A Match For Brother

Between Mate and Chat

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The king sat without many words, listening to the afternoon lecture of the Papa who came suddenly while he was still in his room that day. After several times dodging, then the middle-aged man can meet his son who is difficult to talk to.

"Papa makes me lazy to meet, because the edges must discuss it." King grumbling.

"Papa would not continue to discuss this if you would just obey. Just once you heard what Papa said." Harlan replied.

"But papa's idea is ridiculous. It's modern times, you still want my soul mates?" finally, what he was suffering from came out of his mouth.

"It's not about the times or the ideas, but it's about the promises that have to be kept" Harlan said.

"Partially, make promises carelessly, where does the promise make complicated too? yeah, I'm the one who has to make that promise?"

"At least you meet the guy. There's no compulsion for us to keep up, but who knows if you're a good fit?" Harlan.

"Don't you? why don't you know who found him, who knows papa is suitable? continue to marry again deh, uh .. marriage means." The king chuckled, imagining the Papa who remarried after ten years of youth after the death of his late mother.

"About you! Papa is no longer interested in having a wife. Do you want a stepmother younger than you?"

"Well, is it the season? good too, will make Papa young again. Papa's back again to abege?" King laughs.

"Ck! it's not time for Papa to think about that kind of thing, it's time for you."

"Hurry up, where are you going?"

"Not in a hurry, but it's time. You're old enough, aren't you?"

"Well, speaking of age?"

"Yes, a man your age should be married. Papa's friends even have grandchildren, only Papa is still like this." complained Harlan.

"Well, .. did he start moaning?"

"Hardi has two children, right?" the man turned to his son-in-law who had just walked into the room.

"He is different!" cibir King.

"What?" Hardi came over.

"Somewhat." The king shook his head.

"Anyway, I don't want to be in a mate, yes suddenly have to live with people we don't know? sure it won't fit." The king remained in his position.

"Not tried to say it won't fit?" Hardi.

"Well, yeah. Don't know, haven't met, know at a soul mate?" hatch King.

"Yes, meet first. Who knows what fits?" hardi.

"Related."

"Relatedly? not gonna mrs?"

"Well, ... what's that too?"

"Ance upon a time meet him, after that Papa will not force again, especially if you already have your own choice. It's better." said Harlan.

The king was silent for a moment.

"The devil has Om, but he has no movement." Hardi interrupted.

"Oh yeah?"

"What the hell are you?" The king with his face reddened.

"There's om, but still shy cat." Hardi chuckles.

"Pick between the two, meet your friend Papa's son, or you find yourself. But if until the end of this month is still so-so, Papa who will let you meet him. And you'll be set up."

"Well? does the rice box package event last until the end of the month? it's about a soul mate, Pa!"

"Yes it is."

"Dumb nyari like chasing deposit? can angkot speed?" King grumbling.

"Can you if you want."

"Can't dong? this open deadline is also what must be rushed in finishin. It's a matter of soul mate, which will accompany us for life. Can time be like that?"

"For so long you talk like bang Arya deh?" Hardi interrupted again.

"Well, he's still relaxed when he's that old?"

"Not relaxing pea, but over time think. The ends are stocked, so no one wants."

"He thinks his sisters know?"

"His siblings are already on big, why think?"

"Gue sayin' Alena, ma*pus you!"

"What?"

"What does his brother do?"

"It's nothing, it's a fact."

"Tetep aja you ngatan lu kayak that?"

"As far as you."

"So what's the point?" Harlan interrupted the conversation of the two friends.

"There is no point, Pah."

"Just Papa doesn't want to know, you find your own candidate, and at the end of the month you will find Papa with him, or we will meet Papa's friend's son whom we have promised for a long time." Harlan.

"Don't you? kayak chasing deadline?"

"Whatever, you want to say what it looks like, the important thing is to quickly get a mate." Harlan got up, then walked out of the place.

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"You think I should shoot Vania right now?" The king spoke after thinking for some time.

"It's up to you." Hardi focused on the image in front of him.

"What if he refuses?"

