Boyfriend Lies

BC 31 | Indekos Again

We exchanged video calls. Small talk as usual without daring to make an appointment to meet. Bagas Kapok promised something that in fact he could not keep many times.

The remaining Sunday night was four hours I had to spend contemplating, looking at the ceiling of the room with a sense of direction. I'm getting used to it, without him here or at school. Hah, LDR success seems to be. Bagas has made a distance of approximately one and a half months, the remaining one and a half months and we will gather as before.

The stillness of contemplating the relationship came to a halt as the door of the room was opened without permission. Brother Soraya came with a twinkle of happiness face. Lucky for him because my energy to beat him is gone. This time, I escaped him from disrespectful behavior because he had been in and out of the room at will.

"What's wrong?" The sooner he asks, the sooner he leaves.

"Tomorrow to come, won't you?"

"Where?" Still on my back, I watched him walk over, then sit beside the bed.

"Healing."

"Who, who?" ask me with a full view. I'm afraid this is one of Marcel's foul wits. He's, right, a little aggressive.

"Sister's friends."

"Who, who?" I'm more determined.

"The chick's car is Ayesha, Clairine, same sister."

"Oh, what about a guy's car?"

Now it was her turn to look at me in full search. "Why do you want to know about that?"

"Can't you?" In this situation I have to look more challenging, so that Kak Aya does not suspect.

"Yes, most of all Andreas, Anthony---"

"Marcel?" That's the only name I want to hear.

"Why did you ask him? Persimmons, huh?" He even thinks no-no.

"Where is," I said. "He's not the same level as Bagas."

"Revelation, don't be! Lick your own spit just figured it out!" Aya sounded out.

"Kok, Brother, by the way, is it? Isn't it the brother who likes Marcel?"

He's even quiet. "Have a word, don't talk about him!"

My eyes immediately narrowed. Something's wrong, here! Don't-don't Soraya already know about Marcel's true feelings.

"Sir ...." I changed positions until I sat close to him. My hand clasped Kak Aya's arm tightly. "You don't know, do you?" my guess.

He also nodded. "Juishly same sister. Speaking of you time in the car is code, right? Code if brother's judgment misses."

"Yes, that." Finally, Aya understood what I meant first. "When did you realize that your assessment missed?"

"Here's my face."

"What's my value?" My heart immediately hit me.

"My girl if it turns out there's another girl she likes."

"Oh, huh?" my screams with wide eyes. "He said who's the girl?"

"No. He didn't say. His initials are not known. Yeah, well, the point is the girl he likes isn't brother."

Huh, thank God, deh! Can be said that Marcel is honest as it is. Since the look on Kak Aya's face can not be conditioned, it's good I close the topic of conversation about Marcel.

"So, where are you going tomorrow?"

"Curug Lovely Cimahi."

"CIC?" I repeated the abbreviation of the location and Kak Aya nodded. CIC. Isn't access there able to pass Kak Bagas hospital?

"Where? You wanna join, don't you?" ask him again for certainty.

"Sister," called me who wanted to hear more details before answering the call. "Where will we go?"

"Cisarua. Wh why? Want to stop by Bagas boarding house?"

Aih, caught, huh. He remembered about the location of Kak Bagas' prakerin as it turned out.

"Become whiny, can't you?" Not wanting to make small talk about my intention to ask just now.

"Aren't you in service?"

"It is precisely because of Bagas Kak dariya that I want to stop by," I replied beaming.

"Oh, the story's gonna surprise you, is it?"

"Hm-s." My head nodded steadily.

"Yes, I can, anyway. Anter's brother will get there."

"Ah, thanks." I screamed in joy and gave Brother Soraya a hug.

"Nebeng again, dong."

"Huh? Why not take Bagas?" Brother Soraya brushed off my embrace which in fact made him tight.

"Pity, ah. The bike's just servicing, I don't want the moge to be sick anymore. Out a lot of money."

