College Boy: Hanung And Wati

Hot Fired

In accordance with what I planned yesterday, this morning before noon I went to Wati's house with the aim of rectifying the misunderstanding between me and the flower pot while returning the helmet has a thick face mas-mas.

Speaking of flower pots, I promised myself I would never have to relate to him again. Although he first started, I will be firm to reject him. But if the flower pot is just a news is okay.

Yeah, the point is so.

Before I ventured to make Wati nyamperin at home, I took a breath and took it out slowly. I take a breath to calm down and strengthen myself.

Si Bagong, I live in front of his house. Because now I'm stepping into his yard.

The door is closed tightly, of course, I have a look so that the house welcomes my presence.

"Assalamualaik."

When I say hello while ngetok door, no one has said. Okay, I understand because the residents of his house can not be horrified. Twice I said hello there was no response, and for the third time only someone said from inside.

"Waalaikum salam."

The door of his father Wati's house was open, and behind the door was his mother Wati who opened the door.

I immediately smiled kindly, deliberately not a handsome smile afraid of his mother Wati has a crush, it is dangerous. My daughter has enough of a crush on me.

"Eh, Hanung. Find Indira, huh?"

Question from Wati's mother, I bales with a brief nod. "Yes, Tan. Thought there was?"

"His mind is out, but he's coming home soon. You wait in the dalem."

"No, Tan. I'll wait outside."

"Oh, yaudah then. Auntie come in first, yeah."

"Yes, Tan."

Wati's mother went into her house, then I took a short step towards the empty bench on the porch of the house, sitting there waiting for Wati to come home.

Because I do not know for a moment what is maxdu it in the period of time, let's not die of style and let's not expect a welcome statue, I put hp in my jacket pocket for me to playin so as not to bengong. Not to wait to open social media.

"Drink first, Nung."

The sudden presence of Wati's mother while carrying a cup of drinks, made me look up.

"Okay, Tan. So ngerepotin," I said when his mother Wati put a cup filled with tea on the table whose position is next to me.

"I'm like who you are." Mom-in-law's candidate smiles shyly.

"Thank you, yeah. Tan's."

"Yes. Aunt stay, yeah. I'm sorry I can't go, because I'm busy in the kitchen."

"Yes, Tan. It's okay to relax."

After that the prospective mother-in-law entered the house again, and for a moment my gaze was immediately fixed the same cup of tea that was vaguely still steaming.

Because the prospective mother-in-law has made sweet tea difficult and as a guest and a good daughter-in-law candidate, it's direct tea I get absorbed because it is still a bit hot.

And it feels so sweet like my smile. Hahay.

Hearing the sound of a motorbike stopping in front of his father's house Wati, for the second time I looked up when I knew who was in front of his father's house Wati.

My smile expanded, because the person I was waiting for was already in front of my eyes, but when my gaze was a little shifted, the smile that stopped suddenly went that way.

Actually that Wati still thinks I'm his girlfriend, right? Because I saw very clearly when he got off the bike mas-mas face thick while smiling helmet and after that the destroyer of relationships people even ngacak-ngacak hair Wati.

Seriously, my patience is over. When I want to apologize and explain the misunderstanding, Wati with as good as possible walks with other guys.

With quick steps, I took them both.

"Why are you still going the same way? Do you want to make me angry?!" my sudden wrath made them compactly turn their heads.

Okay, I immediately understand what he means, especially if not about yesterday.

So I said to affirm. "The same flower has nothing to do with it anymore."

"Oh, huh? Then what I saw yesterday malem what dong? If it's not one of your plans to reverse him?"

His real-life talk lurks abis, making me exhale violently.

"Herardin me, yesterday I was eating together with Flowers, but that does not mean I have the intention to reciprocate with him!" I say until it is veined.

And Wati without changing her gaze. Yeah, he still thinks I'm cynical. "Here, what a lie."

I snorted, then closed my eyes before returning to speak, "Gue is sorry because I was wrong because." Breathe in, exit slowly and then continued talking.

"I shouldn't have eaten with my ex, when I had a boyfriend" I said.

After I finish talking like that, Wati diem. But not long after that Wati snorted, like Wati could not forgive my badness.

But not only am I wrong, he is the same.

"And now I want to ask you, yesterday you also why go together with him?" ask me while pointing towards the thick face mas-mas who are now looking at it like a paid audience.

"You should also take care of my feelings, you know I've been jealous because of you deket same him!"

Wati draped both hands in front of the chest, while my eyes were sharp. "Gue goes with Kenzo, not your business!"

Okay, my patience is over.

"Sheel!"

Wati was quite surprised when I called his name with a call not as usual, especially earlier I kind of raised intonation when talking.

"What?! You want to kill me?!" he said that successfully made my head frown.

"What the hell?! Who wants to kill you?!" I said, which I then exhaled, "Whatever you want, whatever."

I'm tired of fighting, take a short step towards the bagong to go from here, but before that hand I take the helmet has a person who is really lazy I call his name.

And I handed the red helmet to the owner. "Helm lo, I'm turning. Thanks." Thanks."

Yes, thanks for being such a bully in the relationship between me and Wati.

*

"Anjay guranjay, there's another galauuuu. Uh, it's so heartbreaking."

"Buset dah, people are upset about the dangdut song."

I glanced briefly, upon the arrival of Juna and Rian who were suddenly nongol in my room.

Yes, I'm upset again. Sitting in a corner while listening to the song dangdut pak Haji Rhoma Irama title Lost with a volume that is as stylish as digedein, so that all residents of kosan know how upset and sad I am through this song.

By the way, their babbling I did not respond at all, because at a time like this I am lazy to bacot.

Because the music I set is dangdut song, so now stealth coriander dempet joget-joget.

"If it's gone, just feelaaaa. That his presence is worth aaaaaa, ashek."

"I'm jerittttttttttttttt."

"Whisper! Go sono!" scolding me while throwing pillows and bolsters, make ngusir them both. If again this way I have been disturbed, let alone the same song Juna who actually wrong server.

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Huhuhuhu, absurd indeed 😂😂