"Tok ... Tok ... Tok ..."
There was a knocking sound from Arman's door, who was visiting this early? Mother would have gone straight in when she came home from the market.
"I'll open the door first, okay? Inez, just get ready to go to Surabaya, okay?" goodbye to me.
Arman opened the door, while I? My curiosity was great, because the guest's voice was that of a young woman. I then pushed myself a bit to hide behind the door. My curiosity made me not rush to get ready as Arman asked, but to eavesdrop and find out who it was this morning who came to this house.
I peeked and glanced at the figure of a girl standing and facing Arman. She stood staring at Arman not blinking at all, neither turning back nor turning her head, that long straight hair flowing and bangs, looking young and beautiful__I admit it. Wearing a dress similar to a short-sleeved dress, and her skirt up to her knees moving in the wind__aish... her skin is white clean and still natural without polish.
The girl handed Arman a package like a medium sized cardboard box __ Snack box. They both laughed together and looked familiar. What are they talking about this early in the morning? Arman was enthusiastic to answer every question he had. Who is that young girl? Her age must be far below me, my heart is hostile to see the sight, filled with erratic jealousy.
Because Arman's movement ended their conversation and was about to enter the house, I hastily looked for a new position, yes on the sofa, I ran and immediately sat there relaxing while reading a book that was already on the sofa in front of the table.
I just pretended not to know about the incident, Arman couldn't help but start greeting me. He offered me something while trying to unravel the package the young girl had given him.
"Nez, let's have breakfast first, it's from the neighbors."
"What is it? Who gave it earlier, dear girl?" I tried to be as flat as possible, because I couldn't ask passionately because I was afraid I'd misunderstood, maybe that girl is Arman's distant relative or who is Arman or close friends with Icha and Echa, so I held back my emotions and jealousy while taking a breath as relaxed as I could. .
"Ooh, Nez. My neighbor, her name was Rahayu, her house is close from here, about a hundred meters from this house. She's been a playmate since childhood. Yes, she's a friend to play with, she's just above Icha and Echa, Ayu has graduated from Vocational High School, while her younger sister "My sister is still in the first grade of high school, different schools too," explained Arman to me as he opened the package in front of me, for some reason I saw the girl's unusual behavior towards my Arman, from the look in her eyes, from her body language and gestures, all not common thing.
"She often gives something here, doesn't she?" I asked next.
"Yeah, I don't know, I'm not here everyday right? It's my younger siblings who know." While removing the food from the wrapper, Arman handed me a portion. Soft marrow porridge with red pearls adorn it, plus a splash of sugar and thick coconut milk is indeed appetizing in the morning. It's been a long time since I've eaten this kind of porridge and I never thought about buying or making this kind of food myself with my mother.
"I mean, when you come home, she likes to give to you, doesn't she? Do you often play here?" I said accusingly.
"Yes, it's rare, the name of the neighbors might just coincidentally make them extra, so we get splashed with sustenance," explained Arman, who looked voraciously enjoying the porridge, really devoured __ did what happened a few minutes ago with me drain his energy? How come he looks so hungry?
"Ooh, so she cooked this herself, didn't she? I don't mind buying it," I said a little annoyed, using everything to cook with difficulty.
"Let's eat Nez, while it's warm. Well, I don't know who cooks Nez, she didn't say anything, maybe her mother happened to cook this porridge by chance?"
"Cha... Echa, come here, there's porridge, do you want it?" Arman called half shouted because Echa was in the kitchen as far as I knew washing clothes since this morning. I also tasted this porridge with a plastic spoon that was already in the package and then ate it, I admit it was delicious, because I haven't seen this porridge in a long time.
Echa hurriedly came with wet hands__apparently leaving the laundry unfinished to fulfill her brother's call, then she sat down with the three of us, then took a pack for her to eat too. Not long after, the sound of an old Duck motorbike driven by Icha seemed to come from the front while carrying her mother with quite a lot of groceries from the market.
"Assalamu'alaikum," said greetings as the two of them walked in, Icha and Armans Mom.
"That's a lot of shopping, Mom," I said to Mom, who was sweating like she was tired of going around shopping looking for things to buy.
"Yes, I'm all shopping for gifts for you, Nez. Take it home later." Leave my mother to me.
"Mom, let's have porridge for breakfast here, Mother, Ayu came here to give us porridge," Arman asked his mother to join us, who were hungry to eat this Sum-sum porridge.
"I want to cook first, you guys just eat, because Arman and Inez want to leave in the morning? Just finish the porridge." Mom rushed to the kitchen. It was Icha who chose to join us, because there was only one porridge left. There were four neatly packed portions earlier, because one was given to me, so my mother didn't have any. There are only four family members at home, maybe you don't know if it's increased by one today,
"Cha, earlier who gave Ayu porridge, do you know?" I said while finishing the porridge that was still a little left.
"Ooh, Sis Ayu? I know, my childhood friend," Icha replied.
Echa also answered my questions, as if she knew that I needed more of her profile than just an answer to acquaintances and small playmates. Echa said they are still friends to this day, but because of their busy schedules, they rarely see each other or go to each other's homes, at least when they meet they just say hi. The latest news that they know since graduating from vocational school, Ayu is still looking for a job to channel her skills in the culinary arts major. Several times he got calls but she hasn't received it yet because she might be looking for a suitable one. So the conclusion of my current confusion is broken, they are not that close at the moment, because I asked about Ayu, if she has a boyfriend, Arman's sisters no one knows.
After eating the porridge, I immediately said goodbye to go into the room to get ready, take a shower, organize things and make sure that nothing is left here, because it will no longer be possible for me to visit this house.