TALAQ
Part 69 TALAQ
"It looks like there's a car stopping in front of the house, Buk!" said mas Jamal.
"It looks like yes, Mal, who do you see? what are our guests, right?" mom says.
"Don't, Chess sir." I murmured inwardly.
Mas Jamal who finished eating directly to the front door, while I continued to eat half my lunch.
"Assalamu'alaikum." said Mr. Chess who was at my parents' door.
"Wa'alaikum salam, loh mas, want to find Afifah?" ask Jamal
"Yes, you know, the Afifa is home?" ask the Chess sir on Jamal's mass.
"Please enter first mas, Afifah again eat in the back," said Mas Jamal let the chess pack into my parents' house "Fah, your boss is coming!" jamal shouted from the front" Please sit first mas." Jamal mass orders on the Chess pal.
"Attep, mas!" answer me from within.
"If you still eat just plain it is mas." said Mr. Chess politely and already sitting in the living room.
"Eh, there is a guest, thank you sir, for the gifts, and send greetings and thank you our family to the family of the father, we can not reply sir, distrust God who retorted." my mother said politely.
"Together, my family also said a lot of thanks, because my mother wanted to find kates and mbak Afifah would cook until my family" replied Mr. Chess politely.
"Father please have lunch first, it happens that Afifah is also eating again" said my mother offered to the chess sir.
"Thank you ma'am, don't." replied the Chess courteously.
"Don't hesitate mas, but yes potluck, same vegetable as botok lamtoro." timpal mas Jamal.
"I prepare first sir, let it be accompanied by Afifah" said my mother immediately stood up and headed to the kitchen to prepare lunch for Mr. Chess.
"Yes, just eat first, then until the office so do not have to buy food" said Mas Jamal as it is.
"Sorry sir, I stayed for a while" I said as I greeted Mr. Chess.
The father who came home from the rice field through the side door, and immediately to the bathroom to clean himself, because the dhuhur time is almost here. Finished cleaning the father who has been wearing a glove complete with batik clothes and kopyah to the living room to menenui pak Catur and mas Jamal. Once you have sat in the living room, Mas Jamal immediately went to the back to clean himself and to the mosque for the preparation of the adhan in the mosque.
All the menus have been arranged neatly in the living room because usually if there are guests eating in the living room, once finished I arrange the food not long ago father, father, mas Jamal and Mr. Chess returned from the mosque simultaneously, while my mother came home early.
"Please eat first, sir." said I let the new Chess sir into the house together with the father and Jamal mass.
"Thank you, ma'am." replied Mr. Chess remain polite.
"Well, Afri and Nafisa, aren't you home yet?" ask my father to me.
"Not sir, he said Afri, there is an additional class so that at half-time just go home, while Nafisa is meeting in the district so it's a little afternoon, said mass Jamal later mas who picked up Afri." I obviously told father.
"Come, Mr. Chess please eat, hot-hot gini seger eat side dishes of asem vegetables, do not hesitate to eat a lot of food in the kitchen is still a lot of really." my father said to invite chess sir while scooping rice and vegetables.
Both of my parents dared to offer makqn pak Catur, because in the beginning became a secretary of the Chess pack, I got cooking duties for almost three months, until I was declared to have passed training as his secretary, and my parents' cooking ingredients were preparing, so my parents were a little savvy to the taste of Chess.
"Thank you, sir, I rarely get to eat like this" said Mr. Chess politely and followed him to scoop up the rice.
"I just change clothes first, sir please at a makeshift sorry meal" I said politely with a beautiful fluffy smile.
"Please, mbak, mbak don't bring your own motorcycle, because we will meet the advertising agency at the Sun hotel" said Mr. Chess with a smile.
"Yes, sir I remember." I replied politely.
I went back to my own house to get changed, because I had to go back to work, and there was also a meting schedule with an advertising agency the other day.
It only took twenty minutes, I was neat and ready to go to work, I went to my parents' house and it turned out that Mr. Chess and my father had also finished eating, my mother and father were helped by Jamal tidying the table.
"Already, ready at two o'clock we should have reached the hotel, right?" reminded me.
"Yes, soon we leave there's still time to go" replied Mr. Chess.
"Alright sir." I replied and sat in the living room with the baoak and Mr. Chess.
Whether the magnet was given by Mr. Chess, my father was also quickly familiar with Mr. Catur they both ate while joking, while mass Jamal had left for his school Afriana, he said, to pick up Afriana. At one hour and twenty minutes we both decided to head to the SUN Hotel where the advertising crew was staying.