Certified Old Virgin

Jeng jeng jeng!

I stood up and watched him from top to bottom. And it never seemed to see him, but why is his voice like a stranger?

"Sit down, I'm sorry to wait so long" he said.

Would be. His voice sounds so bad. Ringing ears. I swear, the real hunch is not good. Who the hell is he?

"Can you open the mask?" the door to the point. Bodo is very if judged insolent. I'm really curious. It sounds like someone I know, but who?

Ah, tired of fraying.

"Open the mask, dong" urged me again.

"Polite. Sit down!" he said, then chuckled. Eyes squinting. Like a mixed person. Chindo?

Waitaminute! What could he be ….

"Sit down!" decreed again.

The cow was plugged in my nose, and I sat watching him slowly take off the mask.

Jeng jeng jeng!

The people I know are in plain sight.

"Irka?"

I swear, this is the craziest surprise. What I mean is Irka. Not thinking. If he laughs his eyes. Irka is of Chinese descent. His Chinese grandfather married Betawi Jakarta. And he still took the rest of his grandfather's squinty eyes.

"Why did you come here?" sambarku while crossing. Not so good with this heart. Pounding want nabok doi that has long existed in dreams. In the dream there is nothing but gelud.

Am I venting now? Clown again before the eyes. But ….

Hold it! All right I can hold. We see what he wants. What kind of mode does he do until Mother has this son.

"Yes, date you. Wh why? Didn't you know a guy like me was on a blind date with you?" reply in style still sting bin kepedean.

Yes, Irka stays Irka. I will never be Suga. He will consider everything around him to be his. He's the center of the earth. Hmh!

"You how are you? Last time you drove. You're not jatoh, are you? I was chasing, but I couldn't overtake another car. Fortunately Mama told me that Mak Harum agreed to our arranged marriage. And now here we are. Btw, Mak Harum is healthy. Last time I called, she said she wasn't feeling well."

The moment! My mother is healthy Walafiat born in a fit healthy mind.

I didn't just observe him closely. He still looks the same and even more handsome. Added adult. He used to be cungkring, now contained and shaped. His arms are big. Muscled but not fat.

Honey, the wound he gave me wasn't messing around. It can't be lost with just a smile and an apology. So he wants to be handsome, charming kayak wherever he stays Irka, the PHP guy who disappeared when I needed support.

"Dis, are you beating me?" tanyakanya.

I'm still quiet, lazy to say.

"Dis, twelve years ago I had a reason" he said, which made me laugh.

"Dis, why are you laughing, I'm serious about this."

I swear I did not bend over until there was water inundated in the eye. Honestly, I hate him and I'm sorry to see him now. And Mom, Mom why would you mate me with a kunyuk kupret like him?

"I'm just laughing at myself. I may like someone like you, "I reply after having a privilege in my heart. He was afraid of being crazy. Laughing but crying.

"But haven't you given me the answer yet?"

Die me. Why slip-ups?

I wipe the corner of his eye and look at him fiercely. I saw him sneering.

Dad, I'm stuck.

"That means you had the same feeling as me, right?" continued.

I threw away my face. Angry and embarrassed to make the face throbbing not about.

"On that slander I believe you. The vow. There's only one thing I can't come to. I ... I …."

"Not to continue" cut me fast.

"Dis?"

"Dis, I'm really sorry."

"Use and no effect, Ka. We are still strangers. My feelings for you have also buried me long ago. It might be fossil now."

"That's a damn thing, Dis." He's bending his face.

Cih, he thought cute what kind of face is that? There is amused.

Never mind, better go. But before that, clean up all this.

"Dis?" call him.

But I didn't respond. Prefer to eat out the black forest I ordered, then absorb the latte I drank. Fear tucked with him. Not to me.

"Hurry up, Dis, eat it. Swiftlet. Slow down."

I don't care at all.

Five minutes of black forest is over. Coffee too. So now just pull it out. Could be more than me if long close to him.

"If you are less, you can order again. I'll pay later."

Ck, he thinks I don't have any money?

"I don't know if you're doing this. Cheap ones!" I got upset and stood up. Tired of facing him. I can get out all the swearing that for a dozen years I have been silent and I do not want it. Don't want to be a spectacle and then finally laugh.

"Where are you going?" he asked while grabbing my hand. Of course I'm tepis. Rasudi held him.

"Master …."

"What!" I shouted and looked around.

Would be. All on the merhatin.

Upset, I left after paying for everything I ordered. He certainly doesn't care. Bodo. My heart is already sick. He's gone missing not a month he's months, but a dozen years.

And I waited not a week or two. Long, woi! A long time! The process of moving on really made me bleed. And now he wants me to hear an explanation?

So hot! He thinks after explaining I'm gonna go back to him?

No! Won't do! I'm not a stupid ass.

"Girl, wait!" his yell.

But I don't care, keep running the bike back home. I need to know and hear Mom's explanation. Why did he do this when he clearly knew how sick I was in PHP with Irka?

It's time for me to be the same Irka. Same marriage with Irka, I don't poison every day. Modar.

I was at home and really surprised to see him talking to someone. Someone who really made me swallow froze for a while.

Not a tether, no! I'm just a little shocked to see people who always wear soccer jerseys now even sit in front of Mom with a very different look. I want a party speech.

"Edo, what's the matter here?" ask me after taking off the helmet.

"Main, talk to the future-in-law," he replied with a cry. Habits.

"You're so pretty, Dis. Where's it?" tanyakanya.

I'm really sick of this one human being. Can't be taken seriously. My mother thought seriously and I was betrothed again to Edo.

Nook. Would-be. This Edo is a typical person who is never serious. If you are at the end of it, joking. And now I'm looking for a husband, not a joking clown.

"Loh, you guys …."

"Don't beat him, Mom. He's running out of medicine, like," I said back and kissed the back of Mom's hand.

"Oh, kirain is serious." Mother mangosteen.

Well, look at this mom I'm getting a little emotional. Is that how I want to help my mother until I match up with Irka? I don't think I'm.

Ah, Mum mother. How do I explain that I have not thought about marriage. Not yet!