Between You and My Parents

Chapter 6 Mocking (Mockingly)

"Ibuuuuuuuu..... Where is my mother?".

"Where's mom Roy?." Book is number one in the only man in my house he never left a book.

"Mother in the kitchen, brother, I think there is good news".

"Yes". I ran to the kitchen and saw my mother cooking. I hugged my mother from behind.

"eeehhh. What is it ! Tumben hugs mom like this." Mom turned around and saw my happy face.

"I graduated buk.. next month I'm going to graduation".

"Alhamdulillah"

"Where's mom?".

"Being up, son."

"Yes, I'll give this news to you". Pinched my mother's cheeks when happy is my hobby. I ran into my room to prepare for my graduation next month.

"Sister.... I'm not sick anymore, dong! Brother will not cry anymore of course !" Ani made me smile with her words. Because it reminds me of the time I struggled to finish college.

"Yes, you don't know how to be a student. At first we were happy but at the last moment.yaaaa as you see. Linger too.

"Then I won't go to college, brother. I'll just go to work."

"As far as you are... But sisaranin for you to go to college because you must have a unique experience. College was fun, only the last test was tough".

"Ah I don't want to brother. I'll just do the job".

"It's up to you. Now you're out."

Ani came out of my room and I started opening the laptop. Organize the files and files that I will later make a scriptbook and then I collect the TU room.

After I finished everything I needed, I then rested for a moment.

Roy, Ani and Safia, came into my room and they slept beside me who was resting. They borrowed my leptop to watch a horror movie. I woke up

Because of safia's terrified scream of seeing a ghost on my laptop.

"You guys watch outside. Brother is sleepy !!!".

"Ah.. later scolded the same mother. My brother is sleeping."

I fell asleep again letting them watch beside me. I couldn't sleep because of Ani and Safia's commotion which made Roy laugh out loud.

"Hemmmm.. safia, grab a handphone brother dong dear."

"This is sister !! Safia gave me my handphone that I put on the study table earlier.

I saw a lot of messages.

"Assynogaic"

"Darling you're busy?" We meet yuuk !!?".

"What's so bad about bls?"

The new number coming in makes me curious.

"This is who.--- the feeling I don't have a boyfriend deh". Then I tried to reply to that message.

"Waalaikummussalam... ni who ?".

"You forgot the hell, baby?".

"No remembering". I've been jutek ever since I was left married by Hadi's sister.

"Hmmm. who met you fit the post when you were working on the field".

I finally remembered, if I ever received someone who always chased me when I saw my profile photo. I never wanted to return the message, until I was let down. I remember who he is. Because I forgot.

"Ohhhh. Have we ever been?".

"Yes, you forgot yes. You were the one who accepted me when I expressed my feelings in front of you."

"Oh, have we met too?".

"Hmmm. You forgot me".

"Hahahahaha.- I let off a laugh while reading the message that I thought was funny. He was disappointed that I forgot him.

"What a skillet". My three sisters looked at me with strange eyes.

"Ah.. y'all watch. Big brother's book big brother."

"Ohhhhhhh.". They're watching again.

"Now I remember who you are, the person who met me on the side of the road outside the post. Harris?".

I replied to her message when I remembered her.

Haris has repeatedly pursued my love, and has always wanted to meet. But I can't because I'm lazy to meet. At that time he had asked me to do fieldwork where and I told him, until finally at the post (where I lived while completing campus tasks for 3 months).

Haris came to the post, he called me and then met him out of pity.

"You out? Yeah, I'm out, wait there".

I went out to see him, and then I saw him from toe to head. I'm not interested in him, I shook his hand when I met.

"This guy doesn't have his tidy, he's wearing shorts, he's got a lot of tompel legs. Nails never cleaned, black face".

In my heart I am so ilfil. Not mocking, I am not as beautiful as a soap opera artist. It is only cleanliness that I put first in me.

"Are you disappointed to see me?".

"Ah. Nope."

"really?. Then you don't want to be my girlfriend?".

"Ahahaha..-yeah!!!! We're just friends, aren't we?".

"Then I'm going to ask you to be my girlfriend. I'm not going home if you haven't accepted me".

"Aduuhhhh this guy is nothing at all. I know it's a highway again." When I was struggling with my heart and mind. He held both my hands.

Looking at his hand, I couldn't bear to laugh. I'm ashamed to see it that way too. And I finally agreed because I had to.

"Yes yes. But please stand up. And home. Next time we meet and discuss everything." My words made him wake up and start his bike.

"I love you and will wait for you until your task is done". He put his bike on and I started laughing like crazy while re-entering the post.

That's the story I got to meet Haris.

"Do you have time ?". I'll take you Holliday to sweet orange water. Tourism in East Lombok.

"Hmmmm, I'll just go this time!!! Consider it a friend. Someone is asking for replying. Treating the headache of thinking about college tasks yesterday.".

"Yes already..-but wait for me to hand over the description first. We can leave tomorrow."

"OKs.

I finally got back the message. Because azan magrib has been proclaimed. I also prayed magrib, and read the Koran to wait for the Isha prayer. I rarely have dinner with my family.

