BUCIN STARLA'S HUSBAND
SPECIAL GUESTS
That afternoon, Acme headquarters was quite boisterous with the presence of men clad in white tuxedos. His hazel eyes could not deny that he wanted to cry that day.
Acme leader got married that day. Ezekiel is officially a husband.
"Where? Where's the newlyweds?" pekik Devandra just arrived. So rowdy.
Juna and Darren only glanced at a glance. Devan's gaze fell on Ezekiel. Today his best friend is more handsome than usual.
"El?" call Devan.
The man is still down. "Gue is never ready. If I were to marry, it would be Dania who will be the bride."
Devan sat next to Ezekiel. Eight years of knowing the man, this was the first time he had seen his best friend cry.
"Lo everyone here probably knows both Papi and my Mami. Moreover, lo, Darren, and also Juna," said Devan.
"But you never know how until I and Cemara?" devan. All eyes and ears were on that tattooed guy.
"El, lo it's my Mommy in the past. They are not betrothed, only the late Opa trust for Papi. Trust to take care of Mami, in the sense of Opa mau Papi who became a companion to Mami's life."
"Seriously?" Darren gaped upon hearing Devan's story. They were very close to Adryan and Helsa.
Devan nodded. He patted Ezekiel's shoulder gently. "Mommy never loved Papi. But circumstances and habits make those feelings appear. I'm sure you and Lia can be like them."
"And be bucin" said Darren.
One headquarters chuckled at Darren's speech. It's certain Darren is insinuating Devan's parents.
"I don't know when the time is up" added Juna.
"Om Adryan bucin's bad!" yell at one of them.
Ezekiel chuckles at hearing it. A little amused by the behavior of his community friends. That day he betrayed his girlfriend. And worse, the girl he married was a friend of his own lover.
Wouldn't it be crazy if everything was discovered?
***
"Cottery's pretty. What's contents?" ask Devita.
Starla still looked at the sky-blue large box on her lap. Today he came home early, because suddenly the owner of Sun Flower asked him to take a day off. So sudden?
"Starla doesn't know, Mom. Did the courier say, Mom?"
Devita took a seat next to her son. "Says to Starla Meisya. The beauty of Literature two," replied Devita.
Starla gawking. This must be the work of that tattooed pervert guy. What the hell does he want?
Starla opened the white ribbon that bound the box, unscrewing the box. The first Starla saw was a small letter.
"Starla has a boyfriend?" ask Devita.
Starla has not answered any questions from her mother. He was more curious about the white dress that was still neatly arranged.
"That's pretty. It must be expensive" Starla murmured. She put the dress back on, then closed the box.
"Starla was on a date? Have a girlfriend since when? Why don't you know?" Devita was very curious about the meaning of the dress.
"No. Starla doesn't have a boyfriend!" refute Starla.
Devita smears a smile. The face of his only child was radiant. There must be something Starla's been hiding.
"Mom, don't look at Starla like that. He's just a strange guy who suddenly ngekik Starla life," said Starla, whining to his mother.
"Try to know the same mother as Starla's weird guy," said Devita, teasing Starla.
As she was about to pinch Devita's cheek, Starla's mobile phone rang out. The name Devandra is on her phone screen. Devita moves on from there letting Starla answer the call.
"Hallo,"
"Don't be pretty. I'll pick up at seven tonight."
***
Ezekiel's wedding reception was held at one of Jakarta's five-star hotels. That night all the company's colleagues were invited. Acme's children accompanied the brides to the hotel. It's just that Devandra didn't participate there.
The guy in the black shirt just got out of the elevator. That night Ezekiel did not forget to invite the Brawijaya family.
"It's so pretty, anyway" Devan teased Cemara.
Cemara clucked in annoyance. "Ishhhh, Ara's hair is neat Mami…"
"Dev, just a day not ngusulin Cemara, can you?" helsa's Reprimands. The woman was already beautiful with a white dress which of course had just been bought.
"Sister!" cemara screams when Devan kisses her cheek instead.
"Devandra!" the baritone sound from the study stopped its action. Her father must be busy with work. It could be Helsa and Cemara if you wait for the old man.
"Mi, Devan first. Meet at the hotel," he said.
"Hmm, be careful on the road." Don't have to be dong either.
"Yes. Bye Araaaa" cried Devandra.
Elsewhere, Starla was still wearing a negligee. He doubts that Devan will pick him up. After all, the man did not know his home address.
Uh, briefly. So how can the dress reach her home, if Devan does not know the address?
Stupid time. It's better for Starla to watch drakor or do college work. He doesn't have to serve Devan, so that guy doesn't bother him anymore.