"It's okay, what's important is that you try. If he refuses, find another."

"Gue fear ...

"Huh?" Hardi.

"Fear I'm the only one who likes him." continued the King.

"Emang all this time he didn't seem to like Lu huh?"

"Yes .. not really. He was always kind and responded that I would deletin again. Chat we also connect ...

"Yes, just keep going."

"But what if he doesn't really feel like me?"

"So, haven't you been working first? don't you usually think this? you used to play hajar if you like girls?"

"It used to be different."

"What? your guts? used to be big, and now that's it?"

King silent.

"Aren't you so good?"

"So you think I should shoot Vania right now?"

"Well, when? want to wait for him on someone else's back?"

"Gue's not sure." King murmuring.

"Yes, mending you follow your bokap aja find his daughter, continue to be fooled deh deh didohin."

"What? ogah I mah, is this the age of Baheula?" he shuddered.

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Arya finished her work that afternoon, with no intention of taking on additional work as usual. Now he can relax a little because his obligations have begun to decrease, and his responsibilities have become a little light.

Of course, since his last little sister was about to let go of his bachelor, making his burden decrease a lot. He no longer had to think about how to get extra money for the education costs of his sisters. Or speed up his work so that he gets money faster when faced with bills that come unexpectedly. And he also no longer has to think about the cost of the wedding, because it was already spent a few weeks before today, for the last time.

Everything is over, the responsibility is almost finished he fulfilled as he promised the mother.

Someone knocked on the door from the outside, making Arya wake up from her daydream.

"Sore Sir?" a young woman who was on duty in front of his room came in.

"Yes?"

"Mr still got a job?" ask the woman.

"No. I'm done." replied Arya.

"Oh, .. I think it's still there."

"Why?"

"No Sir. I'm just asking. Usually you still work late at night." explained the woman.

"No. I have not accepted any new job. We're still doing the old job. We finish first, and then we accept the others. What we're dealing with now is also still good."

"So, no overtime?" ask the woman again.

"For a while no. You can go home." said Arya.

"Well sir, then I'm saying goodbye?"

"Good."

The woman almost closed the door when Arya called back.

"Cindy?"

"Yes sir?"

"Did working with me make you lose your personal life?" ask Arya, suddenly.

The woman was stunned, not usually his boss asked things outside of work.

"Are we too busy that you, as well as the other employees, lose a lot of free time?" he realized how long he had sacrificed so many things. Maybe including employees who often work late to pursue deadlines to be completed faster. The office of architectural design where he works is known to uphold high professionalism so that many relationships entrust their work to them to be handled, and Arya is the spearhead of it all.

"I think it's normal sir. There are times when we are so busy that we do not have free time, but there are also times when we relax. And it's worth the wages we get." Cindy said, and indeed she spoke as the facts showed. The office where he works provides reciprocity in accordance with what they do.

Arya nodded her head.

"If there's nothing else you want to talk about, I say goodbye." Cindy ended the conversation.

"Oh, .. is good. Thanks Cindy."

"Oh yes sir, for our company's anniversary next week, as well as the opening of a new office, so we all move."

"Oh yeah? Who will move? what's our team included?" arya.

"Yes sir. Our team's moving there."

"Good." the man nodded again.

"I'm saying yes sir." Cindy left Arya's room after believing everything was done.

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Vania greeted the King with a sweet smile, she was cleaning the table after the last customer left that afternoon.

"Today's rame?" ask the king when their distance is near.

"Lumayan, just deserted from the moment it opened this afternoon" replied Vania.

"Thank God, ..."

"Wouldn't you eat?" the girl offered.

"Baked bread is good?" answer King.

"OK, drink?"

"Copies of milk."

"Milk coffee? tumbens?"

"Yes, I want something sweet" the man smiled.

"Look at me, brother, am I sweet?"

King's stunned.

"Joking with, later on, diabetes." Vania chuckles. "Sit down first, sister, I make the order" he said, then entered the stall with a dirty container on the tray.

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"This is my brother, the toast. Special to the King." Vania placed the plate with a toast in front of the King.

