Bad Boy Agents

Nostalgic

“Lo apain si Aya?” mira asked when she saw a tear drop on her daughter's cheek. Although it is Gayatri seka, the rest is still clearly visible.

“Ngg-no, I'm not anything. I was just giving Aya the spirit and motivation to let her spirit. Noh he ampe terjaru, mewek deh. Yes Yes?” Zaidan until the wave in a razor sharp face by Mira.

“Truly Aya?” Mira did not believe.

Gayatri just nodded. “Tuh right!” exclaim Zaidan felt defended by his best friend.

“That's it, isn't it! My child's motivation to use what is sampe mewek? Flip lo sono, in cariin mom lo!” with a broom in her hand, Mira pointed towards Zaidan's house.

“Ah well, my mother will still be in arab Nyak.” Zaidan replied with annoyance.

“That's it, same chick babeh lo,” Mira still don't want to lose.

“Then he mah. My mom works, she's morotin through babeh. Hah, fuck you!” grunted Zaidan in annoyance.

“Makanya, lo cepet gede, nyari money itself let my mother lo cepet back. Udeh sono, go back. Change the uniform, if the laper you come here!” Mira is fierce but attentive.

“Iyaa, thanks Nyak. Turn around first. Yuk Aya!” pamit Zaidan riding his motorcycle.

“Gaya lo pake pamit all, tibang home five steps doang,” timpal Mira that makes Zaidan chuckle.

The teenager only honked his horn before then passed away to his house.

“Lo enter! Change clothes and keep eating. I made a bakwan,” Mira told her daughter.

The girl did not answer, just went to her house.

“Si Zaidan say what the hell is until you mewek? Though I like to talk, but now I even see you mewek again. When did you start?” muttered Mira while looking at the direction of the passage of Gayatri. He was still very worried about his daughter who seemed like her mental condition had not completely recovered.

Inside his room, Gayatri put his helmet and bag on the study table. While sitting on the edge of the bed, he took off one by one his shoes and socks. His body that feels weak try he lay on the Mattress. Comfortable, his spine feels straight.

His mind recalled the incident back in the canteen. He saw Shaka being held captive by Indah and the man did not protest. But why does his heart feel disturbed?

“Lo thinks what the hell Aya is, Shaka is like that. Bad boy, playboy, likes to spread the same charm all girls, all girls in make ngarep. Well, basically he likes to play games, why are you suddenly uncomfortable?” Gayatri asked herself.

There was a sense of obstruction when remembering the look in Shaka's eyes when the man sat down together beautifully. A similar incident when Rasya used to be forced to sit with the girl because he lost a bet.

His eyes were the same, full of anxiety for Gayatri.

“Aya you start slacking... Rasya Sama Shaka is different, different! It's just a similar event. Aye right? Yes no, no?” Gayatri tapped her own head to shake the thought. He tilted his body and hugged the already-splattered bolster. The phone that was left behind lay there, near her long-stained finger from exhaustion.

Gayatri took the flat object. When I saw it, there were many calls from Barkah this morning. Maybe when the father delivered his sports clothes. Then there is one message from Shaka, “Lo all right?” that was the message Shaka wrote. Sent in a few hours ago, it must have been when Dion approached him.

“Ngapain you care so much about me? You do not have to interfere with my problems with Dion,” muttered Gayatri while looking at Shaka's profile photo. A biker with a full face helmet. His appearance was dashing according to the true figure of Shaka.

The tring!

Suddenly a message came in. Gayatri was immediately stunned and rose from her bed. He checked the incoming message immediately. “Tumben lo online?” shaka asked with a smile emot at the end of her sentence.

“My rights are,” reply Gayatri. There was an unusual rumble when he saw the incoming message from Shaka.

“Iyaa hak lo deh. By the way I laper, play to the place lo ya,”

Gayatri was immediately stunned, her fingers reflexed in reply. “Search elsewhere, where to eat is plenty.” The girl forbids. Shaka does not answer, making Gayatri restless herself waiting for Shaka's answer.

“Why is the bales so long? He's angry then?” Gayatri is thinking. Waiting for quite a while and Shaka really hasn't reciprocated. Already walking back and forth in his room while nibbling his nails nervously, but the message was just read.

