I'm Not Tarzan

38. Winking.

Ginsul swallowed the last ciki in his mouth. Looking blankly at the dark front yard of the House, while the overhead porch lights are not enough to illuminate the roots of the Mango Tree in front of him.

"Ginsul's."

Ginsul quickly looked.

"Yes Nek." Small smile.

"Wouldn't you just go home? since the afternoon you've been waiting for Tama." Nek Imah looked at the courtyard of his House.

Sighs back to see Ginsul.

"It's okay, Grandma." Ginsul smiled broadly.

"Maybe Tama will be home soon, Grandma will sleep first" he said again. Since this afternoon Nek Imah accompanied him to talk waiting for Tama.

It looks like Nek Imah is breathing out.

"Really, it's okay?"

Ginsul nodded slowly.

"Yes already, Grandma's in first."

Ginsul nodded again, Nek Imah stroked his head.

Pay attention to Nek Imah's steps so that it is not visible behind the bedroom curtains.

His face was back to the front. While his hand squeezed the empty chiki wrap.

Several rows of empty ciki wraps were also slung near his feet.

His eyes stared at the chaos in the courtyard of the House, like wanting to penetrate it to find out the whereabouts of Tama who had not returned.

His concern was also addressed to the large Stems of Mango Trees.

The feeling in the heart that had been so agitated and disappointed, as depicted on the large trunk.

But there is also a sense of longing that climbs slowly to the tip of the branch.

His fear began to hope. A sudden scream in the distance, a cry that He knew very well and made his eyes sparkle waiting for the sound that was approaching. Keep approaching with moving branches and leaves. Then with a single swing a figure jumped and stood in front of him. Like Tarzan seeing his girlfriend.

Ginsul threw away the ciki wrap in her hand, sighing.

The Mango Tree in front of him was like no one was moving even by the night wind.

His eyes also saw where Tama often parked the Motor if new comes after duty.

But only dark on dry land visible to him.

Ginsul breathed in annoyance. Looking at her wrists, where a tiny clock was circling her.

The promise he made with Tama has crossed the line that both agreed. Tama has not returned yet.

The sound of shaking and ringing in the small bag made him just stare again at the trunk of the Mango Tree, like lazy to see his Mobile. Since then his sister told him to go home through WA chat or Callingan.

Slowly chortling, leaning his head against the sopa..Look on agitated and disappointed.

Banyang face Grandpa and Grandma who was waiting for him was like teasing in his restless eyes.

"Had Grandma made you food and drink."

His Grandmother's voice was in her ear when she called to inform him of her arrival with Tama this afternoon.

However it seemed like his Grandpa and Grandma had fallen asleep at this moment.

Ginsul covered the clock in her hand with the fingers of her right hand. Covering up tiny needles that tick more and more night.

Slowly closing her eyes, expelling the sense in her troubled heart of the evil faces of her unkind prejudice against Tama.

He just wants to believe in the love in his heart that speaks in the midst of anxiety, that Tama is on duty at this time.

And will be back home soon.

Tama's flirtatious face and flickering twinkled on both of her closed eyelids.

Feels so pleasing, feels flirtatious happy feeling his heart.

"Ginsul's."

Ginsul opened his eyes in surprise.

"Wouldn't you wait inside?"

"It's okay, Grandma, Ginsul's here." Ginsul did not expect Nek Imah to see him again.

"Grandmother just rest Nek," he said seeing drowsiness on Nek Imah's face.

Nek Imah sighed.

"Yes, if you're going home just close the door from the outside." Nek Imah smiled as she returned to her room.

Ginsul followed him with a smile and a look.

Then back to leaning his head, staring at the large trunk of the Mango Tree. Deep in his heart and mind he hoped Tama would soon be seen from behind.

Slowly looking at the clock in his hand, covering his mouth that would evaporate. His eyes glazed over after he yawned.

"Tama, where are you currently Tama?" Tanya was sad. His face was troubled.

Immediately pick up the wrappers near his feet, then put them into an empty ciki pack. Then hold it by standing.

Approaching the Mango Tree. His eyes looked up and around him. His heart was afraid of the dark. Quickly put the ciki wrap into the garbage sack behind the Mango Tree, which this afternoon was placed Nek Imah when finished sweeping the yard.