"Special?" the man tilted his head.

"Yes. Special because I make, usually Mimi or Jana who make." the girl laughed.

"Oh, .. kirain?" King murmuring.

"What?"

"Ng .. no."

"You still have work?" ask the King later.

"No, this hour is usually quiet." Vania looks at the clock on the King's wrist.

"Yes, ... sit here." the man patted the empty chair beside him.

"Well?"

"Temenin I eat, we talk."

"Oh, .." then Vania took the seat. "What are you talking about?" ask her later.

The king did not reply, he just stared at the girl in front of him as he chewed his food.

"Diam's out?" vania gumam.

"M ... You ... again deket same people?"

"Hum?" the girl frowned.

"Whose deket is that?" The king hesitates.

"Oh, yes."

"Huh?"

"Now again, dear King" replied Vania, making the man nearby swallow food quickly.

"We're now again deketan gini, sit together, talk again." he continued.

"Hm ..." King throbbing.

"I mean, ... Do you have a relationship with someone?"

"Oh, .. no." Vania shook her head. "I'm free, so I can freely chat with my sister. Uh, not just the same king, the other one too." he laughed.

"You ... Can you not call me brother?"

"Why indeed?"

"I feel like talking to the kids again." King grumbling.

"Dih, ... Strange sister? king's brother is older than me, when I call him by name?"

"Yes what cake?"

"No. I'm used to it, and it's good to call it that too."

The man choked again.

"So, really no one will be angry if we often deketan?"

"No."

"If I come here often, may I?"

"Well, can time? especially if the King's brother brought his friend."

"Yemen? make what?"

"Yes for snacks, who knows they match the food here, continue to be my subscription. it's cool, my income will be added." Vania laughed until her face turned up.

"Dih, .. duitan eyes." King sneered.

"Important money know brother? I'm going to have a lot of installments, a few months' worth of new car crisps. The motor must also be serviced to pay taxes as well. Money all over."

"Makanya wedlock, let your life there is a nanggung." said the King, suddenly.

"Yeee .. Is it that easy?"

"Extra, ...

"Yes, if there's a soul mate."

"If there is, would there be?" The king began to dare.

Vania fell silent.

"M. .. I haven't thought in that direction." the girl replied. "What my brother thought about that, huh?"

"Ng .. not really." The king laughed to cover his nervousness. "It's just .. Just think that parents have already discussed it."

"Sister parents like to talk about it?"

"Sometimes, ... even want to be in the soul mate of all because it's so old is still single." he chuckles.

"Ish, ... kayak what era to use a match-match?"

"really right? when we want to be in a mate, is it not funny if we live with people we do not know at all? what if it doesn't fit?"

"Yes, sometimes parents like to be weird, play match-making, just because we haven't found the right person."

Then they fell silent.

"Our conversation is pretty serious huh?" The king then chuckled.

"Hmm .. good."

"I remember the first time I knew you juteknya for mercy. Especially if Alena's running away."

"That's, .. I'm just a spit."

"Missure?" The king tilted his head.

"Yes, .. if you meet your brother directly inget kak Hardi cruel same Alena."

"What connection?"

"Nothing. I'm just kesel, thinking you're the same."

"But not you."

"Yes, now I know."

"Now still spilling?"

"Udah no. If Kesel doesn't want me to talk to brother like gini."

"That means you like dong just like me?"

Vania fell silent.

The king smiled widely.

"Sister's question is full of traps." the girl muttered.

"meaning?"

"No idea, ....

"Yes that feeling there are two, if you don't hate, like you are the same sprained me, you must like." the man who moves his eyebrows up and down.

"Ng .. like it anyway, .. but ...

"That's enough." The king cut his words.

"But I ...

"Udah shht!! don't bother, eat first!" he silenced the girl's mouth with his index finger, then went back to devouring the cold toast.

"Well, is he talking to himself?"

The king did not hear, he just chewed his food with a carefree heart.

And someone in the far distance disengaged his intention to enter the area because of the interaction of the two people.

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