Deepest Wound

GRUMPY

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It's true what Dani said. The physical is the first to be valued by the eye. I also admired his cheeks when I first saw him smile. But my admiration I say only in my heart.

My relationship with Dani is very relaxed and even I feel that we are just friends. Or maybe the factors I have are not too serious in responding to this relationship.

By nightfall I was getting ready to go out and meet Dani.

“And I told you, the wait is a little far from home. Suppose someone sees something bad!” I was upset when I was in the car. Dani was silent while driving his car. I'm getting upset because he didn't respond to me.

He stopped his car near a fancy restaurant.

“Ayo,” he said as he opened the car door. I still keep my ego.

“Honey, let's get down. This restaurant does not serve customers in the car.”

“I don't want to eat here. You go there!” Ketusku refused.

“You're still angry? Yeah, I'm sorry. Or did you choose the place?”

I smiled inwardly but outside I still showed my angry face. “Ok. Let's get out of here,” my word.

Dani got back in the car and sat behind the wheel. A few days later we left the restaurant.

“Where do you eat?” Dani asked while glancing at me.

“Continue.” Dani drives the car casually. Sometimes he looked at me but I pretended to be indifferent not to return his gaze.

“Stop, we're here,”. Dani also pulled over his car not far from a roadside dining area.

“Honey, not wrong this is the place?”

“Ngak, coke. Did you just say let me choose where to eat.” I started sulking again.

“Yes yes, I'm just a mastiin. Don't be angry again dong.”

“Ya already, hunted.” I went down first and looked for a seat. Dani just followed me and sat at the table I had chosen. His eyes glanced back and forth watching the place. I just laughed in my heart to see her behavior.

Although he is now independent, but I know he is still very spoiled by his parents. Having his own business even though it is still small because he was just in the pioneering business a year ago. A lot of information I got from Santi even though I actually never asked him at all. But Santi always told stories and deliberately praised Dani when in front of me. I know Santi is very supportive of our relationship but I also need time to sort everything out due to the chaos and destruction I experienced. One year, two years or forever. I can't be sure yet.

“Mi fry it one but don't be too spicy!” I ordered food for me.

“Ok. Anything else?” Ask a man who works at serving customers.

“What do you want to order?” I asked Dani.

“Samain by kayak you. Drink it too.”

“Bang, fried noodles two equal ice milk two!” My yelling. Suddenly I remembered Bang Fauzan who did not like milk. “Do you like to drink milk?” I asked Dani that question.

yeah, I like it. Why?” Dani asked back with a smile.

“Yes I was afraid, I ordered milk but it turns out you do not like.”

“Like. What else to drink while supporting you.” Dani smiled making those dimples look back.

“Gombal mulu!”

A few moments later our order arrived. My stomach was increasingly beeping so that the food in front of me was immediately transferred into the stomach.

There are many modern cafes and fine restaurants. Whether there is money or not, I will still choose this roadside food. Although only on the side of the road, but the taste can be fought. No less pampering the tongue and addictive.

I've bribed my fried noodles several times. I see Dani's still churning her noodles. I took over the spoon he was holding and scooped it up and told him to open his mouth.

“Come,” my word. Dani opened her mouth in hesitation. Slowly his face changed as he chewed up the food in his mouth.

“Where?” My toot.

“Enak. It's really nice even.” I put the spoon back and Dani bribed herself.

“Nasi friednya also no less delicious, you know,” said while laughing little attention Dani who looks greedy.

“I want to try the fried rice also deh.” I ordered some more fried rice for Dani.

After eating and paying for all our food. We're back in the car.

“Where are we going?” I asked Dani who was driving the car casually.

“We went around for a while. All this time we have never been alone.” Dani glanced at me with a smile and then refocused on driving.

After the anniversary of that time, we had never walked together. Because I always reasoned every time I was taken out. I noticed Dani's face that looked very pleased. A smile always graced his face after we left the dining area by the roadside. I can't bear it if I ask to go home quickly.

“Ayo,” take her.

“Other times do not bother opening the door like gini. I can do it myself,” I said when I was outside the car.

“Nothing, while I can yes I sell it to you.”

“But lebay tau, nak.” Dani only responded to my words with a small laugh. Then I clasped my right hand and took me walking.

“Where are we going?” I looked at Dani.

“Kesana.” While pointing at the crowd of traders who sell many sweet snacks. Lots of people there too.

“Not that you don't like snacks like this?” I said to Dani when he invited me to stop by one of the merchants there.

“Who said? Sook tau.” Dani nosedived my forehead.

“Ihh, sick tau! Want to prune you!?” My sewot while wiping my forehead earlier. Dani laughed out loud.

“Only a few months old doang belagu very!” Dani wanted to pinch my cheek, but I hurriedly patted her hand.

“That's important I'm older.”

“You are older whatever if you are a permanent wife must respect your husband.” Apparently the trader was listening to our chat and chimed in.

“Dengerin tuh.” Dani felt victorious because someone defended her.

“But I'm not yet a wife.”

“But it will definitely be wife.” Dani looks at me very sure.

Then we went for a walk in the area. I let Dani hold my hand until we decided to get back to the car.

“Thanks for the time.” Dani smiled as she put her hand on my hand. I replied with a smile as well.

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I blinked my eyes when I heard the sound of the doorbell being pressed repeatedly. I put up my hearing to watch maybe I was just dreaming. His voice no longer exists. Maybe I was dreaming. My inner.

I soon heard the doorbell ring again. I left my bed and opened the door.

“Erlang?”

“Kak.” Erlang immediately greeted me with respect. It turns out I wasn't dreaming. But Erlang was pressing the bell from earlier.

“Come in.” Erlang followed me to the living room and then I told her to sit down. I went to the kitchen and got a drink for him. Erlang was the first child of Papa and his second wife. My relationship is much better with Papa's children because they also respect me a lot and never refute my words.

“Thanks Kak.” He drank the drink I had prepared. Looking at the look on his face I knew there was a burden he was holding. I quietly waited for him to say directly. But Erlang was still silent with a sad-looking face.

I finally tried asking. “What's up? Speak.”

“Papa is sick,” he replied slowly and then bowed.

“Since when?”

“Five days ago Papa entered the Hospital, Papa's condition has begun to improve and can be brought home. But ...” Erlang did not continue his words but I understood. I don't think Brother Laras has appeared at the door.

Although my relationship with Papa's children is fine but not with Kak Laras who considers it no difference or the same with the children of Mama. The look did not like directly shown Kak Laras at that time.

Without a sound Kak Laras passed us who were sitting in the living room and then headed to the kitchen.

...**Tbc ...

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