Boyfriend Lies

Shopping and Eating Invitations

"It's Dara, right?"

Well, he knows my name.

"Yes, right. Who is this, huh?" Still stiff, cold, and cranky. It's nice that he didn't introduce himself, knowing that this is my number.

"I'm Esther, Dara. Bagas Mama. Your mother-in-law."

Ma-ma-in-law? Successfully I smothered my gaping mouth. Maddened. It's insanity. How could Esther's mother know my number?

"Rho? Who?" Riska who saw the surprised reaction then wanted to know.

"Truly loan shark?" princess Timpal.

I'm shaking. Quickly calm down, so that you can say hello to Brother Bagas' mother. "Mom, sorry. Dara thinks people are idiots."

I heard Esther chuckling. From his tone, I can confirm that he will not question my attitude when picking up the phone.

"Yes, it's okay. I understand, really. Dara must be surprised because I didn't chat first."

"Yes, Mom. Sorry, yeah." I closed my eyes, realizing that today my stupidity is as big as a mountain.

"Yes, it's okay, honey. I'm sorry too, yeah. Very presumptuous of your phone."

"Not too bad, ma'am. I can call Dara whenever I want."

Maddened. Crazy is really how to take his heart. The two friends who heard this also tried to hold their breath and laugh. They continued to shake their heads in disbelief so understand that who called this is Kak Bagas' mother.

"Brittle. This really? Can I call Dara anytime?"

"Really, Mom. If necessary, Dara can come directly to it without waiting for Kak Bagas to come home."

Sure, Ra? Sure enough? Never mind, just say it first.

"Ah, so grim with her. Then if we're talking for a while now, no problem, right? Don't interrupt Dara's lesson, do you?"

"No, Mom. Dara is also this again rest. Again a leisure." The mouth spoke so, but the gaze was directed at Riska and Eren who began to roll out the rice packets in front of me. They beckoned, so that I could make a call while eating food.

"Ah, thank goodness. Dara, I happen to want to see you this afternoon. Can, right?"

"This afternoon?"

I repeat as if my ears are hearing wrong. It seems, the seasoning eaten by his own speech has begun to smell. Does that mean I have to come to Kak Bagas' house alone? Duh, why did I talk that way?

"Hm-m .. anter mom shopping, yuk! While we're looking for uniformity."

Eh-eh, uniform? Do what, huh? What event do you want? It can't be Bagas-Dara's match, right?

"Anu .. sorry, Mom. What uniform clothes to do, huh?"

"Lho, Bagas hasn't told you?"

"Not yet, Mom." I answered while shaking my head. Slowly the heartbeat becomes irregular. Curious and afraid of bad things sound like they are mixed.

"Well, how's Bagas, anyway? He said, invite yourself. Good thing I took Dara's number when Bagas came home. So, get caught, right, if this kid hasn't told me."

Duh, why bring an invitation, huh? What's this show, anyway? Why hasn't Bagas told you too?

"Maybe Bagas' sister's forgetfulness, Mom. We also had a video call, but only discussed Dara's days. Not to mention Bagas' day." Less especially try? Defending Ayang in front of his mother? Sis Bagas the advance debt, nih, same Dara.

"Oh, so. Yeah, had. Mother, aja, who invited directly, yes."

Lord, may only good things be heard. Amens.

"This, Ra. This week there is a family meal. Simple, anyway, only the core family continues to eat it also at home. Dara can come, right?"

For a while. I held my breath hearing all this. What did he say? Eating out? Family core? This serious? B-but .. I am, right, not family.

"Rho? How's it? It's gotta be a joint, right?"

The problem is, it's not that family yet, you know. Yeah, the time Dara came in.

"Well, I'm afraid to disturb. Dara too, right, was already considered family. Irish will come, too."

The irish? Who's Irish? Who her? Don't-don't be the dream girl of Kak Bagas' family.

Puk!

I hit my head again for being too overthinking. Look, this is, if most of you watch dramas. Nothing has been imagined too much. Is it because Miss Ester carries the word invitation and uniform clothes.

Oh God. That quick? Why do you want to come to the wedding to wear a uniform? Is not my mind right anymore? Irish the ideal woman Kak Bagas family. Dream ghost candidate.

"Fix, yeah. Anyway, Dara later came to the boutique that Mom sent her address to. Don't be late, you know! I wait."

The call was interrupted, but I had not yet given an answer let alone certainty. It's like being given an ultimatum that I should come. My mind turned gray again after previously getting a short injection of spirit. Feeling remembered to the person who gave the injection, I hurriedly sent him a chat message.

For : Ayang

Brother, who is Irish?

There was no sign he would read or reply to messages. You know, anyway, at this hour he's started sif. All messages sent will be replied at 18:00 or 20:00. Huh! Crushed already. I had to endure deep curiosity.

Tired of receiving two calls, the phone that had done the job ended up in the pocket of the alma mater. There were only ten minutes left before the break bell ended. Inevitably, lust is not lust, I have to eat the menu chosen by my three friends. Just sec. Why did I just see the faces of Riska and Princess?

"Where is Eren?" I just realized that he hasn't returned from the cafeteria.

"So, he said he wanted to eat in the cafeteria. Talk to taekwondo kids." Answer from Princess.

"Taekwondo? She wanna join?" The second question I asked. This time while the mouth was full of rice and chicken flour.

"No!" Riska. "She's whining about that exkul chairman again."

"Nhhhh ...." I pretended to understand. Honestly, anyway. Not too much knowledge about the exculpation. Especially since I'm not interested. I don't want KEPO on people's business either. Maybe if there is a chance later Eren will tell the story by himself.

"So the same call from his mother, Bagas?"

They finally asked this question. I'm sure the two held back the curiosity for quite a while. After making sure their faces looked at me, I just gave an answer. "Yes, it was Bagas' mother. I'd like to see you this afternoon, but I'm hesitant to come." Maybe they can give input.

"Why hesitate?" Princesses responded. "Isn't it a good opportunity, Ra?"

"It was a good opportunity, but I just heard there's another girl's name called Miss Esther." That's what still sticks in the heart.

"What's his name?" Riska wants to go deeper.

"If it's not wrong, it's called Irish." I doubt it, but my answer seems to be correct.

"You just heard that name? Sodaranya Bagas kali." This first sentence of tranquility from the Princess.

"Don't know either, anyway." I even scratched my head that didn't itch.

"What is the nuclear family about?"

Ah, true. I missed this. "So, he met me this afternoon because he wanted to buy uniform clothes for family meals on Sunday."

"Well, this means that the real Irish is Kak Bagas' sodaranya." Second sentence of Riska. "I think it's coming, aja, Ra. I think Irish is nothing, though. If you're invited, then you're still recognized as their potential ghost" he continued.

"What's coming, huh?" I still need to be convinced.

"Come in first." Princess Support.

"Yup! Meet first! Irish sodara or not, it could be a business later." Riska flicked her finger.

"Well, if for example ntar afternoon caught the Irish is not the sodaranya Kak Bagas, you can choose not to come during a family meal. Beres, right?" Princess becomes more active and good at providing solutions. Very different from his behavior yesterday.

They let me be quiet, gave me time to think, until finally my heart felt steady to take advice. Right, said Riska and Putri. I got an invitation as well because I'm still recognized as Kak Bagas' girlfriend. It's good that I came this afternoon to make sure that the Irish are friends, not rivals.

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