Boyfriend Lies

Meet Mommy

The gate was opened as wide as a motorbike, before entering the yard I took the time to offer. "Wouldn't you stop by?" Who knows, he intends to rest before continuing to Cisarua.

"Yes, lah. This month is no mama. Afraid of being fired as a potential ghost."

"Ck! What kind of ghost candidate, anyway?" my lips while squinting. The face was pale so, but the level of jokes Kak Bagas did not decrease in the slightest. I agreed to his desire to stop by.

The gate was opened twice as wide. We entered the grounds of the house and parked the motorbike side by side. There are no signs of Kak Aya motorbike. He was not home yet, but the day had begun to evening.

I stopped thinking about the whereabouts of my only brother because Kak Bagas' hand was already grasping my hand tightly. Still activating kangen-kangean mode until walking is mandatory hand in hand.

"Wait a minute, brother. Adek find Mami first," I said as soon as we entered the front room.

Brother Bagas according. Directly take a bit of land on the long sofa, then lean back quietly.

"What do you want to drink?" ask before entering the house deeper.

"His dedication, yes," he said.

Alright. Since he is not feeling well, it is good to prepare warm tea. While time excludes juice or cold drinks until Kak Bagas looks healthy and fit.

"Mami," I was excited to find the person Kak Bagas wanted to meet. It is fitting that he does not welcome the return of the youngest child. I was cooking for dinner.

"Lho, Ra? Kirain will be home at night" Mami said. Obviously, he was surprised to get me home in the afternoon.

"Because I was allowed to go home early because Bagas was sick." That is the fact. Intentions wanted to wait for the team to finish eating, but Kak Bagas forced his way home first. Good thing his condition is known to many people, so we don't need the hassles of making excuses.

"Bagas? Bagas to school?"

"Yes ...." I approached Mami, opening the door of one of the pantry cabinets to pick up a cup.

"You're here, aren't you?" mami asked again while watching the movement of my hand that was about to brew tea.

"No, it's in front. Look at Mami, he said." I move my head forward.

"Not even look at mami? When sick people look at healthy people?" cerocos Mami who was filled with worried shakes. He was seen turning off the stove, storing a knife, then rushed to Kak Bagas in the front room.

I who saw Mami's concern just shook my head in disbelief. Hah, it is basically a son-in-law candidate. A little sick news was found. The cooking show was left paused because of curiosity about the condition of his son's girlfriend. Of course I don't want to lose to Mami. Plugging the follow-up gas into the front room while carrying a cup of warm sweet tea for Ayang.

"Gas, did you say you were sick?" Mami's question was heard when I got near them.

"A little unwell, Mi—"

"So's a nosebleed, too" as she doesn't seem to want Mami to know.

"Lho, why don't you take a break? Body, right, give me a sign. You were told to lay it." My mom was really worried about him.

"Can't do it, Mi." Brother Bagas shook his head while grinning. "Bagas has to go after Dara so don't be angry anymore."

"God. That's so bad, Ra. You're mad at Bagas?"

Well, right, so I'm the one who got hit.

"Marahin, no, no. Just give me a lesson." No one defends, better to defend yourself.

"Thank you for a long time, Mi. Chat is never read. The phone never picks up. I want to tell you anything so hard. Finally, Bagas went to school."

Fuck up! So, is this why he wants to see Mami? Complaining has been treated badly by me. Really, yeah. Very clever looking for attention.

"Duh, Ra. Don't forget that dong kamu. Poor Bagas. I work tired, you don't understand."

Oh God. Even more defended.

"Mommy," my screams were about to protest everything. "It all started with him. Try if that time does not ask for a break."

"Well, you now!" Mami turned to look at Bagas. "Why ask for a break all? Pantesan mami never saw you play here again."

This time I can smile more. It is easy to turn things around to find justification.

Unfortunately, the one I wanted to drop was even chuckling. "Bagas time yesterday sok-okan, Mi. You can live without Dara. He knows it's even upset. Not strong away for long."

"Huh, you guys." Mami geleng. "That's very lebay."

"Not lebay, Mi. Bagas really dear," he argued.

"If it's really dear it's impossible to ask for a break."

"Well ...." I'm glad Mami spoke so.

"Promise, huh?" mami asked again and Bagas nodded with a smile. "Huh, that's. Will not finish the job if you continue to join you. Mommy cook first, yeah."

"Mummy cook it later, aja. Bagas is still missing."

"You miss Dara kali. Missing time Mami," replied Mami as she passed from the living room.

Despite Mami's attention, my hand continued to hit Kak Bagas' arm.

"It hurts, honey," he said slowly as he stroked the targeted arm.

"Happy! Tell me who's ngadu?" I'm not haunted by any guilt.

"So brother wanted aduin to kiss cheek."

Success gets a second blow. How dare he if he makes a complaint. Can be slit in public if Mami finds out.

"Joking, darling," he laughed while deflecting my punch. "here! Sit down, how, different chair? Don't stay away from it?"

"Oh, it's like glue. Nempel mulu." The mouth does speak so, but the heart moves the body to sit close to it. Be the one sitting on the same couch.

"Silver sister mami is not angry," he said slowly for fear of sounding back.

"Didn't tell us anything." I can't imagine telling you anywhere. Mama would misunderstand me.

"Hmm, thank you for keeping our relationship private."

I smile. "Thank you for coming to live again."

"Can't go." She shook her head. "Sister's life is lacking."

"Start lebay," I sneered as I gently patted the back of his hand.

"Seriously," he said steadily. "Darling?"

"Hm?" I looked at his face.

"The massage here can?" He led my hand to massage the forehead.

"It hurts, huh, his head?" Quickly I indicated to make a move. The gentle massage I started although our position was not very favorable.

If only we could move freely. Maybe I'll ask Bagas to lay his head on my lap. Baby, I didn't dare step in that direction. Afraid of a second release session and seeing Mami as well.

"How will I go home?" My worries were raised considering the distance he was going to travel was not close.

"Good moge, sure," he said with his eyes closed.

"Sorry, yes, if the massage is not good. It's not unusual for that." What power? My hands never move to massage someone.

"Enak, really. If it's a masseuse like it does, Dek."

"Abjectly," spray me while patting his arm. Still easy to joke, even though the head is already stretched.

Shortly after, both of his eyes opened. There is a red stain on the sclera of the eye. Increasingly worried because the reddish color was as if to be a sign that his head was in pain.

"Want to take medicine?" I'm not giving up. At least he should take pain medication.

Yet, still. He refused like that. "Usually when the nosebleed likes to be better. At least just a little dizzy," he explained that did not manage to make me comfortable.

"Okay, if that's what you're drinking first." A cup of warm tea I poured in front of him.

He said he didn't talk much and just drank. For a while Bagas dissolved in enjoying my warm tea. The silence between us instantly faded as it caught the sound of a fence someone was sliding over. My head looked through the window, watching Kak Aya open the door as wide as the car waiting for her.

"Take the car home, yes" I muttered to myself. As I recall, Aya went on a motorcycle. I didn't see the bike in the garage. Why is he getting home in the car now?

"Sister Aya? Same with her boyfriend, huh?" Kak Bagas' words seemed to draw my attention to the driver of the car. Eyes then widened once they find a person who is no longer a stranger.

"Marcel ...." My words are getting slower. Lucky because Bagas didn't hear it.

"His boyfriend?" repeat Brother Bagas. This time, I looked at me.

"Non-no," I replied a little clumsy.

"Certainly? Why is it so tense?"

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