Sis Soraya clicked her tongue. "Moge your priority, yes, I guess."

"More precisely the priority of Kak Bagas. I just don't want his favorite bike to bother the owner anymore."

"okay, deh. Tomorrow we leave at seven in the morning. Inget, if you want nebeng must be self-conscious!" His ear is pointing at my face.

"Yes, yeah. Dara will be self-conscious. At seven o'clock in the morning will be up and ready to go anyway."

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The effect of keeping the promise, I who was ready at seven in the morning managed to reach Kak Bagas' index at exactly eight. There is no moge in the parking lot, meaning Kak Bagas has left for service. Afraid there were still insiders left, I first knocked on the main door. Not until five minutes, the figure of neighbor Kak Bagas also approached and opened me access to enter.

"Where, huh?"

He still remembers me apparently. "Yes, Brother Arman, right?" I was afraid of saying his name wrong.

"Well, remember I turned out. Come on in, Ra!" Brother Arman walked up to the guest sofa, invited me in and sat there.

"If it's not wrong, Bagas is sif morning." Chief Arman looked out the window. "No, the motor is not there. You're not told?"

"Dikasih knows, brother. Dara came without talking first," I was embarrassed. Afraid of being judged as a possessive boyfriend because it caught up with Kak Bagas here.

"Oh, come on for a surprise." He seems to understand. "Not much different from my boyfriend turned out," he murmured while nodding his head. "But you have Bagas' room key, right?"

I was shaking. Aye, yes. I don't have access to Bagas' room.

"Well, the door to his room must be locked." Brother Arman pointed at the door of Bagas' tightly closed room.

"Yes, sister, Dara doesn't have the keys to her room. If you ask for the key first, Dara will be found out again coming here." Confused already. What's the best way?

"Oh, yeah, it's. I'll help you!"

"Please what, brother?" many confusions.

"Please get into her room."

"Can you, brother? The key, right, is in Kak Bagas." Let's not say he wants to break into the door of his room again!

"Ah, you! A thousand reasons can be made to let the Bagas key come."

"But the reason don't bring Dara, yes, sister." I was scared first.

"Yes, relax. I also don't think very much, really. If, then, you wait here for a moment. I'll take Bagas to the hospital to get the keys."

Brother Arman immediately left, driving with his motor matic. He pierced through the morning sunlight following Brother Bagas. I hope I am worried waiting. Plead with full awareness to God, so that He will succeed Kak Bagas surprise event here. Only Brother Arman can I count on as the only intermediary.

Like a prayer that was greeted with joy, the figure of the key bearer came with a smile. My heart blows a million happy. Without explanation, I already know that Brother Arman successfully brought the key.

"Now!"

My guess at the look on his face is one hundred percent correct. A key potted photo of me and Kak Bagas extended it with full confidence.

"It's so hard to bully him" he sneered with a laugh.

"What reason do you use?" Of course I'm curious.

"Borrow a laptop charger."

"Huh? Seriously? That simple?" Didn't expect that the reason he made was too basic.

"Yes. He believes and loves me the key." Brother Arman to smile widely because of the success of bringing the things I want.

Regardless of the reason he made, I still have to give him a sincere thank you.

"False, yes, Brother. I'd like to help Dara."

"Either. Gih, rest in Bagas' room. You must be tired of long trips."

I nodded, saying thank you once more before finally walking closer to the door of Kak Bagas' room. The lie has entered the keyhole. My hand turned the tiny thing. That's enough pressure and I managed to open this entrance.

"Geez!" Spontaneity I screamed at the sight.

The shrill scream was enough to lure Brother Arman closer to the back of my body. "What's up, Ra?" the question must be confused.

I dare not answer. My movement is only limited to shifting the position of the body, so that he can see the scenery that makes my eyes wide open.

"WOW!" Chief Brother Arman shook his head. " Bagas would have died on the spot if he had known you were coming, Ra. Crazy one! Messing it over the cow shed."

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