Boyfriend Lies

Mang Ujang version Darling

There is no stopping breathing heavily, even though the body has reached the door of the house. Confused on the road. Where should I learn Photoshop or CorelDraw to make a pamphlet overnight? A class of YouTube who put a lot of tutorials was not successful in teaching me a few years ago. Masa, yes, I have to give up on Prayoga's challenge?

"Ah, stupid. I hope Brother Soraya can help."

My head shook, intending to expel the thoughts that could weaken the fighting spirit tonight. The activity of opening the stifled shoes I tried lakoni again. No need to panic, no need to worry, I have a brother and family who will definitely help work on it.

After steadying my struggling heart, my hand started to touch the doorknob and pushed it slowly. The living room is empty as usual, this evening Mami must be busy cooking for family dinner. Realizing that Kak Aya has not come home yet, I chose to wait for her in the room.

My steps are lunglai. There was no stopping bowing his head while passing through the middle space. The sound of woks and sutils clashing started to sound as I climbed the stairs. The heart continues to hope. Hopefully, Sis Soraya can go home quickly and not cover the house of her friends. Right on the last rung of the stairs, I heard a man.

"Don't bend over, if his face is crooked how?"

Spontaneous my head turned. Hurry to approach the railing, so that the view under the stairs is clearly visible.

"HUH!" Next to the hand, it smothered the mouth. Oh, my God, my God. It's really him, isn't it? I'm conscious, right?

The figure who was talking just now waved his hand. His smile seemed to be a sign that my vision was not wrong. The truth is there Bagas is here. Surprise by coming without discourse.

Intention to enter the room so changed direction. No longer interested in breaking down because there is something more important than that. The branches I ran, making Kak Bagas participate in arranging the position so stand on the last stairs. His hands stretched out preparing to welcome me into a warm embrace.

Buk up!

One jump and I immediately hugged her body tightly. The unexpected meeting seemed to be an injection of enthusiasm to stay up tonight.

"Why come here?" I asked while pulling my head away from his chest.

"Can't do it, huh?" he asked back while rubbing the back of my head.

"So, why didn't you say it first?" my clear.

"The name is also a surprise. Is it a fool who can make your sister surprised?"

Ah, the retaliation of that time turned out. He quietly came to surprise me. His instincts are perceptive. Just know I'm upset.

"Shock, right?" ask her while smiling widely. I nodded, increasingly tightening the hand that wrapped around his waist.

"Geez!" The sudden cry of Mami pulled our heads to look over. "Dude! Told to take the ketchup even a hug."

Brother Bagas who got the spray just chuckled. "So take it, Mi. Just look at Dara sad, so entertain first."

"Roved brother?" I was half in disbelief.

"Yes. Sister, wear an apron!" He moved off the crib to show a cloth wrapped in the same color as Mami.

I smile. Between admiration and anxiety. It also suits Bagas to wear a female apron. Increasing his level of excitement.

"Let's talk. So, Bagas want to help mami or nemenin Dara, huh?"

Well, you know, given two choices. Who did he choose to try?

Bagas looked at me and Mami in turn. It was as if he was confused about choosing two women in front of him. Before long, he chuckled while pulling my hand into his grasp. "If Bagas wants to nemenin Dara can, no, Mi?"

***

Be the one who is treated as a guest. After catching up with Mami to the kitchen to remove the apron, Kak Bagas again brought a tray containing orange juice and snack biscuits.

"Where's the rest?" god after standing face to face with me.

I fell silent, looking at him with my head. Already acting like a maid, here. Could too. Why didn't Bagas propose as Mami's maid just try? Must be accepted immediately.

"Where would Ujang keep his juice?" I threw temptation back.

"Well, what, Mang Ujang?" Do not accept and start renting.

"His style was like a maid mami a long time ago. Call miss everyone," my lips.

"Kan, let Ayang smile." He reasoned.

"Yes, put it on the TV table. I'm going to go to the room first." I've already decided.

"Why go to the room?" tanyakanya.

"Mandi same change clothes. Big Brother scented, adek smell of sweat?"

"Will not drink first?" He offered while shaking the tray.

Wanted to drink, but prestige. Bagas has come all the way here. Wear neat, clean, and fragrant clothes.

