About the Heart

The Fate of Football Fans

Kristy PoV

The full moon is spoiling the sky tonight. The stars are striving to be the brightest. The cool night air by the breeze that hit, was too precious to pass up.

"Who's phone, Kris? Until I had to get out of the house," Mama approached me who had just finished taking a phone call and deliberately sat on the porch.

"Cowok handsome dong, Ma," I replied with a cry.

I chose to sit in an empty chair next to the table . "Still small, don't date first. Make your dream a doctor come true" Mama advises.

"If Kristy's waiting to be a doctor, she can get married first, Ma," I always say.

"That means he's not your soul mate" said Mama.

"Emang is not my soul mate, Ma. The one who called Mas Dion," I explained with a whimper again.

"Basic, you, why are you calling?" Mama asked for an explanation.

"Mbak, again at Mas's apartment, Ma. He said that later he would be a bit maleman," I clearly imitated the words of Mas Dion.

Mom looked confused. "When does he come home? Not that this morning your mother said that she was still in Surabaya."

"It was just this afternoon, Ma," I explained.

"Yes ... already .. if so Mama to the back again, look at the peanut stew." said Mama while moving from her seat.

*****

"Well, anyway, back again?" asked Dion who saw Mas Rendra was back in front of us.

"Chuck my cousin-to-be, I'm afraid your fear of entanglement" said Mas Rendra as he sat between me and Dion.

"Tuh, put on your shirt!" mas Rendra's orders to Dion. "What else do you do, anyway, wear all undressing?"

"Go back to your apartment, there, there's no food. You're here to eat for free, right?" expel Dion.

Rendra then stood up. "You know, I'm out, but wear a t-shirt. Don't let me go back, you're still like this."

"That's Mas Rendra why, anyway, back and forth from earlier?" I asked after Mas Rendra disappeared from my sight.

"Take it, he," Dion answered lightly.

I gave Dion's t-shirt on the couch. "Clothes!"

"Our business is not finished yet" said Dion, refusing to wear his shirt.

"What business?" manya curious.

Dion grabbed my right hand and placed it on his sixpack stomach. I tried to pull my hand but Dion kept it. "Touch as you please, don't constantly imagine Nadeo's sixpack stomach!"

I want to pull my hand back from the touch on her stomach. "Me, not that big, time. Ohya .. how can you get an original jersey plus Nadeo's signature?"

Dion took off my finger grip and then grabbed onto my shoulder. "I forced him, she."

"Ih, really, you know. Don't joke, Di," I pinched that sixpack belly.

"You, you want to be seduced, me? Pinch-pinch, just told hold a shy snob," my nose back to be a victim of the pinch

"A real hobby, anyway, pinch my nose," I grumbled.

"So, you're doing a hell of a rattle, baby," I'm Dion.

I'm back whining. "Come, dong, story!"

"After you turn off the phone, I'll find out, anyway, about Nadeo. Coincidentally, he played at Gelora Bung Tomo Stadium, Surabaya, really fitting I was also there. I called my friend who happened to be the coach of his club. After a long period of negotiation, I was finally allowed to meet him at the hotel. Coincidentally, I'm a hotel like her team. Well I am very happy, my path is really facilitated. Rest assured me, make your bed, dear. I made him a big surprise, and you were really surprised, right?" obviously Dion was squeezing my waist and landing a soft kiss on my forehead.

I've completely melted away with Dion's whole attention. Self-blinding guilt filled the recesses of my heart, presenting a regret that greeted ceaselessly. I was so stupid I never realized how he had struggled all this time. I let out a fury at myself for being gambled and thought of duelling him with Mas Rud.

"Why daydream?" dion asked while looking at me gently.

I held his hand. "I'm sorry, I, wasted you all this time." I rub his right cheek gently and I place a kiss there. Dion looked at me with a sweet smile. I returned his gaze, there was a rush of blood that whipped up my sense of sensitivity.

"Astagfirullah .. You are so perverted, marriage quarry, deh!" again, Mas Rendra was standing in front of us.

