I Love You, Sir
27.
After a tearful drama at the mall, Shandy reluctantly returns to the boutique. He asked Dirga to take him around. He was also lazy to go home. His feelings are still a death.
He knew it was just his one-sided frustration. He was upset because his mother met the family of her ex-lover. He was upset because my mother didn't talk about such an important thing. He believes the promise was not made suddenly today given how busy the mother is.
“So where are you going? Or just muters?” Dirga asked while glancing at Shandy at a glance. The girl's eyes still looked a little swollen. And don't forget his nose is still red.
“Whatever where to go. Again there is no purpose,” said Shandy. His eyes were still on the street in front of them.
Dirga nodded slowly. Again, he heard Shandy's phone ringing. But the girl still seemed reluctant to grab her phone in the bag.
“Do not want to be lifted that call? Later worry you.”
Shandy exhaled loudly before grabbing his phone inside the bag. He finally answered a call that was somehow to how many times it was.
“Honey where are you anyway? Mother of the phone from earlier why not lifted? Said bi Ijah you also have not reached home. Did you go to the boutique? Ma'am Dewi said you went straight away as soon as you heard your mother out for lunch. This where the hell are you? Same who?”
Sentence by sentence worried immediately sprayed by mother. Shandy had not even said a single word. He just listened to mom.
Instead of answering the phone, he handed his phone to Dirga who was met with a confused look by the man.
Whahuh?The man asked in a soft voice. Shandy was silent and still had not pulled his hand. He pulled the car over and grabbed the phone. He put it in his ear and started talking.
“Good afternoon aunt. It's Dirga.”
“Lho Dirga? Shandy is with you?” Ask the mother who was surprised because it was Dirga who raised his call.
“So accidentally met at aunty mall. It's about to take Shandy road. Mumpung is still afternoon. Sorry aunty did not ngabarin first.”
I heard a sigh of relief across the phone. “Iya Dirga's. Aunty is relieved because Shandy is with you. Please take care of Shandy. Sorry to bother.”
Dirga smiled little. “Same is not aunty. Dirga is also relaxed. Then Dirga's phone closes yes.” And the call was cut off.
Dirga returned Shandy's phone without saying anything. He returned to run his car through the city traffic.
The car is not necessarily moving in direction. Until Shandy felt they were on a tour of Jakarta. He doesn't dispute that. He loved this silence. Only the sound of car coolers and radio broadcasters were very excited.
The car starts to swallow and enters the residential area. Luxury housing in South Jakarta area. Housing is famous for its fantastic price and its residents are also no less extraordinary. Ranging from celebrities to high-ranking state officials live in that housing.
The car continued to run until it arrived in front of a multi-storey house with a towering black fence. The house was one of the most magnificent compared to the other houses.
The fence automatically opens when Dirga presses one of the buttons on her phone. It seems to be directly connected to the fence of the house.
Shandy doesn't seem to have to ask who this is. And it's true. As soon as the car entered the yard, it was seen Aunt Diah who was busy drinking tea and reading a magazine on the front porch.
His face looked very surprised when he saw Shandy and Dirga getting out of the car. Even more surprised to see the appearance of Shandy who was still wearing a uniform. As soon as he faced head-on, he also saw Shandy's eyes slightly swollen as if he was crying.
“Hai darling. Come on in first, let's chat inside.” Aunt Diah grabs Shandy's shoulder and invites him into the house.
The situation in Dirga's house is no less magnificent than the outside. If the outside there is a large black fence and sturdy, then the inside is dominated by white and gold. A set of white sofa in the middle of the living room. Not to mention the crystal chandelier that stood out in the room.
To the left of the sofa is a buffet containing many photo albums of various colors. While right on the front wall of the sofa there is a giant size photo containing portraits of Dirga with his father, mother and brother that Shandy had never met.
Aunt Diah invites Shandy to sit on one of the long sofas and asks their housekeeper for a sweet treat. Dirga himself chose to sit on a single sofa in front of them.
