Miss you

Pulang kampus, sore-sore, disambut Diva dengan teriakannya dari dalam rumah:

“Ajiii….k”
“Hei Diva, how are you?”
“I miss you Ajik…”
“I am home….”

Lalu dia biasanya minta dipeluk dan digendong.

“Huggieeee…”

Saya gendong dan saya ajak duduk di sofa.
“What did you do this morning?”
“Playing.. i miss you all the time..”
“So sweet darling…i miss you too. What do you want to do now?”
“I want to play flying..”
“Not a pillow war?”
“No, we are waiting for kakak Echa.”

Iya biasanya kami bertiga main perang bantal. Perang akan berhenti setelah ada bantal yang nyasar ke meja makan.

“Okay, flying then…”

Dia saya angkat, tinggi dan diputar2. Diva cekikikan kesenangan. Lalu di tv terdengar musik pembuka serial Peppa Pig.

“Ajik, get me down…”
“You dont want to fly again?”
“No, enough”

Lalu dia ndlosor di depan tv. Nonton peppa pig.

“Diva, did you miss me?”
“Ssshh Ajik. Its Peppa Pig.”
“But you said you miss me..”
“Not anymore Ajik…”

Saya. Tercampakkan. Karena Peppa Pig.

#ceritaechadiva

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Cerita Pizza 12:

Bali. Gaji

Jika saat pagi setiap hari saya bersua mamah-mamah muda, di akhir pekan malam, teman saya di warung pizza sebagian besar anak-anak SMA. Tampaknya, hanya saya yang matang dan ranum di antara gerombolan SMA ini. (wes, ora usah protes). Ini terkadang membuat saya harus update dengan isu-isu anak SMA di sini. Termasuk menghadapi polah mereka yang kadang naif.

Misalnya, sebut saja Bunga, yang baru lulus SMA, yang juga pemain footy. Tinggi dengan kaki sudah babak belur tak karuan akibat footy. Terakhir, tulang betisnya hampir keluar. Itulah kenapa dia cuti panjang dan minggu lalu berlibur ke Bali. Ini liburan pertamanya ke Bali. Maka kemarin malam, saya disuguhi banyak cerita dan pertanyaan soal Bali.

“Satrya, do you drink Balinese water?”
“Balinese water? What do you mean?”
“Did you drink water in Bali?”
“Yes of course. What kind of question is that?”
“I did not. I drink from water bottle”
“Oh, do you mean tap water? Yes, still.i just need to boil it first”
“I did not. I brush my teeth using water bottle as well”
“Wow, you want to participate in the Survivor series and you are afraid drinking tap water…”

Dia ketawa. Sadar kalau saya lagi nyindir dia. Lalu soal gaji.

“Satrya, do you believe it, my travel driver’s salary is only 4 million a month. Its only 400 dollars..”
“Yeah…that is very common..”
“But, how can you live with only 400 dollars a month?”

Nduk…gajiku dadi dosen loh gak sampe sak mono. Jek urip sampe saiki.

#baladapizzadriver

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Bali

Kemaren anak-anak sekolah bikin pertunjukan amal buat kakek-nenek yang tinggal di nursing house. Jadi sekolah kemarin dipenuhi mbah dan eyang kung dalam beragam karakter.

Saat sibuk membantu menyeberangkan mereka, tiba-tiba ada yang mendekat dan berkata:

“You are a Balinese, right?”
Saya kaget. Tahu dari mana dia?
“Yes Maam. How do you know?”
“I knew it. I can see it from your face”

Buset dah.
“How is that?”
“I have two Balinese friends..”
“Oh really, they are in Perth now?”
“No, no. They are in Bali”
“Oh, did you visit them?”
“Yeah, i went to Bali, long long time ago”
“When was that?”
“I dont know, maybe, 20 or 25 years ago”

Buset dah. Udah tua bener nih.
“That was a long time..”
“Yeah, and your name must be Made!”
“Oh no Maam. I am not Made”
“But every Balinese name is Made..”
“Well, some of us. But not all”
“My friend’s names are Made”
“Really? Probably they are Made”
“Yes, the first one is Made Putu, and the other one is Made Wayan”

Saya cuman nyengir. Berarti nama saya, Made Ketut…..

#baladatrafficwarden

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