Certified Old Virgin

Come meet.

“Yes very hot today!” I re-route while the feet continue to step towards the courtyard of the house. 

It was strange today that the sun was angry. Look up, there are no clouds there. I suspect the clouds are falling again. I don't know. The sun and the clouds are God's business. My problem has been told to think again. Really males. 

I shook my head, like a madman nagging himself.but strangely, so spontaneous looking eyes centered on the two figures on the porch. They seemed to be seriously chatting and I seemed to know what they were talking about. Especially if it's not about that. Married!

Just wanted to say hello, Mom called me right away. “Ehhh .. This girl has arrived.” Mom smiled as she pulled my arm to sit next to her.  

Mother who has been excited herself then said, “This is a lot Irka has been waiting since. Why are you so long?” ask Mom. 

I snorted and replied, “Usually also go home at this time, Mak, if to the market. Why so excited?”

I saw Mom's face turn sour. Either my words are wrong or it is true but Mother prefers to invite Irka to talk. “Ka, Mum already agrees that you marry the girl. I want my granddaughter to know!”

I looked up and rounded my eyes.

Mom anything, it's really nice to say that in front of Irka. I have no shame.

Astarghfirullah's.

I can't be like this. Can't swear. My mind is struggling, original. Want to rampage but afraid of quality.but didiemin ya kok digelunjak. Ah Mother! 

Not bad if you have to be angry, I finally chimed in, “Mak, what the hell?”  

“You seriously want to have a granddaughter, Dis. You're the style package later. The end is typed, right? Mom says wedding chips don't want to continue.” 

“Mak ...,” my protest with a dislike face. Original, pen claw wall taste.

“Udah, wait what the hell? Wait for you ten-headed? Mak keburu die dong!” 

Seriously. If it wasn't Mom who said that, maybe I would've floated a chair this time as well. My mom really embarrassed me.

At first glance I glanced towards Irka who was smiling at Mom's babble.

Wonder. Why are people smiling. Aja handsome, cuihhh!” 

“Iya, Mother. Irka also agreed to marry Girl,” reply Irka who got a smile from Mom. Like someone who's planning a marathon. My mother immediately excited four and five to slap my arm. 

“Tuhhh tuhh, Dis, danger himself right. I want to be the same you know!” 

“Ya why? It doesn't matter either.” I rolled a lazy eyeball. The mother who was beside me immediately grabbed my head and faced towards Irka. I was surprised I could not escape. “See this handsome man, Dis! You are confused with you. What does it really want?!” 

I let go of my mother's hand on my head. “Pusing know, Mak!”  

“Udah. Mom is also dizzy thinking of you!” Mother moved and brought the girl's groceries. “You guys continue to chat. Mom wants to go in first. Don't forget, anyway Mum wants, Lu both spit-spet marriage point!” Mother passed away leaving me and Irka sitting opposite. 

“What shopping was there, Dis?” tanya Irka was friendly with a sweet smile. But I still feel ordinary now. 

“Custom. Kitchen requirements.” 

I turned my face and cut myself. ‘Idihh thought I didn't have any legs!’ 

“I don't like ngrepotin people. Thanks,” I said briefly that made Irka's face immediately disappointed. But then, soon after, he smiled again. I wonder why Irka smiles. Not tired. Aish! Again my brain thought about things it should not have thought about. Remember girl, Lu that's bad again. 

Irka shakes. “I absolutely do not feel repotted if it is the same you.” Irka turned to the side right next to the chair. He took something. 

“This is for you, Dis,” said Irka while giving flowers and a black paper bag. “Accepted yes, I will be very grateful if you want to take,” said Irka.  

Be honest.  I was surprised by what Irka brought. I did not expect that he would bring the same flower gift in the paper bag that I guess the cake. Strangely, I didn't know anything. The things I wanted I couldn't enjoy like before. I'm confused too. 

Irka's hands are still hanging. “Dis, accepted yes,” he said as he pleaded. 

The pitying me finally accepted it with a flat face. As the one who was always told to maintain good manners, I then uttered. “Still, Ka. Tomorrow do not bother to take it like that again.” 

Irka smiled bitterly. “You are so jutek, Dis equals me.”

Idiho. So jutek. Why would I jutek? It will not make the earth turn over as well. I choose to be quiet rather than start a conversation. Too lazy to talk. 

“You're all right, Dis?” ask Irka who seemed to have immediately forgotten about the incident earlier. 

I choose silence. How the hell did Irka's eyes already blind, yes, do not see me healthy Walafiat this in front of him. 

Klise asked me the news. I better go to bed. But, Mommy must immediately nag if suddenly I leave Irka on the terrace.  

Irka then started the conversation. He said he was now a PNS while taking over the business of jewelry stores and clothes owned by the family. Irka many stories about her daily activities, but because I was lazy I only listened with ogah-ogahan. 

“Oh yes, I also have a home. The less is now just the wife. I need a companion, Dis. And I want you,” said Irka without sin. 

I who heard the man's words immediately sneered. “Why did you say it was like that? Why now just say wait for me, look for me? Ka, you've been since graduation saying nowhere. I don't know where to find you. And amazingly, after that incident, suddenly you came and said it was like that to me.” 

I can't stop my angry feelings anymore. Let Irka know what I really feel. “I'm asking you now. Since graduation you keep saying that. Where are you actually going?” my search. 

Irka was quiet for quite a while. At the end, instead of answering Irka instead shifted the subject and invited me to watch tonight.  “Dis, do you have any events tonight?” Irka brought her body closer to me. “If you don't, we watch both yes, I want to go the same way you.” 

Of course I'm getting worse. Asked even on the topic. Basic insolent man.

Even the angry me chose silence. At that moment I turned my face away, at the side house, I caught a smiling male figure. I looked at him a long time ago.

Edo. if you think there is something strange about him. now he rarely teases. There is usually a spam chat or miss call. now it is no longer strange.

I saw him. he smiled on the balcony while giving a thumbs up and HP. A second later my phone vibrated and it was really him who sent the message.

"I support you. Have fun. If he messes around, call me three times."

Original, said in a horror movie. Fuck up!