“So, want to tell aunt what is this? Why is Shandy still in his school uniform and your eyes are swollen? You had a fight with Dirga?”
Dirga glared towards the mother. Why is he being blamed? He was the one who helped the girl.
Aunt Diah nodded slowly. He re-embraced Shandy's shoulder and stroked her slowly. Dirga himself only saw their interactions in silence.
“Oh yes, where did you meet? Or indeed go home together?” Aunt Diah asked as she looked at Dirga.
Dirga glanced at Shandy for a moment, as if asking if he could tell the mother who answered a small nod by Shandy. “Gak bun's. I went back to school and went to the mall. We kept separating because he had other needs. And once Dirga wants to go home to Shandy.” She thinks her mother just needs to know that. He was worried that he was thinking no-no when he met Shandy who was chaotic and busy crying in the middle of a crowded mall visitors.
Aunt Diah nodded in understanding. At that time, their household assistants brought a bowl of chocolate pudding with cherry toppings that looked very tempting to the eye.
“Ayo Shandy, eaten yes. It was made by auntie herself. Maybe it does not taste as sweet as your favorite because Dirga does not like sweet. Better to eat with cherry.”
Shandy smiled and grabbed the small bowl. He immediately spooned the pudding along with a piece of cherry into his mouth. Right said aunt Diah. This is not as sweet as what bi Ijah or his mother usually make. But the taste of the legit cherry makes the pudding feel very legit. Not sweet but still fun.
“Where? Tastier? Hope you like ya.”
Shandy nodded slowly and smiled looking at Aunt Diah. “It's delicious. Feels fitting. Not too sweet but still fun on the tongue.”
Aunt Diah smiled broadly. “Thank God that Shandy likes.”
Aunt Diah looked back at DIrga. “So where were you going? Mommy is not sure if your initial destination is to this house.”
Dirga smiled widely. “So just muter-muter aja bun, no purpose. Suddenly we got close to home. Yaudah Dirga turn.”
“Udah farewell to aunt Liliana yet? Later you will be mistaken for his son again,” sahut aunt Diah while looking at Dirga suspiciously.
“Udah dong. Dirga himself talked to Aunt Liliana and said that Shandy is with me.”
“Means Shandy's mother doesn't know you're here yet? Let your mother phone all have dinner together,” he said while reaching for a phone that was at the guest table.
Not yet had time to find a number on his phone, Aunt Diah looked back at Shandy. “Eh, but Shandy want to have dinner here?” Aunt Diah asked as she looked at Shandy expectantly.
“Shandy follow what mom says aja.” And a bright smile was immediately imprinted on Aunt Diah's face.
“Yaudah, auntie phone your mother first. And Dirga, take Shandy to the guest room next to yours. The one on the 1st floor is still not cleaned because.”
Dirga nodded and immediately got out of his chair. “Come,” take him to Shandy who makes the girl stand up and follow Dirga's steps to the 2nd floor of the luxury house.
They entered a room that was the main guest room.The room was spacious but simple. Not many ornaments and colors are taken the majority of white.
“You can rest until dinner. My room is right next to this room. If there is anything, call. I stay yes.”
Dirga was already about to leave when he felt his backside shirt pulled smooth. He immediately turned his head and Shandy lowered his head while clasping his shirt.
“What's up? Anything you need?”
Shandy nodded weakly. “Thank you for not saying everything. And thanks for bringing me here.”
Dirga smiled slightly hearing Shandy's tweet. “If you want the right thanks, lifted his head dong. Not very polite like that.”
Shandy immediately raised his head and a kiss was obtained at the top of his head. “Sama-sama Shandy. I'm glad I found you. I can't imagine anyone else finding you.”
Shandy widened his eyes with the spontaneous action of Dirga. But somehow he refused to let go. He enjoyed how the man had kissed his head softly, how now the hand was embracing his waist and the scent of perfume that was oozing out from such a close distance.
“Rest yes. I stay first.” And Dirga came out of the room leaving Shandy with his red face and a heart that was too tight.
