
“Bu, Mother why?” asked Aru when he saw his mother's body sitting bent, even the front body to touch the edge of the table. Aru approached, touching his mother's back to ensure the state of the woman he loved so much.
“Mother s-seems like you want to waste water.” Mother tried hard to say the sentence so that it came out smoothly from her mouth. What else was the reason other than for Arunika not to be suspicious.
“House?”
“Iya.” Mother got up with one hand holding her tight chest. “You, t-please continue cooking, yes. Mom to the back first.” Without waiting for Aru's answer, Mother immediately left Aru who stood staring, staring full of astonishment at Mother's back that was getting farther away.
Aru was eager to catch up and ask back Mom's situation. But the cooking job is also no less important than the state of the mother requires her to remain there.
At 7 pm soon, Aru must finish cooking first and then after Mom. He couldn't have let his mother wait for him to cook.
*
Arunika has arranged all the dishes on the dining table. She was also standing right next to him, with a better face than before.
Aru really wants to bring his mother to the room, questioning the condition of Mother who he believes is not okay. Aru is very sure that Mom is just trying to look good.
But what is the power in this big house. They are only children and mothers who live on the good of Bu Ranti. It is impossible to behave as he pleases.
Not long ago, there were sounds of footsteps retracing closer. Sure enough, at the end there is seen Bu Ranti and her son and daughter-in-law coming. Aru saw the three faces were unsightly. Some are pouting, holding anger and sad. I don't know what hit them.
Ms. Ranti immediately pulled out a chair to sit on. Same with Juna and Nadia. Aru and Ibu also did the same thing after being asked by Bu Ranti to sit down as well.
No words of praise were said from the mouth of Bu Ranti for the food served on the table as usual. How to praise, if the look on his face looks sad.
Instantly Aru raised his face, met Bu Ranti who was now looking at Mom with a probing gaze.
Aru took pains to swallow food that was actually not lu-mat to be swallowed. I don't know why he wanted to rush to finish the food in his mouth. Until finally he heard the words of Mother, “Iya, Bu Ranti. Dinner today is not me who cooks, but Aru.”
“Oh, Cooking Aru.” Bu Ranti's view to meet Arunika. The gaze was not in his admiration as when Bu Ranti praised Mother's cooking. Highlight the eyes it's like saying ‘cake you turned out like this, really not tasty’.
“But why isn't Bu Nita cooking?” asked Bu Ranti curiously. Already 2 years working at his home, Bu Ranti has already fallen in love with all the food cooked by Bu Nita. Even because of his love, he almost never ate food from the outside.
Aru's little heart shrunk. He believes that the taste of the cuisine has made Bu Ranti disappointed.
“I was constipated, Mom. So I asked Aru who cooked. Sorry if dinner this time tastes different than usual.”
“Ah, it's okay, Miss Ranti. Eating foods that taste different from normal, sometimes can also.” Miss Ranti smiled almost laughing. But believe me, even though Bu Ranti looks friendly in saying his words, Aru can see a sense of disappointment there.
The girl was so sorry for cooking in a hurry for the sake of immediately meeting her mother. He did not check the taste first. “Sorry, Mom, if it doesn't taste good,” he said sorry.
“Iya, it's okay, Aru.” Ms. Ranti smiled before continuing to eat. Eat not as vigorously as when eating Mother's cooking.
Aru moved her tail to look at the married couple sitting across the leftmost table. The couple also seemed uninspired to eat their cooking.
But last afternoon they also ate like that, eating frivolously. That lunch was my mother cooking. It seems like the way they eat is so even if the food is good, Aru thought.