Fistfuls

Basic Gita

Mama's wedding is over, but the house is still crowded, even though the time has shown at nine o'clock at night. Hafidz's friends deliberately came at night, in addition to congratulating and praying for the bride and groom, they also wanted to meet Hafidz of course.

"It's only been a few months in London, Lo's appearance has been like a bule aje Fizd's" Devin said as they gathered in the living room.

"Bule his hair yes, his face is still indigenous," said Indra who did not approve of Devin's speech.

Because Hafidz colored all his black hair with a blond color similar to bule, only his face remains Asian faces. I don't know why Hafidz changed the color of his hair.

Hafidz just chuckled at Devan and Indra's babbling, he didn't want to give a reason why his hair was painted like that.

"Lo is not the serenity of the association of the Sono people is important?" devan asked, he knew what Hafidz was like when he was a college first, it was unfortunate if the young man followed the Londoners.

"Shortly! I know the limits. Although sometimes set an in me yelling invite to a place that I should not come, but I still realize," replied Hafidz.

The four of them continued the chat, until the arrival of Gita who brought drinks and some snacks.

"Please drink all brothers" said the girl.

"Gini's bulls are said to be brothers, rich brothers and sisters" Devin protested.

"Thankfully beautiful, if I'm not happy!" he added.

Gita only chuckled at Devin's words, the young man was still the same as before, melting the atmosphere the most. Unlike Deril who spoke little, just like his twin.

"Lo nibble him, I bales tenfold," not Hafidz of course who said that, but Indra. Making Gita surprised, although joking he felt Indra's words really mean it. It's getting more uncertain of the girl's feelings.

"Sih possessive, Hafidz whose brother is calm, well Lo is nobody," said Devin.

"Gue is also his brother kali," Indra did not want to lose.

Hafidz glanced at Gita, he knew very well what his twin was feeling at the moment.

"Yaudah I entered first yes," said Gita, not wanting to linger in one place with Indra at this time.

"Eits where are you going? Here it is." Here." Indra pulled Gita's hand until the girl sat right by her side.

Of course Gita's heart is not okay, it feels tight even as if he can't breathe, especially when Indra's hand has not been separated from his wrist. It felt like he wanted to scream with all his might, so that Indra knew that he could not bear to be treated like this. Makes her even more hurt when she realizes that they are now brothers.

If only it had happened before their hundredth change, of course the Gita would have been very happy. Gita was again surprised when Indra's hand moved to the top of her head, scrambling her hair as casually as possible.

Hafidz who was sitting on the left side of the girl could only wipe Gita's hand, giving her strength. He felt sorry for the Gita, let alone seeing Indra's treatment so sweet.

Why the hell is Bang Indra just now doing this to me? Once we can't possibly unite. Shouted Gita in the heart.

"Sorry Bang, I want to go to the room first, tomorrow there is a test because" said Gita reasoned. Even though tomorrow there is no test or anything, even the lecture just left noon, but in order to avoid Indra, he chose to lie.

"Oh okay, study diligently yes," again Indra made the heart of Gita collapsed into pieces, no matter what the meaning of the words. Does Indra consider Gita a little girl who needs encouragement from him.

Gita simply nodded, then left them in the living room.

Gita sighed repeatedly as she reached the room. Laying down on the bed while staring at the ceiling. A few seconds later the girl shook her head, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Huhf, I don't know how my life will be the next day if I see him continue." He muttered while shaking his head again.

"Indra, Indra! Why should I fall in love with you?" mumbling again.

"Why do you have to ask me to do that anyway? I feel so flattered. Heart, Lo how the hell is he just ngange Lo rich his own sister not more, huhf!"

"Have they come home?" ask Gita when she finds out who went into her room.

"Yes just now, I told nginep here do not want to, he said to want to nginep in the house of Indra," replied Hafidz who had entered the room.

Gita got up, looking at Hafidz who kept walking towards her.

"Laper Bang, it turns out that heartbreak also needs energy" he chanted.

"Eat the laper, there is still plenty of food downstairs" said Hafidz.

Gita looked at the clock on the wall of her room.

"Bah malem Bang, yes, fear," he whined.

Hafidz clucked, then exited the room first followed by the Gita.

It turned out that not only Gita who ate dinner, but Hafidz also ate with his twin sister. They enjoy eating while chatting casually, forgetting that the night is getting late.

"Why are you still hanging out in the kitchen? Not sleeping?" ask Mama who just entered the dining room with an empty bottle.

"Why is the clock not sleeping yet, Tumben? Usually at nine o'clock was sleepy," Gita actually asked back.

"Mama is thirsty, the water in the room is running out" replied the mother.

Hafidz kicked Gita's leg under the table, then glanced at her.

Gita laughs after getting a kick on her leg, "Sorry Ma forgot, newlyweds. Ih Mama was found out," her chirps widened her laughter.

Again Hafidz kicked his twin leg down there, hoping to stop his act of teasing Mama.

"What the hell are you talking about Git? Mama doesn't understand, ah, Mama wants to go back to the room again." Mama left them both with a little shame.

"Please Ma, continue, Ma, let me have a grandpa," Gita giggled as she said this, she knew her mother still heard but deliberately did not reply to her words.

"Don't be the Deck, Kasian Mama. Must have been embarrassed earlier, I already gave the code to diem nyerocos aja night," protested Hafidz.

"Ih, funny know that Bang Godain Mama, that's what you saw Mama's face was rich in boiled crabs, so I'm all tempted," Gita again chuckled as she imagined her face before leaving the dining room.

While on the other hand, Mama sighed repeatedly when she reached the room.

"Why baby?" ask the husband who continues to pay attention to his wife's movements.

"No Mas, there was a Gita with Hafidz in the kitchen," he replied and handed him the drinking water he had just taken.

"Digodain with Gita, shame me Mas,"

The husband chuckled at the words of Mama who said she was ashamed of her own daughter.

"Shame to be ashamed anyway? Same kid himself?" tanyakanya.

"If so, Gita is good," complained Mama.

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