He's Not Mine

He's Not Mine
68. My Bestie



“What is this mbak? Who was it from?” ask Lita.


“Open up, it's from koh Benny, his friend mas Imam, his friend mas Suryo too!” answer his wife Suryo.


Lita opened the box, her mouth gaping in shock at the contents.


The glittering golden bracelet lifted Lita from her box, then watched her carefully, “ini gold is not it?”


“The letter is in the box, at the bottom. Try to see, is there?” his wife Suryo said.


Lita opened the box under the container of her bracelet, then took the letter under it and read it. “Eight grams, this must be really expensive! Not wrong with it?” Lita's eyes went around between me, Suryo and his wife.


“Rezeki, accept Ta!” I just smile.


“Oh yes, this one is for om Imam,” his wife Suryo gives a box that is bigger than the box for Lita.


“Wah, dapet also nih!” I received the box from his wife Suryo's hand.


“Who was the one who gave me?” Lita asked again.


“Good person,” replied Suryo. 


I peeked at the box, there was a necklace, a bracelet, a ring, an earring, all complete. I called koh Benny, long time unappointed, maybe he's busy.


“Ih, curious. Who the hell is giving? Why is he so good. I don't know you as a gini, so weird! Take a look at the box, Imam!” lita said while asking for the box I was holding. After I gave her, Lita opened it, her eyes bulging, her mouth growing open.


“What does kayak jewelry do for me?” I shrugged my shoulders.


“That marriage capital, can make mascawin. Do you not want to marry?” suryo Cibir. His wife patted Suryo's thigh, reminding.


“The jewelry is for anyone who will be his wife om Imam!” said Suryo's wife.


“Pak, I still don't believe in this. Must it be hoax or dream or imitation?” Lita put the two jewelry boxes on the table.


“Because I am a good person and get along with a good person, so get it. Just accept it. Oh yeah, if Lita and I get this, Dona's mom gets what?” my eyes went from Lita to his wife Suryo. Suryo's son was named Dona, so I called Suryo's wife Dona's mother.


“I get monthly from koh Benny,” wife Suryo show off her white teeth.


“Rezeki is a good person, like me and Lita. Dona's dad didn't get it, did he? Not a good group of people!” ledekku to Suryo.


Suryo rubbed his face, followed by the laughter of his wife and Lita.


“Say you want an event this afternoon, you're back there!” expel Suryo.


“Yuk, we're home!” take me to Lita.


“Kalo deket noisily, but if far later kangen you know!” suryo's wife smiled at our behavior.


“Pak, this is said for his friend Sir Suryo!” Lita pointed at the contents in her bag.


“Oh yes, this is for Frans. Sorry I couldn't meet in person. Don't be corrupted! The clock is two, the chronicle is three!” I gave Suryo a watch box.


“Jarumnya only the inventor? The battery is not included!” Suryo played both eyebrows.


“It looks like there is no battery, try commander check first. Later if there is a battery that imitation can be taken!” my reply.


“What the hell are you guys!” suryo's wife protested.


Lita looked at me holding back a laugh then hugged my left hand. 


“Sensor, there's Dona here. Go home!” Suryo's back to kick me out.


“OK, Miss Dona I received this parcel from koh Benny. Thank you for the trust that has come into my hands. Hopefully Miss Dona remains a good person so monthly from koh Benny does not break up. Don't go naughty like next to it. I say goodbye first, I will call koh Benny directly.” 


I stood up to meet Suryo's wife and son. When dealing with Suryo, he saluted, I saluted him and shook hands and clenched our hands and hugged. Suryo I've considered like a brother to myself even though he's annoying sometimes.


“We go to Hendrik Pak's house?” ask Lita when she's in the car. I replied with a nod of the head.


Hendrik's not home, probably preparing for my farewell at the base. I gave the parcel we had bought to Hendrik's wife. “This fishing rod that bang Hendrik wanted from the first, thanks to Om.”


“Iya. Sorry I can't stay long. Already awaited in the field.”


“Iya Om, mbak Lita enter first yes!” take Hendrik's wife.


“I also want to go home mbak, next time yes,” reject Lita.


 


I parked the vehicle in my mess parking lot. “This mess officer, never try to rampage here huh. Who has left!” I glanced at the beautiful figure beside me, her eyes glazed over.


“Don't be sad dong, son soldier must be strong and tough!” I said the same Lita, she shed tears.


“Could not be, I replaced someone else. So Mr. Imam stay here, let others go to Natuna!” lita Pinta.


I wiped the tears on Lita's cheek. “All are set up same boss. This process is also not easy.”


“Later if pak Imam met a suitable girl, marry only. Don't think about me!”


“Yang really? Can it be?”


“May the Imam get a beautiful wife like Utami, but rather tall again, not short. Can't wear sexy clothes like Utami's mbak, which surely he must be good and dear to the Imam!”


“Indeed Utami is sexy huh?”


“Yes, wear long but tight clothes. The skirt is long, but the sides are up to the thighs. Pake clothes must be buttoned on it dipake, cleavage everywhere! Gelay ...”


I laughed at Lita's opinion of Utami, “that's what I love most about Utami!” whispered slowly.


“Did, amit-amit! Basic perverted old man!” Lita nodded, I laughed even harder.


“I change clothes first yes, after this I take you home to boarding yes!”


“No need sir, I took ojek only. Now it's a really late afternoon, surely you are waiting for the boys in the field.”


“OK, be careful on the road yes. Sorry I can't stop. It's the last day we meet, tomorrow I go and I don't know when we'll see you again. Fine here, study diligently, hopefully quickly graduate his lecture with the best value.”


“Father said that again, I so cry again right!” Lita wiped her tears.


“So I have to say what?”


“Say that you are not leaving tomorrow. Stay with Lita here!”


“So much, army boys can't do that. Later if you have graduated, can try a second, career soldier. Be proud of your parents!”


“Father insulted, I can't run!”


“Learn run from now, run away from the fact that I will be a distant task tomorrow. Never knew me!”


“Pak, I ask you to not strip clothes? The name is ‘Imam’,” pinta Lita.


“Can't Be Taken. Lots of her attributes on that shirt. There is a prohibition to be used for civilian use.”


“I'm not using sir, definitely kegedean as well. Just keep it saved!”


“That's all right, that's enough, or want to ask for something else?”


“Kalo ask your heart can?"