Tiny Brother Meatball Handsome
Ordering Meatballs

Two days after the incident, today Bening has prepared to go back into the office. 

Choose a white shirt paired with blezer cream. Tight short skirts became one of his favorite styles. 

"Morning, Ma" said Bening as he sat at the dinner table. There's Mama Has first there. 

"Morning, Deck." 

"Ma, the age of 27 years is still called Adek! Shame to know, Ma," protested Bening. 

Mama Has responded with a funny smile. "Why embarrassed? For Mama you keep pantes called Adek. That's Mama's favorite call." The middle-aged woman was full of gentleness to take toast for Bening as well as a glass of milk that was now thrust in front of her daughter. 

"And you wanted that when you were 27 years old. When do you want to end your single status?" ask Mama Has. 

Bening. Pantingly. Hundreds of times his ears were hot hearing almost the same question. Not only Mama Has asked that, but relatives, business partners, office friends and college friends often ask that when they meet. Very tedious. 

Even some of them consider his status as a guyonan unimportant. Which makes Bening sick. 

He didn't hear the answer from his son. Mama Has shifted the subject. "Let's go see the sky, yeah." 

Bening looked up and then frowned. "Ngapain Ma's? Kan Bening has already paid the compensation he requested. Don't go there anymore, we have no business." 

"Don't, pity you hit him until his hand broke. He can't sell anymore, Dek. Mama just wants to know how it's going." 

"Tereserah Mama that way. What matters is responsibility. And there's no more business with yesterday's collision." 

"Ma, Bening must leave now. There's a morning meter to replace the wrong meting yesterday." Bening. He decided to finish his breakfast the next morning even though he was not yet full. One day taking time off, work at the office has piled up asking to be checked. 

"Be careful, Deck. Go with Mang Juri. Don't drive yourself!" mama Has's irrefutable message. 

"Yes-yes, Ma. Day ... Mama …." Bening approached his mother and kissed the right and left cheeks of the woman who had given birth to him. After that, go to the front door. 

Mama Has followed her daughter, dropping off and waiting at the door. After the car drove down the highway, Mama Has just re-entered the house. 

•

"Where are you, Son of the Sky?" asked Mama Has when she stopped in the living room of the Sky house. 

"Alhamdulillah, fine, Aunt. Only for the left hand is still not recovered." 

When the car that drove Mama Has to the Sky home page, the man in the form of a jackass just returned from the market. The left hand is still casted, but not necessarily make the man can stay at home. 

He kept trying to shop for kitchen needs. 

The sky occupied the plot of the house with an old woman whom he called Mamak. 

Every day it was Heaven who traveled here because Mamak could not go far, he suffered from linu in his joints. If it goes a long way, then the disease of linu in the legs will recur. 

"Your hands are still sick, why have you gone shopping?" 

"So I don't go shopping, my mom and I can't eat, Tan. My mom is old, can't go far. So the sky has to go." 

There was admiration for the young man before him. Having met twice, Mama Has has loved the personality of Sky. 

Mammak appears carrying a tray containing drinks. Put it on the table and present it in front of the guests. "Please drink, Mom." Mamak. 

"Thank you, Grandma. Even troublesome gini," said Mama Has rather shy. 

"It's okay, Grandma. This is enough too." 

"Is it important, Mom, come back here?" 

"No, Grandma, I just want to look at the sky. Is it better or needs treatment again." 

"Thank God his condition has improved, ma'am. Thanks to the compensation money from the mother's child, Sky can seek treatment to the doctor and also go to the chiropractor to connect the broken hand bones. Maybe two more weeks Sky can sell meatballs again," Mamak story.

Their conversation continues. Talk about any topic that can be discussed. Mamak and Sky seemed friendly to respond to Mama Has, until the middle-aged woman was immediately familiar with them. 

•

4 weeks later. 

The sky pushed the repaired meatball wagon into a better one. As usual, the sky has a base rental place on the road Radish Kemangi. 

The man put up an orange tent, not even finished with how many people had approached. 

"Well, where are you? Long time no trade?" 

"Abis accident, Neng. Hit the car until my left hand was broken. That is why it is a trade holiday," replied the friendly Sky. 

Any buyer of female gender and also young will be called 'Neng'. 

"Can't you, Bang? But you're okay, aren't you?" 

"Alhamdulillah, now it's healed, Neng. What kind of meatball pesen?" 

"Uhui pentol meatballs don't pack noodles, Bang. Dah long time no meatballs Brother, until kangen. Not the meatball kangen, but kangen as well," joked the woman with amused kikikan. 

The sky only responded with a sweet smile. Smiles that are able to attract women, young, old and even grandmothers are also targeted. The charm that the sky has cannot be ignored. 

Bening grumbled when turning off the phone. How the woman was not upset when Mama Has told her to stop by the Sky meatball tent. He had actually been reluctant to recall the blackmailer man. Twenty million was awarded for damages, didn't that hurt him? 

"Mang Juri, later stop at Jalan Radish Kemangi. Buy Mama's pensenan." 

"Ready, Miss." 

Get off the car Bening made wide-eyed see the line buyers meatballs. It's so long as the aid receiver queues.

He stepped through the queue, for him there was no time waiting in line like those people. 

"Pesen two bowls of meatball. One lotin vermicelli but do not pack basil leaves, do not pack sauce but lots of soy sauce. If one, pack all but a little soy sauce. Also lots of its leaves. The fruit is also multiplied but do not give the salary."

The busy sky concocting meatball orders was made in amazement with one so complicated buyer ordering only two bowls of meatballs. 

Moreover, the buyer this time said not to wear basil leaves. Of course the man was astonished. 

'Since when do meatballs use basil leaves? This is a meatball stall, not a grilled chicken stall. Just-there's.' His inner. 

"I'll do it later, yes, ma'am. But Ma'am has to queue first like the others. Poor them for a long time, they have not served me. I hope to be patient" said Sky without turning back. 

"I don't have much time to wait. Make it right now!"

"But Ma'am …." The sky would make a sound again, but when it turned around it was made to be surprised by the woman in front of it.