of my snickering just now.

"Who is angry. Nih ..." He came back closer and handed a paper bag, containing fresh strawberries neatly arranged in a clear plastic box.

"Sorry earlier made you eat until fullness. I felt it was too much. Sorry about Ber." Quite unexpectedly, Uta even had time to apologize for covering me earlier. He said the apology sincerely, which at once made me feel guilty. But if you want to be honest, today actually I'm the one who nailed him too much.

"Gue also apologized, Ta, just now you were shocked because of me." I said, confessing my misdeeds to him.

"It's okay Ber. I was also wrong, not horrified because of the fun of using earphones. This afternoon, he said he was going home. Hunt before dark." His voice looked at the sky that was beginning to be covered in orange. Sunset was slowly coming.

"Yes, I want to go home first, thanks for today. Thanks for the strawberries." I answered a small nod by the tie girl.

"Tante, Alber said he'd come home aunty. Thanks for the food, Tan, everything is delicious. Best of all." Kusalim hands warm-hearted woman.

"Yes the heart. Often often play here Ber, aunty masakin a better food." Her speech was gentle with her maternal aura emanating. Do not forget the friendly smile, always never fade from her beautiful face.

"Oh, Auntie, Alber will play here often." I responded to Aunt Celine's words solemnly.

"It's really dong, auntie time lies." Reply him again. There was no look of objection on his face about my words just now.

"Ber hunt back Ber, briefly hunt magrib." My conversation was cut short by the words of Uta that reminded the day of almost magrib.

"Mah Uta Anterin Alber gets to the car ya Mah" His permission to Mamahnya, want to take me to the black one parked across from his house. Without thinking that girl pulled my uniform arm. He led me to a car across the street from his house. I followed the will of the tie girl without any intention of making the slightest rebellion.

"Ber you know I just thought I was just a stale base. You don't have to play at my house anymore." He said quietly, as we were right next to the black one. The girl seemed to be trying to keep me from being wrong about the pleasantries this time around.

"Or me." Reply quickly.

"Well, this time you understand." He praised me because I said I knew. His face looked relieved. No longer seemed as worried as his expression.

"But ..." I said a little hanging.

"But. But what the fuck???" The relieved face was instantaneously alert mode.

"But I promised to play here often. I fear the sin of lying to parents. Want to not want, I have to make a promise to often play to your house. Okay!!!" My description on the tie girl, which clearly contradicts my first words.

"FLEETRRRR!!!!!" Her screams are really upset with me.

Flashback ends

For now certainly can not, my stomach can-can explode satiety, if forced. Let the goat tongseng, seafood fried noodles and brownies clash in there. This fresh strawberry is coming tomorrow.

"Okay sir, can you help me again, sir?" Bi Darmi asked while receiving the strawberry box.

"Udah Bi, that's it. Thank you, I'm going upstairs first Bi." I put my feet upstairs. It feels just want to take a quick shower, because the body has been sultry all day doing activities outside.

"Kok returned home in the afternoon Ber?" Ask Annem to me.

"Yes An, Alber was working in a group. So it's slow to come home." I kissed Annem's hand.

"Well, have you eaten yet? If you haven't eaten there yet." Annem again.

"An already, so full. Alber wants to go to the room first, take a shower. Sultry." I kissed the cheek of the woman who bet her life on giving birth to me. He was as usual, only a trinket saw the behavior of this only son.

Annem is my calling to my birth mother, while my father is called Babam. Actually the call for parents in Turkish is twofold. The call to Mother is Anne, while Father will be called Baba. A little different from my calls to both my parents. Even if heard it is actually almost the same. There is a story about why this happened.

I'm the youngest child to have an older sister. I usually call her Abla, which in Turkish, Abla means sister. When Abla was young and just beginning to learn to talk, both my parents were very enthusiastic to teach Abla to call them Anne and Baba. He patiently taught Abla many times, whenever Abla wanted to talk.

At first, Abla just mention the word randomly, I don't know what it means. But because of the repetition of Anne Baba's words every day, Abla slowly began to speak in the direction my parents intended. It's just that when Abla can already mention the word Anne Baba, she always has the excess letter 'm'. Abla always refers to Anne as Annem and calls Baba Baba Baba Baba.

At first my parents let Abla call them that. Later if it is smoother then slowly guided the correct mention, they thought. But as time went on, Abla was used to calling our parents Annem and Babam. On the other hand, Annem and Babam are also used to hearing the cute voice of Abla calling them, with a different name from the typical Turkish call in general

Finally, they no longer intend to change the call. Let his children call them by a typical Turkish call with a little more unique. And so now, I'm used to calling my mother and father Annem and Babam. Sometimes if you think, funny is also the story behind the creation of the call. But on the other hand, the call feels unique, because it has little difference with what Turks usually use.

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