Chapter 5
1213 Words
Together All Day
I always remember a narrative of a show and news about a scene of a couple caught having an affair and extramarital relationship in a budget hotel room. They were caught by security for violating local regulations that prohibit having s*x outside of marriage or having an affair.
The news stated various reasons, one of which was that the couple only went on vacation with limited funds, so they only rented one room and did nothing, staying overnight just to rest and sleep. In the show, I saw the camera person pointing his camera at the couple who were half-dressed with some of them censored. The evidence was revealed, they were finally caught under article 411 concerning adultery and took legal action.
From that show I learned that a clever strategy is needed in an illicit and mysterious relationship so as not to get caught in a similar case.
Sifa and I got out of bed in a hurry to improvise a strategy for the person who would enter our igloo palace.
I opened Sifa's wardrobe, then took out several outfits that I was going to wear while preening in front of the mirror. I was playing my trick.
Meanwhile, Sifa was hurriedly wearing her underwear that was lying on the bed and calling and making sure who was behind the door.
"Yes, wait a minute" said Sifa, and she walking towards the door.
"This is food, Meske brought it earlier. Maybe you want a snack," Mother's voice called.
"What are you doing?" said Mother when Sifa opened the door.
I was amazed by the trick we were doing right now. We knew each other and improvised with the roles we were playing. Without text and script, we continued the scene like a couple caught on the news on television.
"Sifa is choosing an outfit for later hanging out with Meske, Mom" said Sifa facing her mother at the door.
"Oohh… let's have breakfast first, Mom has prepared it, Mes, are you joining us for breakfast? Mom asked while looking at me.
"Ready, Mom." I was still in front of the mirror holding a set of clothes and talking to Mom's reflection in the mirror. "Which clothes look good, Mom?" I asked.
"They're all good, you're already beautiful, honey," Mom answered.
Mom went away out of the door and closed the door. A moment after that, Sifa and I looked at each other than held hands, and we jumped up and down happily because our strategy was going smoothly.
We rushed to the dining room to eat the breakfast that had been prepared. I took a little bit of uduk rice and a piece of omelet that was available. This uduk rice has been Sifa's favorite since long ago, she also often buys uduk rice for lunch at school.
While at the dining table, we were accompanied by Mom while eating breakfast.
Mom took a plate to put on her portion of food. "Come on, eat a lot, Mes, so you'll get fat." Mom said.
"Indeed "Are you skinny, Mom?" I asked.
"Well, not that skinny, just need to gain a little weight to be a bit plump," Mom replied.
"So that your appearance looks like anyone else, honey." Mom explained while feeding her omelet into her mouth. "Plus your short haircut, honey, you already look like a boy." Mom explained.
"What are you talking about, Mom!" Sifa scolded. "Don't say that, whatever she likes, I think it's okay for Sifa to like it, Mom," she explained in my defense.
"It's okay, Sif." I replied to lighten the mood. "Thank you, Mom, for your input and inspiration," I replied to Mom.
My current weight is around 49 kg and I'm 162 cm tall. Sifa and I are the same height, it's just that she's plumper, maybe around 55 kg. I have short hair like a boy's haircut, but thick on the top and sides. The hair stylists agreed to call this hairstyle Pixie.
We were still talking at the dining table about my and Sifa's activities at school. I was getting closer to my mother as my strategy for my future plans, so that Sifa and I could be together.
"Oh yeah, Mom. Sifa was invited by Meske's mom to stay at her house, is that okay, Mom?" asked Sifa.
"Okay... as long as we get along, it's your weekend off, right?" replied Mom.
"Then this afternoon Meske and I want to go to the movies, Mom," Sifa asked permission.
"Yes, okay..." replied Mom, resignedly allowing her only child.
"Don't worry, Meske will treat us for transportation, food, and movie tickets, Mom," I replied.
"Thank you, honey, you two take care of each other." Mom concluded, ending the conversation session.
Sifa and I went to the cinema using a rental car through an online application. We also said goodbye to Mom and Mom to go for a walk, to go on a date.
At a big mall, we visited various entertainment rides. There we played pump it up, bumper cars, and we tried almost all the rides. Unfortunately, the excitement of the game could not beat the rides in the Eskimo village, in the igloo house.
At that time we were no longer able to walk here and there in the mall area, our leg strength had reached its limit and could no longer walk far. As a closing and relaxation, we ordered cinema tickets. At that time there was a hot film, which we agreed to watch. A horror drama genre film entitled Orphan.
The dark atmosphere of the cinema room, we held hands even more tightly especially during the tense murder scene.
Sifa brought her mouth close to my ear and whispered, "there is a 'naughty' plan for us tonight, Honey"
I nodded, not taking my eyes off the scene when I watched the protagonist and antagonist fall from the roof of the house. "There is." I answered smiling.
Long story short, the film was over and we rushed home.
The sun was already on the western horizon ready to wake the moon. Before the evening prayer sounded, we had arrived at our respective homes. I tidied up the room and prepared the whole house to welcome Sifa who would be staying at my house tonight.
Since Sifa and I have known each other for a long time, we have never left the tradition of staying overnight on weekends or during holidays until our birthdays are always celebrated. My best friend is Sifa, and so is she. We have not decided to look for a wider circle of friends.
Today is actually Sifa's 17th birthday. Therefore, since this morning, with all my heart and soul I have spent time with her. My plan today must go perfectly.
I was helped by my sister Mirai, decorating the corner of the living room. Colorful balloons strewn with decorations, birthday greetings, and not forgetting the cake and candles we prepared to welcome her arrival.
Mamah prepared several dishes on the dining table for dinner. Among the dishes, there were some that had been prepared by Sifa's mother. The food she likes the most besides uduk rice is ketoprak.
We are ready to welcome her, waiting for news from her.
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