WHAT LESS!
STORIES 09

After entering the house I was immediately asked many questions by Kak Niko. It seems like he was already emotional. He kept ranting. 

"Gue called earlier why can't I?" I was upset by following me into the room. 

"My phone's dead brother." I answered by putting the bag. 

"The habit of males lo tuh! I also bought a power bank, definitely not brought." Said Brother Niko as my head caught. 

I grinned, "forget brother!" 

"Whose guy was that? Really an online taxi driver?" Suspicious Sister Niko. 

I'm shaking my shoulder, "No idea."

"Byeah! Where do you meet songong guys?" It was Niko who looked at me sharply. 

"So initially met at the YMS building, continued waiting for my sister at the cafe to meet again. When my phone died, as far as I know he was the driver yaudah I asked for antherin back." My story. 

"Keep, why do you say afraid? He's macem-macem to elo?" Investigate Brother Niko. 

"No, but we were both stray, yes I was afraid that he would do a macem, let alone that he jokingly said he wanted to kidnap me, would be a parno." I answered with a tired face and was sad. 

"But he's not insolent, is he?" Niko looks worried. 

"No, just a little bit of bum." Imbuhku. 

"Judek. Next time do not carelessly ask anter people, let alone we do not know. And don't forget to check your phone battery! Just worry about it." Annoyed, Sister Niko. 

"Same mother didn't come?" I asked because Daritadi has not met Mother and Father. 

"No, I said you again nemenin Syahnaz." Kak Niko's story, it turns out pinter too he lied. 

"Pinter!" I said by giving him a thumbs up for her. 

"Ck! Yauda sono shower keep resting. Don't forget Dio's tidings, 'cause he's the ngrecokin I mulu." Said Niko by walking out of the room. 

"Yes thanks!" My solute. 

I went straight to the bathroom, just took a duck bath because it was late and tired. After that I immediately pray Isya and rebahan. 

Today I feel tired. From the morning I left, and just came home last night. While lying down I began to remember the events that I experienced all day. 

Habits that I have always practiced, the instropection of all activities that occur during this one day. And it all calms me down. 

But the one thing that suddenly bothered my mind was that foreign guy earlier. In all my years at YMS I have never met him. Drivers who often stop there are mostly also I know, because I often use his services to nganter home. 

And if I'm honest the guy doesn't look like a driver, his style, the clothes he wears, even his fancy car. It is impossible if he is a driver. But he himself said that a driver. 

And somehow his handsome face also seemed unwilling to disappear from my mind. I felt like I was sucked in with the charisma he put out. 

I shook my head. How can I think of another guy when I already have a girlfriend. It can be done by Kak Dio if he finds out. 

With the body that has been achieved, as well as the mind that is increasingly floating unclear, I finally fell asleep, hoping to dream of the driver was, uh wrong, I mean can dream of Kak Dio. 

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At home there are indeed some Art that helps Mama. But for the kitchen, you prefer to cook yourself. And I admit that Mama's cooking is a champion. 

My mom always taught me how to cook. He always said he wanted to be as beautiful, as smart, as rich and as happy as a woman, he still had to be good at cooking. 

Especially if you are married and become a wife and mother. Health is the main thing, and food cooked with love is one of the keys to the health of the family. 

Although not good, but I can still cook. At least I can still mix sugar and salt. And Sister Niko was the first to protest that I was taking over the kitchen.

He said, "Gue tau elo is not good at cooking, but at least do not poison our family." Her speech. 

Whether it's just a joke or it's serious. But obviously I'm in bodo, if I want to cook again I will keep cooking. If everyone does not want to eat, I will eat my own food, of course with a snack. 

This morning Mother cooked fried rice as breakfast. And we only ate three because Dad had left for the hotel this morning. He said there was some sudden business. 

When leaving, I was also given the mandate by Mother to stop by first to the hotel. Bringing lunch to Dad. 

My own father was actually quite fussy for food. She does not like the cooking of others, however her condition is always trying to eat Mother's cooking. If he has to and there's a new show he's eating out. 

I went to Niko's house, she dropped me off at the hotel, and she continued on to her campus. As usual before entering the hotel, I always stood in front of the hotel for a long time. 

Years after this hotel had exhausted an all-out remodel, I never got tired of looking at him at all. I have always loved the design of this hotel. Especially in this hotel I spent a lot of memories with my late grandfather. 

With firm steps I walked straight into Dad's room. But as I passed the restaurant and cafe on the first floor, it was as intense as I saw the driver. He wears batik clothes and looks very handsome. 

I shook my head, how can I keep thinking of that guy. His attitude always pisses me off. I continued straight to Dad's room. 

"Well, "Call me when you enter the room. 

Turns out Dad was still on the phone, he gestured me to shut up and wait. I sat down on the sofa and arranged the food I brought to the table. The plan is to accompany Dad to lunch first. Before you get picked up by Dio. 

"Thank you for the food for me." Said Dad in between our lunch. 

"Yes, Dad, you guys."

"You're on campus being ushered by Mr. Slamet." Said Father. 

"No, I've been picked up by Brother Dio." My answer. 

Dad nodded, "Ray, even though Dad and Mommy already know Dio, you just have to be careful, today there are many guys who only benefit girls, hurt girls. I don't want Daddy's son to be let down." Said Dad at length. 

"Yes, I'm calm anyway. I can take care of myself. If Brother Dio the tigers can kick him into space." My claw. 

Dad laughed, "No loss dong ya you used to go karate." Syndicate Father. 

"Dad kept on teasing me." I was upset by putting my lips together. 

"Hahaha.." Dad laughed. 

Since childhood me and sister Niko followed karate with Dad. But I'm always careless at practice. And I always end up being punished by my coach. Every time I went home there was crying, and I finally broke down and didn't want to go karate again. 

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