
"It's done, nduk." said Bu Suryo as soon as I arrived at the field where I usually trade.
"Is it the finished mom?"
"It's time Mr. Purnomo" replied Ms. Suryo.
I was shocked when I heard what Bu Suryo had just said. Apparently, Bu Suryo told about how the impact of the commotion caused by Mr. Purnomo himself.
In my heart, I can only pray to God that there will be no such thing as a disaster or the same test.
After I traded in the market, Jaka who was already at home was already cooking rice for dinner.
“Mbak, what dinner would you like today?” ask Jaka.
“What are the ingredients you buy Jaka?” ask me while laughing as if at home a lot of food ingredients are ready to be selected and cooked at any time.
“Hehehe, earlier Jaka just buy tempe, sprouts, the same long beans anyway, Mbak.” he said with shame.
“Ya means the choice is only one anyway. Oseng soy sauce sweet tempe.”
Jaka nodded in agreement to the answer I gave. The two of us never fuss over food.
All kinds of cooking we can eat without any sense of complaining at all. If there is one day we get a delivery of food from a neighbor who is having a wish, we are also grateful for being able to eat expensive and delicious food.
However, if there is nothing and we are in a deteriorating financial condition, even we will casually just cook a bundle of coconuts accompanied by onion crackers.
Such simple foods can also feel very delicious when eaten with gratitude.
Warm chat can also be a simple cooking flavoring to be richer in taste.
Tonight, I let Jaka to cook for himself. In my mind, it is sometimes good to let a man who will have to lead the household learn little by little.
I do not always have to give instructions to do something, small mistakes or fatal mistakes will have an impact on his attitude in the future.
What I can make sure for now, is that Jaka did not experience trauma or fear when he just made a mistake.
As her brother, I must maintain her confidence and make mistakes her learning in the future.
Jaka who is still busy cooking, while I sit in the room counting the sales results for today.
I was thinking something. Do the customers not mind if my trading price is a little raised again.
Remembering, earlier I was too afraid to take a decision in raising the price. Therefore, my trading price is cheaper than that of other similar traders.
Still worried between the yes and no answers, Jaka suddenly called out to me.
“Mbak, it's ready.” he shouted from the middle room.
“Ya, briefly.”
I immediately looked back at my notebook which I had written the amount of profit for today and immediately packed my money and notebook.
I slowly walked through each floor box thinking about my decision. Until I didn't realize that I was walking the wrong way that should have stopped in the living room, I stopped in the kitchen instead.
“Mbak, what do you want in the kitchen?” jaka asked while laughing at me.
Hearing that laughter, my daydreams ran out and I immediately ran and headed for the living room for dinner.
Hot steam billows from oseng tempe sweet soy sauce that has just ripened. Race to get to the highest peak with rice steam as the rival.
Smelled of a pleasant aroma that made my stomach scream would like immediately*******what will be present.
“You want me to get it, Ma'am?” ask Jaka.
I nodded and smiled at my sister. It's been a long time since Roni's departure.
Usually, one of them would take turns to take my food. Sometimes, the portion difference from what Jaka or Roni took became a joke of the three of us.
When only me and Jaka lived in this house. We were both too busy to take care of ourselves on personal things like eating.
I also sometimes feel tired, so prefer to take portions according to my mood. To finish my meal faster.
And so is Jaka. He sometimes chooses to have dinner late because he is still busy doing his schoolwork.
No one felt that it should be in question, but when I heard the offer that Jaka had made just now, it made me remember that there was something else I had to take care of besides my personal activities, warmth with my brother.