Because I'm Not That Happy
the neighbor is a thief of my heart (vienna)
since the presence of mas ibra my day became more colorful, I felt more beautiful than usual, I clearly remember that day, the day the new mas ibra moved and opened a small workshop across from my house,her sweet face and her soothing gaze make the night before my sleep so beautiful because it delights her.
I started getting acquainted and she mentioned her name, huh.. Her voice just made my heart beat, puhaan... why is this why it's like this ??!at the age of me who is almost three heads why I deg deg deg dega-an like ABG who just knew the first man.
ever since my introduction to her I have been going back and forth to the workshop, sometimes I was just a prank to get to her, I was also sometimes confused with myself, sometimes,just one day not seeing her my heart felt a longing that made all uncomfortable, and it seemed like she did not mind and was always open to accepting me, whether she was like me too .
today I just thought about cooking a lot and bringing some of my cooking to him so he would be happy,I don't know if I think I'm really out of my mind so aggressively seeking his attention.
"as I bring food, as your mother has eaten?".
"waduh sustenance nih, we happen to have not eaten ya ris,
"yes nih boss,rezeki son of Soleh indeed will not go where". said the worker named riski
"yes you have eaten first ris, let us change, some of it is not time to rest, then know there are people".
"okay boss".
"have you eaten win.? ".ask him to me.
"u-already mas, so ready to cook I immediately eat".I nervously answer the attention questions from her
"okay win, where's the sale today?".
I sell breakfast in front of my house, I just live alone with my father, because my mother has long died, while my father opened a daily shop on the side of a big road,in fact, father's income is more than enough to meet the needs of our lives , I just want to keep busy myself so as not to look like a child who is just sitting on my hands at my age who is no longer young so I sell breakfast in front of the house.
"you're diligent yes win, it's beautiful, okay again right ris??!".
uhuk uhuk.all of a sudden the person asked mas ibra coughed in between his meals.
"i-he's the boss, already beautiful, well, cunning again".he said nervously
seeing riski choking mas ibra laughing, I noticed her who was so handsome in my opinion, her lips, her nose.it felt like I wanted to touch and paint*pnya, without realizing I imagined being a lucky woman to get her, I thought,because since here mas ibra never once brought or discussed other women near me, does mas ibra also store flavor?? my bathin .
"hey win.wina hello.... ". she patted her applause in front of my eyes made me startled and subconsciously called her dear
"yes sweetheart".
he and Riski looked at each other and finally laughed again, but this time laughed at me,
"hahahahah ris, so that the vienna misses her man until we are called dear too".
"iya mas boss, when we're here, but his mind is somewhere and where ".
"ah whatsih is not clear, I want to go home first yes mas".