“Ayaaa, eat first!!” again Mira's voice sounded. With Gayatri lazily putting down her phone, it seemed like the man was indeed angry.

“Gue just want to do it, why are you angry? Lo ngerjain me aja, I never get angry,” grumbled Gayatri on a flat object in his hand that felt like he wanted to bite.

“Do not grumble, eat first!!! Zaidan's business let me be the omelin!” Mira eavesdropping on the door of her daughter's room, which chimed in.

“Enyak doing anyway, nguping like him.” Gayatri was shocked herself.he was really being watched.

A message came back in and Gayatri immediately checked it. “Gue in front,” as soon as Shaka messages.

“Adduhhh...” Mira who was eavesdropping while leaning on the door was almost dropped.

“Yes Good, why the hell!” Gayatri was upset by herself.

“Yes not doing anything. My head is so dizzy that I shake my head. I can't be! This is the door I bought, why you are stingy?!” Mira reasoned.

“Ish!” Gayatri just screeched. He immediately left his mother who glared irritatedly.

“Jeez, dare to sniff you yes same me? Where to play go again. Why, is there Zaidan again? I circumcised twice just know the taste of the boy!” maki Mira's. Patience Zaidaann, get ready for circumcision twice.

Gayatri immediately ran out of his shop. He searches for Shaka's whereabouts, but none. “Where is the child?” Gayatri was still gasping for a quick run. He checked his phone again to contact Shaka.

Unexpectedly, it turns out that Shaka sent his PAP, being in front of a mini market. “Nih I'm already in front, you want what nitip, let me bring,” so the contents of the next sentence.

“Akh shit! I guess you already in front of the store, you know in front of the mini market,” grumbled Gayatri while wiping his sweaty face. Disappointed and ashamed of themselves.

“Who are you from?”

“Gosh!” Gayatri was stunned as Barkah's voice suddenly sounded beside her.

“But surprise... Waiting for your girlfriend huh?” search the man.

“Sok tau!” grunts Gayatri while passing away.

“Nah so well the behavior of his son Mira.” Protests that feel abandoned.

“Why my son? Load make lo?” Mira who heard the grunts of her husband immediately chimed in.

“Again! I mean his son Mira is beautiful, so!” Barkah immediately changed his face to a strange smile.

“Ck!” Mira just screeched, not chiming in again on her husband who walked over.

“Wooyy, nitip what wooyy!!! Long time ago think!” this time the voice note Shaka is playing Gayatri. The girl went back into her room.

“Do not want anything,” Gayatri reflex reply with a voice message.

“Nyet, is this really your voice? What a stretcher!!” shaka said with a smiling voice.

Gayatri just smiled hearing Shaka's big, round voice. Do not let this man know that Gayatri had suddenly run to greet him. It would be so embarrassing.

“Gue bawain this yes..” Shaka photographed some of the food he bought.

“So how does he know my favorite food?” Gayatri was confused herself. All the food Shaka took was his favorite. Though it is not difficult for Shaka because all the things about Gayatri are on his sister's agenda.

“There is less?” again Shaka sent a message.

“Gue not requested.” Gayatri replied with that sentence.

“I'm right to buyin anything and make anyone.” Shaka replied to her with a voice message.

“The right I make nerima or not the food you bring.” Gayatri responded with a voice message.

“Mie kremes pack saos and mayonnaise delicious times yes,” reply Shaka that makes Gayatri instantly speechless. How could this man even know eating it absurdly?

Gayatri chose not to retaliate. He turned to the photo of Rasya on his desk, “Why does he know everything?” Gayatri looked at the photo of Rasya in confusion. He knew exactly that the absurd way of eating was only done once by Gayatri and Rasya when they were camping in Bromo.

At that time they would cook Noodles, but because the air was so cold, their plunder would not light up. Finally Gayatri and Rasya eat only. They crush instant noodles and spice them up. Gayatri added mayonnaise and sauce to the noodles made by the cream. It was unexpected that Rasya wanted to eat it and the taste was quite good.

“It's our food memories in Bromo. If we come here again, we make noodles like this again, okay?” take Rasya with spirit.

“Okey,” Gayatri and Rasya link their pinkies to make a promise. The last promise that can never be fulfilled.

“Ayaaa!! There is temen lo noh dateng!” exclaim Barkah from outside Gayatri's room.

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