"Bath first, aja," I refused softly. "Shortly, really, it won't take long."

"Hm, yeah, no. Sister is waiting for her Adek while helping mami again, deh."

"Much crain. Can you cook?" A bit of an understatement, but he instead laughed cheerfully.

"can't. From then on, sister just helped me see," her deck.

***

The word for a moment I used in terms of bathing, right happened. It didn't take long, I've changed from a uniform to a casual dress. We sat in the living room, eating some snacks and drinks served Kak Bagas.

"Let's go get OSIS, huh?" The trap started our conversation this afternoon.

"Yes. There's a new concept, brother." He doesn't know about open houses, does he?

"Make the stage art?" tanyanya and I nodded. "What new concept?"

"Oh, huh?" He sounds interested. "It's getting cooler, yeah. You watch, right?"

"Hm ...." I thought for a moment. "Not, do it."

"Huh? Why?"

"Let's have a lot of fancies again." Especially if they know Mr. Bagas the chairman of OSIS. You can take a photo with them later.

"OKAY. Brother will be in service, aja," he said while nodding.

"Cie ... straight up." I'm laughing a little.

"Yes, lah. If the arrival of the sister makes the boyfriend jealous, mending sister does not need to come, just."

"Sip. Right!" I flung my thumb in front of him. "Eh, yes. Brother's holiday tomorrow?"

"No." Head shakes.

"Why did you get down the mountain?" He's applying round-trip or what?

"Regular, Honey. Sister jumping sif. Tomorrow sif night. So, today my sister sleeps at my mother's house. Tomorrow we just go to work."

"Oh, so in bed there if it's sif part of the morning, will it?"

"Yup, so." He smiled as he slowly ruffled my hair.

"The master keeps kayaking like that, brother?" askaku expectantly.

"Yes, I guess I'll keep gini. Let's meet Adek once every two days."

I'm speechless. It gets worse when faced with this situation. Wanted to support Bagas' decision, but was afraid he was exhausted.

"Not a penny, huh?" he asked while touching the end of my chin.

I admit. "Fear Brother is tired."

"No. Won't do. There is more money and there is a healthy moge as well" he said.

He turned the position so he sat facing me. "Don't worry! Big brother wants to go home once every two days. I didn't stay there long." His hand rubbed next to my cheek. "Now you want to ask can you?"

"Ask what?"

"What's the problem at school?"

"Huh?" My forehead frowned. Why suddenly ask about it?

"For some trouble at school, huh?" ask again.

"The problem, anyway, isn't. There's just a burden, all right." It seemed, he remembered my gloomy face when he climbed the stairs earlier.

"What burden?" The voice that asked was so soft and warm. He seemed to deign to be my backrest and an abundance of frustration at Prayoga's command.

"Adek was told to make a pamphlet via Photoshop or Corel. Asked to make the same proposal circular also." My story.

"Whose same person? Mr Abigail?"

"No" I said. "Pa Prayoga."

"Well, the pamphlet's the job of the same mading son of a journalist. Brother used to ask them, really. Yes, it works a long time, but their edits are okay. They also know the layout of the installation of information, let a lot of people see."

"Maybe it's because of their long work that Prayoga has done well" I said trying to deduce Prayoga's thought.

"But Adek is a veteran then." He's a little stiff. "When's deadline?"

"Besok—"

"No guess!" objurgation. "Prayoga why is that?"

"Where do you know, brother. Mood he changed after exiting Mr. Abigail's room." I don't know why he changed that way either.

"He thought the pamphlet design could finish one night? Need to think of color ideas and words."

The end, so it was Brother Bagas who was upset and I who was silent.

"Huh, jesus!" He groaned while massaging his own forehead. "Sorry, sorry. Even the nagging sister."

I smiled at his self-awareness.

"Yes, if the deadline is tomorrow, we work now together, how?"

"Babbergan-barrel?" A little confused by that one word.

"Yes, liaising. Brother help." He patted his chest slowly.

"Could Brother design?" Not an understatement, this time I just asked.

"Can, dong."

"Seriously?" My eyes immediately sparkled.

"Darius!" He smiled broadly while floating two fingers confidently.

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