Just One Feeling's

Listen to Me First

The clock shows at 17:00 WIB. Where a very hot day will really pass. Tiring days will be replaced with rest. Completing a job or even fruitful, is the main thing. Because after finishing everything, the body and mind, can really rest normally.

Same with Secretary Chan. All of his important matters today, had been finished quickly. Far from too late. And of course, at the right time.

His car was parked in front of the coffee shop. It is predictable to the human mind that he will buy coffee. Yeah, of course you are. No need to argue anymore about that goal.

"Thank you, and enjoy." (say the male salesman with a smile)

Secretary Chan received a coffee cup. And paid. Without poking her words or returning her smile. Secretary Chan rushed into his car.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, brother."

Meta spread a smile to him.

"Not long. And I should be the one to thank."

"For?"

"For you, mas. Because, today, you've been twice back and forth to where I work. You are so busy."

Secretary Chan simply drew a smile line on his lips slightly. Then, he started sipping his coffee. And, after his coffee was almost finished, he put it down.

"Why is it closed?"

Meta questions Secretary Chan why he shut all his car windows. Instead of getting an answer, Meta was faced with circumstances that made him confused.

Upon seeing, Secretary Chan's hand began to move towards him. Meta is getting made clunky. After Secretary Chan grabbed his body.

The deg!

Meta's heart is racing. Same with someone who hugged him. Meta feels the heartbeat of Secretary Chan who is just as fast in racing.

Not lingering in hugging, Secretary Chan let go. There was something else in his brain.

The deg!

Both Meta eyeballs glared perfectly. Feeling something chewy touch and feel swiping on his lips.

"Mppphhh..."

Only that voice was capable of Meta releasing. He could have rebelled to escape. I don't know why his body doesn't approve of it. It was as if his brain and body were unable to cooperate under such circumstances.

Plumphs.

Secretary Chan stopped him.

"I'm sorry, brother?"

Meta and Secretary Chan were really faced with an awkward atmosphere. It's just that Secretary Chan was able to cover it up.

Meta just nodded. He really doesn't know what's going on with him. Not knowing what to do and not. Or maybe he is not fully aware.

Then Secretary Chan picked up the rest of his coffee and got out of the car. He dumped the rest of his coffee in a public trash can near his car. Meta looked at Secretary Chan from within. Then he lowered his head. Seeing Secretary Chan get back in the car.

"I'll take you home."

......................

While in the main room, Kumala and Arga were watching television together. Sitting close to Arga's right hand, he grabbed Kumala's shoulder.

Suddenly the main door opened without knocking or pressing the bell first.

"Eh, sorry om, aunt. We just went in just like hell."

Raditya is speaking. Looks like he and Rossie are not feeling well. They are used to going in. Remember there was no Arga and Kumala in that house. It has become a habit until now.

Kumala was certainly smiling looking at their clumsy behavior.

"No problem. Sit down."

Kumala told Raditya and Rossie to sit down with her and her husband. Arga didn't respond to anything. In fact, he did not let go of his right hand that was embracing Kumala. And as for him who does not speak in one word, it is indeed himself.

Rarely talk. Or maybe you don't like talking that's not important. And maybe it's his unopened attitude that makes anyone feel bad if they meet him.

Yes, and ninety-five percent odds are true. Whoever the person is, if it finds the opponent facing or the interlocutor is not in the safe zone, it will definitely feel uncomfortable. And inevitably have to adjust. Same with Raditya and Rossie.

"No, aunt. We just want to take this." (say Rossie)

Arga looked interested and had a quick glance. Kumala scrunched her forehead. Look at the plastic bag in Rossie's hand. Rossie immediately explained without having to be asked first.

"Today, we went on a trip to Bandung. And Andin asked me to buy this. This is a traditional dish typical of Bandung. He said Andin liked it. Therefore, he forced me to buy it for him."

"And he said, if I don't buy him, he'll persuade Bang Ziban not to give me any more money as usual."

"Good night, ladies and gentlemen."

Greet Secretary Chan who was already among them. Kumala and Arga nodded.

"I'm sorry, I have permission to see young master Ziban."

Arga took off his right hand which was embracing Kumala's shoulder. Then he swung his hand forward. Let Secretary Chan do what he wants to come to his house. And was immediately understood by Secretary Chan. He went up to Andin and Ziban's room.

"Sit down."

Kumala's orders for the second time. Rossie and Raditya sit down with Kumala and Arga.

"What do you want to drink?" (chap Kumala)

"Ah, not aunt. No need to bother."

This time, Raditya answered. Rossie said Raditya. But, Arga glanced at the two of them.

"If you're thirsty, say it."

"Coffee. With sugar, one teaspoon is more than half. Stirring coffee and sugar, should be seven times stirring. And it has to rotate from left to right. If it is wrong, it will feel different. Oh yes, and also cake brownies." (Raditya replied quickly and smoothly)

Rossie elbowed Raditya's arm hard.

"Beb, what are you saying. You're like a message to a waiter. It seems, Andin's papa is offended. You die. I'm not following along, yeah." (whispers)

"Really, I wasn't aware, beb." (reply)

Totally beyond Rossie's expectations. Arga called one of his servants. And told him to bring coffee and cake brownies as Raditya said. Including dose, how to stir, and how many times stir.

Raditya whispered to Rossie.

"It turns out, Andin's papa wasn't what we thought."

Rossie responded.

"Eat it, you can't su'udzon."

Hearing Rossie's whisper, Raditya narrowed his eyes. Grumbling in the heart.

Weren't you the su'udzon first, beb.

Kumala kept watching the two of them. What a ridiculous couple. Three words came to his mind. He also began to look for topics of conversation. While waiting for Andin who will soon go down. Kumala knows that.

Because it's dinner time. Andin and Ziban often spend time alone in the room alone. Arga and Kumala understand that. But, if it was time to eat, they would gather into one.

"Pronounce three words if you hear the name Ziban?"

Yep. Kumala finally found a topic of conversation. Arga, Rossie, and Raditya look enthusiastic. Like, not hesitating to answer.

"He's an understanding brother." (said Rossie)

Raditya also commented on Rossie.

"Dark, beb. That's five words. Aunt Kumala only wants three words."

Rossie didn't take it for granted.

"Even the millions of poems in the book, are incapable of telling the story of Bang Ziban."

Kumala smiled. And this time, Arga also smiled faintly. Kumala awaits an answer from Raditya. He immediately answered without hesitation.

"Arogan, haughty, conceited." (he said)

Everyone chuckles at Raditya's answer. Three words mean one. Arga was the one who looked the most chuckled. Heard her daughter-in-law was being vilified. He thought it was funny.

It was time for Arga to answer.

"He's that..."

"Bag!!!"

"Bag!!!"

"Yahoo!!!"

"Listen to me first!!!"

Arga, Kumala, Rossie and Raditya were shocked. Seeing Ziban walk so fast with Secretary Chan behind him. And followed by Andin who was in a frenzy chasing after him while crying incessantly.

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