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Hanung's Fuck

Renzana Alcatraz

My apartment bell rang while I was still busy cooking capcay in the kitchen. Who comes to visit before the Mahgrib like this? I didn't have many friends until I was going to see you at my apartment. Maybe even one or two of my office friends. They rarely visit in the evening. The only person who could do anything was Hanung. The man has been here since 04:30 this afternoon.

With a slight haste, I turned off the stove and half ran towards the front. Before opening it, I peeked through the door hole. A bob-haired woman on the shoulders in a white jeans suit and a matching color bomber jacket stood her back to the door. He looked dizzy like he was making sure of something on his screen.

Kanya's? What is that woman doing in front of my apartment?

Without opening the door, I ran looking for Hanung. I'm sure that man must have told Kanya to come here.

"Lo tell Kanya to come here?" I asked when Hanung had just come out of the bathroom after taking the ablution water.

"Yes, let you get closer. Abis time ask for help do not buy food anyway? You cook a lot too, right?" hanung said without feeling guilty. He was actually proud of his idea of calling Kanya who felt the brightest.

"Don't you tell me anyway?"

"Well, how the hell? He said you want to know him? Let's get more familiar. Don't you know what I'm doing to let him come here? It's not easy, my Bro."

"Yes at least ask my opinion first dong!" I said I was getting upset because Hanung didn't understand my position after the incident.

Did he not think about how awkward I was after being unprofessional, when he found out Kanya contacted Putra at the airport? I just crammed like a child and silenced the woman just because of jealousy. And now, Hanung suddenly asked him to come under the pretext of asking for his title to be escorted here.

Damn it was the father of one of those kids. If only there were no Abi, I would have invited him to a duel.

"Then ask your opinion. I am the one shopping for this. I love who I want to eat. Just walk there and open the door."

"No, you're the one who opens."

"Where is Al Dol. You have a house."

"Wouldn't you tell him to come here?"

"Udah adzan. Poor virgin child you let stand in front of it. I used to have three rakaat with Abi."

Hanung really intended to prank me. He immediately invited Abi to enter the room that I purposely functioned as a place of worship. Even little Abi teased me before following his father who had entered first.

Shit, it's fucking Hanung.

The bell still rings. This time there was even a knock on the door. After adjusting my breath so as not to look nervous and trying as natural as maybe not knowing the arrival of Kanya, I just opened the door with a shocked expression that I obviously made up. However, a surprised expression was precisely imprinted clearly on Kanya's face. It seemed like she was also a victim of Hanung's frown.

"Mas Al's... Araz's? Why would... Kok.." said Kanya even to the point of confusion had to respond how when I appeared from behind the door.

"I live here. And you..."

"Ah, Mas Hanung ask to deliver her boarding to."

"Oh, come in yuk. It's not good that a virgin at this hour is still outside the house. Hanung is still with Abi."

Like me, Kanya also looks awkward when dealing with me. I can't even imagine what he had in mind about me, when this embarrassing incident happened this afternoon. Heh, even now I only realized that my silence on Kanya was really embarrassing.

"Ehm, I'm nitip this for Mas Hanung. I think I say yes, Mas," he refused as if avoiding an atmosphere that might be increasingly unpleasant.

"But Mas..."

"Not come on!" Threatening Hanung stops Kanya's intention to return home. "Lo also how Raz, instead of being told to enter was even left standing in front of the door. I want you to call..."

"Eits, don't macem-macem you're the same me! I asked him to come in too. You're the one who suddenly pops up ruining the atmosphere."

Before the debate got longer, I chose to enter the apartment. Continuing my cooking activities that have not even been completed due to the sudden arrival of Kanya.

***

Hanung's frenzy continues. After inviting Kanya over for dinner without my consent, the father of one child called me to take Kanya home. With reason, Abi had already slept well. It's a pity to take Kanya first.

It's not that I refused, it's just that I was worried that Kanya was uncomfortable with Hanung's movements being too obvious. Okay, I did ask him to match up with Kanya, but at least in an elegant way. Not a high school-like approach. Times like that have been missed. Oh shit, I didn't even think of a way to get close to that woman.

"I can take a taxi or ojek online kok Mas."

"I'll take it. The danger of girls coming home alone" I said as soon as Hanung expressed his objection to driving Kanya home. Although the flood did not stagnate in the area where I lived, it still did not deserve to make Kanya go home alone. "Sori ya Nya, Hanung sometimes if the prank likes to be excessive."

We walked down the lonely apartment hallway to the elevator located at the very end. Sometimes the short-haired woman tightened her jacket. Maybe to dispel the cold due to the rain that began to fall slowly.

"I've memorized Mas Hanung's habits. Guess he was the intention from the beginning that his goal would ask Mas Araz to send me back," said Kanya no longer feel awkward since chatting many things in the kitchen earlier. "Do you not conspire?"

"Where is. If I conspire with him who has taken you to a more decent place, not to my apartment."

"What place is Mas Araz not worth?"

"It's not what I mean either. How is it clear. Hm... In a place where the food is more delicious maybe, romantic, and not just eat capcay."

Kanya smiled at my words and showed me a paper bag containing churros. "But I love Mas Araz's cooking."

"It's not a trick let me make you every day, is it?"

"Haha... Not Mas, but if Mas Araz will not refuse."

"Eat him, so my wife if she wants to be cooked every day," my god made Kanya's cheeks blush.

I knew she was uncomfortable every time I talked about marriage, but seeing her misbehave always made me want to tease her.

"Mas Araz loves to seduce me" he said later when he heard me laugh.

"Yes His business, who knows you will accept my offer," I said still with a laugh. Kanya's face is getting blustery.

Ting...

Our conversation stopped when the elevator door opened. Even though we went down to the basement, there were a lot of things we talked about. The distance between us is getting smaller.

Kanya's business will accept me or not, I won't think about it now. Most importantly make Kanya feel comfortable near me. Merely, the thing that I will not forget, there is still someone who lives within his head. Even his heart.