
A week has passed from the incident in the park. There is such a deep feeling of regret in the heart. Why do I say hate? What if he hates me? Almost a week ago I went back and forth to the cafe where we first met, but there was no sight of that sweet girl there. Wanted to go to his house but was afraid.
A shitty Sunday, thankfully the comic was paid off two days ago. Time to rest yourself. I turned on the mini fan and shone the thing on the sultry face. Ah, enjoying.
"Aldo!" yell Mama.
Instantly the atmosphere was destroyed. Almost the fan fell on his shocked face. "What, Ma?" sahutku lazy.
"Please get Lydia!"
Whahuh? Drive Lydia? Where is he going? School on Sunday?
"Where to go, Ma? Mama can't?"
"To his friend's house. Can't, Mama's leaving, someone's promised."
Why not all of you? What can I do, I must obey. "Yes, Ma." This raga got up while turning off the fan. Pick up a light green t-shirt and a gray jacket.
"Sister, take a shower first." I saw Lydia standing at my door.
"Udah, really."
"Early yesterday afternoon."
"Well, if you don't want to be delivered. Mending Brother sleeping."
"I called Mama, here." Lidia grabbed her phone.
"Eh, no. Yes, Brother inter."
"But take a shower first. I don't want to be delivered to someone who smells cool."
Lydia is a very big Mama's kid. Their attitude is similar, equally blocking my habit of rarely bathing. "Brew!" I took off the ribs from yesterday that had not been changed to Lidia's face and rushed to the bathroom.
"Geek!" My sister's voice sounded nauseous and coughed. "It's a button-down sweatshirt that smells like carbide anyway, brother?"
"That's the fragrant scent that Brother has," I said from the bathroom.
"Amit-amit."
*****
"Yes, what time is it?"
"Hour seven, Brother. Don't forget, huh?"
It seems like Lydia knows this sister very well. "Yes." Yeah."
"Bah, Brother. Be careful." Lydia walked over to her friend.
"Who is that, Lid? Lo dude? Very handsome. How not to come here?" A girl with a tall body was watching me from a distance.
"No, that's Lydia's sister. Bull, right?" Another chimed in.
"She's a hot-tempered bath. Nyesel if you have a crush on him." Lydia seemed to whisper, but as usual the whisper came smoothly into my ear.
Basic Lydia! What was she cravings for when she was pregnant? I immediately drove the motor home. Something tickled the heart to pass Jo's house. Where did the girl go?
Now I have come to the front of a house with a one and a half meter high black gate. There was a motorbike in his garage that was open. It looks like there are guests. From the outside I also saw the silhouette of a woman pictured in the window. Is that his mother? I'd better go home. After all there was still an unpleasant feeling in the heart because of the words some time ago.
*****
Worms in the stomach protest for feeding. This is no longer a rumble, but a dangdutan! Oh belly, don't you sound when Mama's not around. Suddenly something came to mind. I immediately ran towards the kitchen.
Once there I immediately opened the food storage cabinet. This is the one who will save my life! An instant cup noodle. With this nimble hand open the packaging and put spices and hot water. The fragrant aroma breaks through the walls of the nose.
"Assalammu'alaikum's chat. Aldo!"
Almost my hands were splashed with hot water in shock. "Wa'alaikummusalam's chat. Yes, Ma."
"So Lydia you delivered, right?"
"Yes dong, Ma." I blew hot water on the instant noodle cup.
"Good, deh." Mom walked into the living room.
I stepped into the room. Just arrived at the third step, it looks like Mama took out a considerable amount of money from the bag and put it again. Where's the money, huh? Ah, it was the most paid for catering yesterday.
I sat on the bed, stirring the instant noodles and blowing them. When I started to warm up, I took the first feed. Whoa! Very good for a hungry stomach. Suddenly someone knocked on the room.
What's mama, anyway? It just disturbs my appetite. With a step I opened the door. "What the hell, Ma ...." This voice weakened when he saw who the door knocker was. He's standing in front of me. Girl with an ice cold look.