Drunk Duda (Ceria Skalane Time)
MD184B. Safa

"You want what you? I've eaten it finish first, make a fuss hungry earlier, make the parents rush to cook." Mamah Dinda glanced sharply at Gavin. 

It's late afternoon, about five in the afternoon. I just got home from work, I just finished taking a shower and getting better. Indeed mamah Dinda cook twice, cook from three in the afternoon, for dinner together. 

"It's over, Mah." Gavin joined us. 

He only glanced at Kirei who was in the arms of the mama Dinda, as if he was not in the mood to play with the children. 

"When's it coming?" My mouth just went straight to the. 

Gavin turned to me, then he replaced the television channel. "Half four of those," he answered with a focus on watching his cartoons. 

He had just arrived, so he was still tired after the trip. What keeps me from thinking, he looks ugly to me. Where is he who is really and always spam the chat? 

"There's this Safa, Vin." Papah Adi comes in, with Cani in his carry. 

Cani is already big, but still likes to be carried by her grandfather. He has entered PAUD, but the departure depends on the mood. He cannot be forced, like his father. Indeed basically, the children of this mbak Canda are stubborn like bang Givan. 

"The innate stuff is a lot, Vin. Cassian." Papah Adi ordered his son finely, for Gavin was still sitting in his place. 

"Geez, there's Papah. Lose hold of grandchildren, don't want to help anyone." Gavin's like heavy for a bangu. 

"If you're tired of going back and forth, make a home here. Come there if the harvest, use the services of people to take care of this. What the hell are you doing there? It's just a whole mess, isn't it?" Papah followed Gavin who passed into the front room. 

I was curious about Safa. How apparently? 

"God! Where are you going?" 

I didn't realize that my feet were moving to carry my body. I looked towards Mamah Dinda. "Stand, Mah." I showed off my teeth. 

Oh, it turns out that's what Safa looks like. Generally the shape of the face of women from this province. They have clearly visible cheekbones, with slightly large eyes. Her skin, it's black. His smile, too, looks sweet. Called ayu face, if it looks like that. 

He's young, probably Gavin's age. 

"You're fast right, just sat me down." Gavin sat on the terrace seat. 

While Safa was still lowering the goods, with papah Adi helping to hold the motor. Gavin doesn't know who his soul is. Time yes, he was silent. Or so the true nature, namely the weight of the hand. 

"I want a weekly night too, Vin! You go home at night, I want to go to the night market." Safa looks upset at Gavin. 

He brought yams, cassava, taro and jengkol like him. Because it stings so bad. Safa until using a motorcycle basket of cloth, to carry the goods. 

After lowering her luggage, Safa approached Gavin. "Excuse me, my Teaku? Let's quickly finish this business, the habit of going there otu night continues to matter. So I'm just antherin, let's not go there all night. Ma is asleep, ashes are asleep, he came to ask for recap. I'm sorry, if I sleep awake, where told to think." Safa as familiar with papah Adi. He said it was very smooth, like a chatty woman. 

I just dared to peek out the window. Incidentally too, if from the outside can not see the contents in the window. If from the inside, it looks like people who are doing activities outside. 

"They came ten tons, Vin. The price went up by one thousand and five hundred per kilo, so the total is this. Bank is off, so Monday is paid. If my ashes don't pay, bill them to the house. That's your groceries, two hundred and fifty thousand. It's a payment, it's my trade." Safa seems to be the son of the merchant who deals with the Gavin harvest. 

"Usually pay too! When do I owe you?!" Gavin reached into his pocket. 

"What's wrong?" I heard whispers. 

I looked to the side. "Let's see Safa" I replied in a whisper as well. 

"Ohh, he is the son of a farmer and a spice farmer. Gavin's ginger in Lampung was bought cheaply as his besiegers, used to play so because Gavin was not a native farmer there. So the jah was sent here, change the gasoline, the transport truck had his father Safa," explained Mamah Dinda whispering. 

Uh, why are we being whispered? 

"Yourself!" I laughed in embarrassment, hiding in Kirei who was carried by Mamah Dinda. 

I'm sure those outside heard, because mama Dinda laughed so loosely. He seemed to feel that I was so stupid just now, because even whispers like that. 

"Here, here, out. Let's get to know Safa." Mamah Dinda pulled me out of this living room. 

Well, shame on me for being the center of attention of Gavin and Safa. Papah Adi and Cani anyway, they're out of the yard. 

"You know this differently, Fa?" Mamah Dinda pointed at me. 

"Sister Ria's sister Canda's sister right?" Safa was confused in answering Mamah Dinda's question. Perhaps he was wondering, why did mamah Dinda say that. 

"You know him? He's selling fruit in front of your brother-in-law's material shop." Mamah Dinda pointed at the bewildered Safa. 

Safa immediately showed off her teeth. He looks friendly, but I don't know who he is and what he has to do with Gavin. 

"I've never been down that road, Mah. I always take the right from here, through the front of the minimarket there, continue towards the house of the old sister Aca." I'm showing my way in and out of this alley. 

"Indeed, never play the basics" ridiculed Gavin with a glance at me. 

"I used to wander back and forth," my tepis later. 

"Different generation times, Mah. When Kak Ria sells ice jelly, I also buy always delivered ma because it is still a boy."

Uh, he knows I've been selling? 

"That means you exist?" I laughed lightly. 

"She's Gavin's age! It clearly exists." Mamah Dinda is sometimes friendly. 

"Now, uh, Fa. He said he wanted a maleman market! You get anterin goods here, it takes money for the maleman market." Gavin slipped the money on the terrace table into Safa's hands. 

"Ma ash I'm rich too times! The proof, can buy your farm how much." Safa folded the red money from Gavin neatly, then stuffed it into her purse. 

"Why defend until carrying a cloth basket so?" Gavin pointed at Safa's motor. 

"Bujang Pariaman is expensive, Bray." 

We laughed together, hearing Safa's words. Safa is only a friend to Gavin, because indirectly he seems to say he is struggling to get a man from Pariaman. 

"You're lying." Mamah Dinda laughed. 

"Whoa, Mah. Definitely not allowed, can fall the value of mayam said ash. Here expensive woman, I've grown so big can't be bartered with gold yes ash loss."

Crazy, crazy. His jokes were extreme, he was so brave to say that.

"A crispy pig is made of chips, huh, Dek?" Mamah Dinda to the brink. 

I'm so worried, because the joking family here is extreme. Safa pulled Mama Dinda to Gavin. Because mamah Dinda felt a click with Safa. 

"Yes, yeah. That's the capital said abu, Mah. It's just not sold to traders, inevitably turn the brain. You see there's also such a cunning farmer, Mah. The rijek was placed in the middle of the sack, sometimes mixed already, said it was okay all. Biasa, okay. Not everything is so, but there is something like that." Safa has since given Mamah Dinda a place, only that Mamah Dinda did not want to occupy the chair. 

She is a girl who understands manners too. Sure, mamah Dinda now has a feeling for Safa. I'm worried, aren't I? Worried, because I'm afraid Gavin's been playing me for a month. 

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