ABHIMANYU WORLD

ABHIMANYU WORLD
Chapter IV: Leonardo Di Caprio in the Mirror



I squirm lazily. This Saturday is the best time to sleep and do nothing. I thought, we're like bank employees. Saturday is also a holiday. Usually on this Saturday, used for swish or something like that. But what power, my laundry is already in the basket. Must be washed immediately. I hope it doesn't rain today.


“Brought to laundry only!” said Doni while chewing the remaining fried cassava overnight.


“You are delicious. If I wash to laundry, I won't eat a week.”


So my schedule on the holidays is clear. Washing, ironing and folding clothes. For washing, the schedule should also not clash with others. Because the bucket in this house is limited. So I have to replace. The law of the jungle applies in this contract. Who's fast he got. Therefore, early in the morning should move immediately. If others wake up, they can wash it off.


Inem style sexy waitress I've booked a place in front of the bathroom. All the equipment I've prepared. Buckets, brushes, water hoses and of course laundry soap. To be more valid, I wrote on a piece of cardboard and I wrote ‘BOOKED’ and I put it on a bucket.


“I yesterday got a phone number Monik youho!” said Doni who suddenly appeared when I rubbed.


“You anyhow?”


“No! ”


“Kok can?”


“I told his stall mother to nanyain.”


“Keep the warungnya want?”


“Iya. Her mother knows me well. I eat there almost every day.”


I shake my head. Indeed, Doni is a bit creative when it comes to this kind of business.


The Monik phone number is not the first. There are several phone numbers of girls he likes stored on his phone. But it all ended tragically. If not rejected, leave. But it's not Doni just give up. He is worthy of being called the Warrior of Love.


Unlike Andre who already has a look and look capital. Once blinked, women have been made klepek-klepek. Actually we often remind Andre not to be too flirtatious with women. I see, women feel more refined than men.


The weakness of women is praise. Andre praised women everywhere. He said it was sweet and soft. Who is not interested in making it? Trapping a woman for him is as easy as turning the palm of the hand. For us, being close to a girl is the most beautiful gift we have ever had.


“Have chatted yet same Monik?” my many.


“Diread just a message, but not reciprocated. What is koran?” he grunts disappointed.


“Again busy times..”


“Yes least replied!”


“Emang what did you say to him?”


“Ya standard only! Ngajak... "


“Sabar. Ntar also dibales.”


Doni seemed dissatisfied with my answer. He went straight into his room. I continued to rub the collar. Before long, the second person started to appear. Andre who had just woken up looked surprised to see me.


“Yaah ... first with Abi,” he said disappointed.


“Please wait a minute! Half an hour I'm done.”


“My problem is that at 10 there is a promise with Vita.”


“Vita? Where else are you from?”


“Aah! You're like you don't know me”


Andre started to smile. My mind started to drift everywhere. If he smiled like that, there must be something he was hiding. Perhaps this Vita is one of the victims of his genius.


While me?


Don't be flirtatious. Seeing a girl linger is already embarrassed. I feel like I'm less handsome, not slang and shy than amazing. When I was a kid, my mom always praised me. While combing my hair, he was unceasingly flattering.


“You're a handsome boy. Later you grow up, there must be many girls who like you,”, said the mother at that time.


I still remember that word today, and I hope it will be proven soon.


“Times anyway Mak?”


I half couldn't believe my mother's flattery. But if I compare it to some of my friends, my skin looks cleaner. Not because it is basically white, but indeed because it rarely plays outside.


Ah Me!


But really, my mom was very proud of me. He never stopped telling my greatness to the other neighbors. Achievements that are not much in school are also used as chat materials. In my mother's eyes, I was the greatest man of his life.


I miss you, Mommy. You’re still the best woman in my life.


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“Udah finished washing it?” Andre Tease.


Apparently he was faithfully waiting for me while reading his favorite Detective Conan comic.


“Leave a rinse..”


“Bi.”


“Iya Ndre..”


“You ndak cape to singles?”


“Custom anyway. Why why?” I asked back.


“Nothing. Will you come with me sometime? Ntar I know my friends, let your insights be a little more open. His figure is only Lusi doang! If you don't have clothes, you wear clothes in my closet. Just choose. It seems different once in a while. Her hair is pomade-tied, let it drizzle. I'm sure you're actually handsome. It's just less well-preserved hahaha... "


Asem! I said less well-groomed again!


“You right? I'll polish a little, there'll be a lot of girls interested in you. Believe me!” Andre repeated the question.


It seems that the words of my mother are beginning to prove.


“Emang I want to know who?” my many.


“Lha what's your type to? I have a lot of stock. ”


The stock? What is a basic thought?


“It's just fine...”


“That's good it means wide. Try something more specific. Pinter naji, there is! Patient, there is! The diligent, there is! The one like Lusi also exists!”


“Things like Lusi can also."


“If something like Lusi is a banyaaak! Let alone one like Lucia! Her lips are Angelina Jolie. Wis to, don't worry!”


I'm speechless. Really, which guy doesn't want to have a girlfriend? Who doesn't want anyone to notice? Remembering to eat or not? Who can be invited to watch or just eat pecel together.


I myself do not dare to set grandiose targets. Reflecting on my own condition. I want to focus more on my college. After that I also want to make my family happy. Not wrong with?


I believe more in popular quotes that are often heard until now.


A man in God's hands.


If I talk ‘mate in the hands of Lord’, it must be laughed at by Andre. He said, a soul mate in the hands of God only until the age of 30 years. Over 30 years, God hands off!


Fortunately I was twenty years old. Enough ten years for a marriage.


Besides, various thoughts started haunting me. If I have a boyfriend, where do you plan to date? The money sent by the father is only enough to pay for the contract and eat everyday. Can watching Twenty One pay for leaves? Is there anyone at home if every day in pecel eating? Actually want to find additional income like some of my other friends. They hunt clothes up to Tanah Abang or Bandung, then sold again. Fortunately good. Can be made to buy pulses and drink coffee. But college assignments are always stacked. Later even my college is tight. Confused!


“Later night yo! Just calm down. Don't think macem. Later if I need anything I can help. I don't want my friend to be jodi,” Andre said again.


“Jodi? What the hell is jodi?”


“Jomblo eternal!”


Naudzubillah!


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