But Starla was wrong. The Porsche 911 has just stopped in its yard. The guy came out confidently, hoping for his arrival to be greeted by the girl in a white dress.
One minute, two minutes, until the fifth minute Starla did not return the message or answer the phone.
"Starla..," called Devan casually, still leaning on the hood of his car.
"Gue count to three. You don't come out, I really kidnap you. I'm sealing you in apart-"
"Yes, yeah. I'm out!" scream Starla. The voice instantly made Devan's smile rise.
"I'm sorry..," said Starla.
Starla, you don't have to apologize if for now, Devan's inner self.
"Dev!" peekik Starla's. Devan looked at him very closely, of course Starla was worried.
"Hmm," the daydream's crap. Starla only wears a negligee, Devan can barely speak.
"Why aren't you ready? You wanna mess with me?" devan Sentak.
Ish, whose son is this Devandra. Very hobby ngancem, inner Starla grumbled.
"Well I'll think you're just kidding me" Starla argued, find it safe.
Devan approaches Starla in the doorway of the house. The girl did not wrinkle as Devan looked at her sharply.
"Gue never messes with you. I'll wait ten minutes" said Devan.
"... Now!" he's a little pressing Starla.
Ten minutes? Starla rushed to the room and got ready. I don't know, he's been scared by every threat that perverted guy's got. While outside Devan look around the contents of the living room. Which makes Devan wonder, where is the photo of Starla's father. Devan knew the girl's mother was a widow, but at least there would be a picture of her father here if his father had gone.
Photos of Starla's childhood are neatly lined up on a sideboard closet. The girl did not look like her mother at all. Is Starla more like her father? There are no family photos as well as the big ones in his house.
Devan glanced at the watch on his left hand. Five more minutes. Starla will be out soon. The girl will be on time.
Not yet able to grab a frame, Devan's gaze fell on the white-clad girl who had just exited the room. No doubt, the dress is very beautiful to the right person.
“Udah?” ask Devan. The guy neutralizes a heart beat that races very fast. Starla is very beautiful with the white dress and also a little polish on her face.
Starla simply replied with a small nod. Devan steps out, followed by Starla.
“Where are you? I want to say goodbye. Want to ask permission too,” asked Devan.
“Ask permission?”
“Gue knows adab. Especially about girls people,” reply Devandra.
“Mother again has a review. Mom also knows I want out.”
Starla follows Devan back to the car. In his mind, the girl began to think about what her family was like. Devan doesn't look messy and bawdy respect his mother very much.
“Lo what's behind?” ask Devan.
“According to you, I crawled?”
“Street next to me..”
“...kayak gini,” said Devan, holding the hand of Starla who had walked beside him.
That night Devan takes Starla to Ezekiel and Lia's wedding reception. Devan is sure that tonight many are asking questions about who the girl is sitting next to him. Moreover, Mrs Brawijaya.
***
“Mi, sister is invisible from earlier,” said Cemara.
Adryan who just realized was also seen circulating his gaze looking for where the guy is.
“Fetch Sheren may,” chirps Helsa.
“Sheren?” adryan muttered. The man smiled at the figure of the man they had been talking about since. And the girl next to him?
“Starla?” Adryan didn't look wrong again. The girl was Starla, one of the servants of the Sunflower florist.
“Honey, you see Devan,” whispered Adryan to Helsa. Cemara was curious as well.
From the hotel's main door, Devan grabbed Starla's waist so possessively. Whether intentionally or what, Adryan certainly knows there's something Devan is hiding.
“Dev, can't believe it. I'm not good to see your friends,” whispered Starla.
“Diem or am I wearing a sling?”
Threat teros.
They sat down with Darren and Juna, the table was quite far away from his parents. The jet-black Netra Devandra pounded with her Papi brown eyes. He blinked one eye as Adryan squinted.
“Starla,” call Devan.
“Hm.”
“You want to meet Papi Mami?”
***
“Sheren..”.
The man who was now clad in white kimono approached the girl he called, and embraced affectionately from behind. The view of skyscrapers in Jakarta became the object of the girl.
“I miss you,” said the man.
“Me too,” reply Sheren.
“So, when are we like this?”
Sheren turned around, his hands twitching spoiled at the neck of the long-haired man. Sheren gave a glimpse of those thick lips.
“I need time.”
“It's been five months,” reply the boy.
“Ok, I will always wait.”
The man kissed Sheren deeper. Looks like they'll continue tonight, making out until the sun picks up. And Sheren will forget for a moment her lover.
“Dev, im so sorry. But, I need this.”
