Tiny Brother Meatball Handsome
You are content to make me ashamed

Sky just came home from Pharmacy to buy medicine for Mamak. The man only entered briefly to see Mamak and left again.

"Tumben you're here, Lang?" ask Casep September.

"It's important amu you."

"Weh, horrified. Pakek important everything, already to the office," seloroh Kasep.

"Serious cave, Sep." The face of Heaven is very serious.

"Woke-woke, seriously. What's up?"

"Cave pinjem money," said Sky softly, afraid both parents Kasep heard.

"Don? What do meatballs have to do with a lot of money?"

"Make meatball capital. The cave is out of capital. Ntar malem cave balikin, seriously." Sky reassuring.

"How much do you need?"

"Five hundred thousand, aja."

"Wait awhile!" kasep.

"Eh, Sep!" The sky called out, preventing the Kasep from going inside.

"What?" Rasement turned.

The sky scratching the periphery of the temple was also half-sniffing. "Don't get caught Amak Apak. Shy cave," he said.

Kasep. "Woke, just relax!" The younger man from Heaven resumed his steps into the house.

Soon after, I brought a book. Then given to the sky.

"Thank you. Ntar malem, go back to selling gua wa lu."

"Just relax" said Kasep.

"Gua unplug," said Sky. Kasep.

•

Riding his motorbike back home, after shopping at a traditional market. The lips of Heaven endlessly smiled. He is happy today to be able to sell even though the time is too tight.

If usually after the sublime he had pushed the meatball cart, but today at two in the afternoon he had just returned from the market, maybe around five in the afternoon he had just opened his tent stall. It's okay, he believes that the sustenance will remain if someone wants to find.

The sky dropped the groceries and led to the kitchen, Mamak who was new from the bathroom was a little surprised to see the sky carrying groceries.

"Lang, do you want to sell?" ask Mamak.

"Yes, Mom. It's been a week of no sales, afraid of customers on the run. There's no work than idle." Hand Sky deftly unpacked the groceries and prepared a large pot to fill with water; the process of making the meatball sauce.

"So you just got home. Aren't you tired?"

"No, Mother. Lang even tired of pacing around there is no work."

"You don't want your wife, she hasn't been to work, has she?"

The sky was silent for a moment. Speaking of Bening, his mind suddenly fell apart. Remembering his fight earlier.

"That's permission. You know, I know, I know." He had to lie.

My mother walked slowly and sat on the floor. The middle-aged woman prepared a large cobek and would begin to stew the seasoning.

"Mr ... Mamak is still sick, let Lang just smooth the roof. My hands are sick."

The sky turned towards Mamak. Even so, his hands are so deft to make meatball pentols of various sizes. "The takerin tamarind, ntar Lang the hallucinatory. Mamak mantau aja," he said.

Maybe today, people will use sophisticated tools such as blenders to smooth the seasoning, but Sky and Mamak still make the seasoning manually; mengule seasoning with a large tear. Because they think more frugal also tastes better.

Mamak concocts spices with teary eyes. The middle-aged woman recalled what Heaven's childhood was like, far inversely proportional to her present life. No one knows what the future will look like.

•

At five o'clock in the afternoon the Sky meatball cart just arrived at Jalan Radish Kemangi. The man with the black hat immediately put up an orange tent.

Two women rushed to heaven as soon as the man was seen in their sight.

"Jeez, Bang Lang! I think I've moved and not sold here anymore. Long time no sale, where to, Bang? We'll get to kangen with Brother. Uh, meatballs my brother meant." One of the women greeted the sky.

Although busy putting up the tent, Sky took the time to look towards them with a smile.

"I have a need, Neng. If I move, I'll give you an announcement to let the customer not on nyariin."

"Ho'oh, no, Bang. Mustinya Brother made an announcement so we are not confused nyari Abang."

"Want to eat meatballs?" ask the Sky who is done with his work.

"Yes, dong, Bang. Two servings. One does not pack the same celery leaves that do not use vermicelli."

"OK, ready, Neng."

Until seven o'clock in the evening the tent Sky is still crowded buyers, some to go to order meatballs that have not sold for a long time.

"Eh, laper. Let's stop by that meatball. Yesterday dapet recommendation, he said meatballs there are very good, not less the same in cafes. We try to eat on the side of the road."

"Fool."

•

After dinner, Bening opened the laptop to check the incoming email. Clear focus is distracted when the phone vibrates. Again the alumni group that sent a message, Bening tried to ignore. He thinks the conversation isn't important.

A moment later, one of his friends called. He was curious and immediately replied, but it was like getting prank. The call just got cut off.

Beautiful, sending a personal message. "Liat post in group!"

Reading it made Bening curious. His heart began to beat the cavity da da da. What is it, suddenly the feeling is not good?

I was hesitant to click on a message from a group. But more and more messages are coming in.

Deg ....

Bening's body suddenly stiffened. The beating heart gets stronger until it wants to jump from its stalk. The hand that holds the phone until it vibrates with a wet eye pellet with a puddle of Clear liquid.

Two drops of clear crystal had already escaped. The nose of the flower is flat, with a fist. His heart was squeezed in such a way. She was crying, she was sobbing.

"Mom, I'm home." At nine o'clock in the night, the sky was back at the house. Lastly, there was a group of people who ordered meatballs to ludes at half-eight. He pushed the meatball cart back to Mamak's house, tidied up the merchandise, counted the money he took home, took a bath, went to Kasep's house and then went back to Bening's house. The whole body feels crumbled because the activity is so tiring. But he promised Bening he'd be home by ten p.m.

Just be quiet without welcoming her husband with a smile or a glass of drink. The sky understood, maybe Bening was still tired and annoyed with him.

The man approached, he put the money on the front desk.

"This is money for Embak. Sorry just this much, it was cut to nebus Mamak medicine," said Sky honestly.

Bening unmoving. Without seeing the sky, or the dime given by her husband. His feeling was filled with anger.

"You make me ashamed!" pekik Bening's.