With a little running back down. Look into the House.

Immediately standing up, the sound of the motor sounded approaching. His teeth were also seen to be welcoming. But back inside his lips.

The sound of the approaching motor, the sound of Pak Amin Motorcycle.

Ginsul stood holding the small Bag of his shoulder in front of the body, with a tense face hoping he misheard the sound of a loud Exhaust approaching.

The blurry light behind the Mango Tree was visible.

Ginsul's tense countenance turned grim, It wasn't Tama who came as her heart had just hoped.

But the wild Ninja Tree incarnation came.

Ginsul saw the door of the House, then immediately closed it. Suddenly he thought he wanted to go home soon.

"Yes!"

"Did Tama not go back to Ginsul yet?"

Mr. Amin's question made him more agitated and suspicious. Wasn't Mr Amin with Tama all day?.

The feeling in his heart also grew furious to see the ringis on Mr. Amin's lips.

"Sir Amin how? Should Tama be with Mr Amin?" Ginsul stared darkly at Mr. Amin's mustache. Mr. Amin's black jungle looks like a flying bat, making him shudder in fear and eager to hit it.

"Yiyyyy! It's been since the afternoon! We're delaying downloading because of the rain."

Ginsul stared in disbelief.

"I'm here to tell him that tomorrow is for early duty!" Obviously Mr. Amin again.

"But Sir?" Ginsul looked at the sofa where he was sitting. Like a witness who has been waiting for.

"Yiyyyy! Play where else is he?" Mr. Amin was grumbling.

Ginsul clenched his lips back to ask, the sound of Motor approaching.

"Yes!" fun.

"Yiyyy! Yep!" Mr. Amin called out as if to welcome.

Tama stops the motor in front of Ginsul.

"Your name?" Ginsul stared at the love of the face he had been waiting for.

"Where are you Tama?" Mr. Amin ignited his Kretek.

Smiling with both.

"My motor broke down sir" he said by getting off the bike.

"Yalyyyy!" Mr. Amin is in disbelief.

"I've sent you a message" Tama said to Ginsul, who looked suspiciously and pouted.

"What?" Ginsul by opening his little bag.

Tama widened her lips.

"Yes!"

"Yes, Sir! I've read Mr. Amin's message!" Tama looked at the smoky face of Mr. Amin Kretek.

Mr. Amin sucked back his Cretek. Tama immediately pulled Ginsul's hand to walk to the terrace of the House.

"Yalyyyy!" Mr. Amin was like sneering. Turning Motor.

Tama and Ginsul turned their heads, the sound of a conch horn sounding slashing through the ears.

"Gins heavy rain, I can just send a message to you earlier," explained Tama saw the face of Ginsul illuminated by the Mobile screen.

"I thought it was my sister," Ginsul explained. Regretting attitude.

Ginsul observes Tama's face with unraveling hair.

Tama smiled sweetly.

Ginsul lowered his gaze, his cheeks felt at the touch of a fingers.

"Since then I've been waiting for you" he said with a taste of rambutan cook in the heart. His smile spread in his ginsul's teeth.

"Since then I have been restless thinking about you Gins" said Tama touching Ginsul's other cheek with one more hand.

Ginsul stared slowly. Tama's smile looks so sweet adding flavor to her heart. Her heart was beating softly, rustling beautifully .

"When do you see the restlessness I'm sitting on the couch, Tama?" His lips almost quivered.

His eyes were closed, Tama's face was getting closer to his face.

Both surprised.

Tama removed both fingers from Ginsul's cheeks.

Ginsul directly saw the mobile.

Then look at Tama.

"Tama I have to go home" he said as if in a hurry.

"Yes Gins, it's almost late." Tama seems to understand.

"I'll ...."

"Don't Tama, my father is waiting for me behind the house" Ginsul explained. Take off Tama's hand that will take her home.

Tama.

Ginsul's a sweet smile.

"I went home Tama" he said slowly.

Tama smiled nodded.

"Gins." A little step up.

Ginsul Flip the body of the grak!.

Tama blinked her right eye.

Ginsul chuckled, winking one eye back.

Then ran away cheerfully leaving Tama.

Tama sighed that had been thrilling his chest earlier.

"Yes!"

He turned his head, and immediately rushed into the house.

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