I've hardly ever been since I've been preoccupied by my supervising lecturers. Finished the prayer is I immediately rest hugging the pillow bolster that feels soft.

Pagj had arrived, the sun rising from the east was greeted with a melodious bird tone. And the crowing chicken woke me up from my bed. I stretched my body. I went to the bathroom to clean my body.

When I finished I went to the campus after asking permission from my parents.

I finished everything so that I could rest even longer without having to go back and forth from campus.

"Today is Sunday. I promised to go on holiday with Haris. But he hasn't nelphon."

I put my phone down and wanted to go out. But my phone rings.

"Who is it !! Eeh Haris". I lifted it

"I'm under your house. Let's get out."

"Haaah really?".

"Yes".

"Wait a minute 5 minutes I'm down. I'm getting ready first".

I turn off the phone and get ready after my permission. I went out to see him... Haris is my village neighbor. So it didn't take long to get to my house.

"Come". I took her as soon as I could so that my sisters and mother wouldn't see her. I'm ashamed until they find out. Because I never wear anyone who is close to me.

I went up and put a barrier in the middle by putting my bag. The motor is moving very fast.

"We went to my friend's house first, right? We're not going both. Many of my friends will be

"Yes".

Thank goodness it was just the two of them.

Arriving at his friend's house I was welcome to enter. I sat on the mat, near the window, next to Haril

"Well, brow, is this a loe chick? a burly man who had just arrived immediately noticed me.

"Dinda knows this is toni. And the one sitting just holding the handphone is the host's name is Son."

"Minda."

My son doesn't want to see me, let alone just look at me.

"iih his name is good, only his face is black, pretentious again, ogah bangat deh know men like that." Lirihku did

"The son just returned from Kalimantan dear".

"Oh".

Don't be pnggil-paggil love." My son may be surprised at my words like that. Who finally made a sound, but did not see me.

"Hahaha... said it's a girlfriend but why not call it baby?".

"Because I ilfil mending call that name or adek". Before Haris answers, I answer first.

"Yes yeah". Haris was a little embarrassed by his friends who kept laughing at him.

"Hello brow's. Assalamualaikum ". A young man with a sawo mateng face came and sat near the son.

"You've been a long time."

I was served a cup of tea by his mother son who had glanced at me.

"Not all men, nothing is handsome anymore." I began to be quiet and constantly nagging because there are no girl friends at least one person.

I don't drink the tea that the host has served. Because annoyed until 10 am has not been happy.

In the heart of a mother of a son grumbled in her heart "it was so arrogant that the girl, did not want to drink my made tea."

So for friends readers if you visit people's homes and hosts serve dishes you must taste them even a little to respect the host. "Heheya".

At 10 25 minutes we left, I was taken to the Sweet Orange Waterfall. The view is incredible.

"I'm tired".

"I'm a carry ?".

"ihh. Nope".

Secretly the son watched me from behind. I took my shoes and walked barefoot to make my son feel sorry. The one who should be pitying is Haris. This is even upside down. The one who I was sneering at in my heart the other night he helped me.

"Dinda.nih just wear my sandals."

Coincidentally the son uses sendel connect.

"But what are you wearing?".

"Just use it. Don't think about me". He's still a bitch

"Thank you".

Haris instead left me the road with 3 friends, while I was the same son behind.

I'm a little disappointed, say it's a girlfriend but instead leave her boyfriend.

"Honey. I'm sorry I thought you were near me." Haris came back to see me and my son.

I was silent without a word. The scenery with the wilderness made me afraid because I was the only woman from 5 men with me.

"Brow cooked his girlfriend's left behind."

"Ah, you are the one taking care of me".

"I'm a bodyguard".

The son walked in front of me leaving me with Haris. I just kept quiet by looking at the view of the road leading to a very beautiful waterfall, the cold that enveloped my body made me unable to bear and wanted to return before I reached my destination.

"Darling ayok dong. Road accelerated".

"Go ahead, we'll meet there".

"But I don't feel good about you."

"Just be sure. There you go first".

Haris went after his friends and left me alone. I want to cry only my eyes are glazed.

I walked deeper, but I saw nothing more because the cloud-like dew covered the valley.

"Minda". The appearance of a man in a red jacket makes me surprised instead of playing.

I shed tears.

"You !!! Why are you here, why not join your friends?".

The son did not answer, but took off his jacket and put it on me.

"Let's go. A little more we're coming".

Of course I felt different around him, a cute son, cold to women. But behind that he was so attentive to me.

"Thank you". Arriving there I saw Haris and the others so happy, me and the son just fell silent.

"Put, mending you're dating Dinda, rather than the Hariiis, instead of her boyfriend."

Toni was outspoken without thinking about my feelings.

"Don't fuck you guys". Haris smiled at me, but I turned to the rocks there.

"Oh, I guess you don't know me, you know that dating is haram. So I want to find a wife not a boyfriend."

I smiled hearing his words. But on the other hand I was embarrassed because dating Haris a man who had no pity.

We capture our moments together through the handphon of Toni and Haris.

"When I went on vacation, I never wanted to meet Haris. We only tell each other through social networks.