My eyes and Dion's eyes, which had been hypnotized, asked each other why this cousin of the rese always came at the wrong time. Guaranteed, he will again misunderstand and issue all the arguments to lecture us.

"Who asked to date someone?" dion said relax.

"Cepet anterin home people's children!" mas Rendra's Order.

Dion was in a hurry to wear his shirt. "You, get ready, I'll get the car keys first."

"We go first, don't forget to clean up. I'm not going home, I'm ready to spend your future" Dion threatened.

"Said maid, perverted cousin. As if to ruin the future of people," Mas Rendra grumbled as he dropped himself on the sofa and immediately punched the television remote.

*****

Entering my yard, there was an unusual sight. Mama and Kristy roll out a mat in the front garden. A variety of drinks and drinks are available there.

"Didn't you put up a tent and make a bonfire?" my selorohku so get off the car.

"Good idea, tuh, Mas Dion put up the tent, dong!" kristy shouted as she saw Dion walking behind me.

Dion shook hands with Mama and kissed her hand. "You want to make a Friday night camp, not scared?"

"Seru kali, Mas, let alone the full moon 'gini," explained Kristy.

"Your job is done? I'm home" asked Mama.

Dion smiled and glanced at me. "There's a crapping, Ma, so Dion hurried home after work was done. Though Dion still want to walk in Surabaya."

I took the boiled beans on the plate. "Who 'kangen the same Mama's boy?"

Dion rattled the top of my head. "Ma, how good is Dion marrying this Mama's son, when, huh? Dion is so happy."

Mama smiled as she shook her head. While Kristy is busy with cheese cassava in her mouth and hands.

"Hurry to get married, aja, Mas! Let Mas Dion replace Mbak Rosa. Mas Dion's time continues to be oppressed," Kristy proposed.

"That's for sure, my dear sister," Dion said.

"You two don't conspire to kick me out of Mama's house" I said.

"Mom's happy to see you guys joking, you know, Mama's happy" Mama said.

I approached Mama and hugged her. "Sorry Rosa, yes, Ma. Rosa has made Mama cry, Rosa loves Mama."

"Yes, honey, I'm sorry Mama also because she often forces you to accept matchmaking with a man you don't love. Mama bless your relationship," said Mama, stroking my long hair.

"I still want to spoil Mama" I said still holding in Mama's arms.

"You want to tell Dion to wait for you how much longer? Didn't Rio and Tria just get married soon," Mama reminded.

I forgot the invitation from Tria and Rio. On Sunday they were getting married, but I had no preparations. Have not prepared a gift and also do not know who will be invited to attend the event.

"Later, we'll go there together, okay?" take Dion as if to hear my heart.

"Saturday, let's get a present first, yes," I suggested as I continued to chew my boiled beans.

"OK!" Dion agrees.

"So, when are you getting married? Let Kristy prepare a special gift" Kristy went back to snoring.

"Patience, just applied, too" my story.

No one knew of Dion's proposal to me. This is exactly what I wanted, private. Although to be honest, I do not like any proposal, it is better to immediately agree. Simple and does not invite many guests. But it seems like it will not be able to be realized, considering Mama wants to hold a festive party even though I refused it.

"really? Where's ring?" Kristy's starting to get excited.

"What ring? I was proposed to wear this," I said as I opened the box from Dion.

Kristy looked at the jersey carefully. "Uh .. so sweet! Dion's a real romantic, ideal ...."

Romantic from whose point of view? This is more aptly called weird ... unique .. yes ... that kind of thing! But honestly, I like it. A love struggle is not easy.

"Well, what, can you think of making a proposal to wear a Nadeo jersey, anyway?" search Kristy.

"Can dong, I even thought to rent "Gelora Bung Karno" for the wedding later," said Dion full of laughter.

"meaning? Later you will give me dowry the ball, guarantee the goal, keep the winner wearing the referee costume, so?"

my speech.

"Wah .. great idea, dear. Catette Kris!" Dion's serious.

"Ready, catet! Mas, let's get executed!" kristy said excitedly.

"Ogah .. ogah .. ogah ...," I strongly objected.