Langinese. Me, You, and a Wound

John and his Plan

Mata Keysa bought a little when he realized there was Aunt Sarra and Om Alex who joined, also with Jo? Oh God ... For what reason is this guy really in his house?

Keysa blinked a few times, rubbed his eyes, then blinked again like he could not believe it. But the result remains the same, Jo's appearance even now approaches Om Alex, who is of Italian descent with a slim fit shirt and pants over the ankles combined with slip-on shoes.

Her hair was combed back, focusing on the spoon in both hands. Looks cold and charming that makes it difficult for anyone to believe that he is gay.

"The way to look is always dong, brother!"

El who spoke, his voice was hardened as intentionally for everyone to hear. His eyes glanced at Jo followed by lips that intermittently even dabbled indistinctly.

Key suddenly stared intently, putting on a half-threatening face at his sister, as he kicked El under the table. But basically Elsa, her sister even grimaced in pain but not enough to lick her mouth to be silent.

"Sister Jo turns out to look around a little similar to people El knows, deh."

"You know me."

The answer is no matter what it is, it can be judged as not connected or insolent even. Elsa has been with Jo for a long time since she knew her sister had a crush on this guy. Stalking his Ig, add his fb, and other social media, although also have to be extra patient can only be stalked back.

But more fittingly that answer could include progress, than Jo not answering? El was more excited.

Food until left with a mouth can not be separated from long speech and questions like journalists. Keysa until running out of ways to threaten his sister, delikan width actually responded to a mocking smile from El. Mama, Papa, and Jo's family are more busy with eating even though they occasionally participate.

"They're both adults, I'm interested in matching them."

Keysa looked down, trying to hide a face that might have been flushed, as more and more of the conversation around him felt more frightening.

"If I depend on the children, Sa. But Keysa seems interested in Jo."

Keysa coughed, for whatever it was, it was no secret. Elsa herself irritated him quickly justifying. As a result, Keysa lowered his head to the point that his body resembled a bow. Not only his family knows.

Aunty Sarra and Om Alex may know first when Keysa secretly approached the family Jo first, not infrequently even trying to keep each girl close to Jo.

"Oh yeah, if Jo's gonna like it, he's not, Honay."

Jo glanced at Key and the girl suddenly changed her line of sight, even turning to pretend to drink. Everyone now seemed commanded by looking at each other.

"Why should you ask me? Isn't your goal indeed to propose to him for me?"

The reflex of the water that had just entered became compressed and unexpectedly gushed towards Jo. Key quickly took a tissue, wiped his mouth and nose. It feels like there are thousands of ants suddenly filling the nostrils, itching is also mixed with heat. He sneezes and occasionally coughs.

Mama takes the tissue, but leaves it to Jo to wipe her own face. The guy had groaned while glancing at Key several times, looks once if holding in anger. Keysa himself is actually also more convinced that his hatred Jo doubled on him.

"Sorry-sorry, Jo. You're all right, aren't you?"

Ah Keysa wants to ask, she's normal, right? This guy should be honest and rejects outright.

"So nice and you didn't change clothes, now it's a mess. Get changed first!"

Mama hinted with her eyes. Key quickly complies with unclear ringisan. Jo was still busy wiping his face, while Om Alex and Aunt Sarra sometimes rubbed him.

His cousin is five years old and early next year will enter elementary school after baptism, although a few months after his birth Joshua has undergone his own baptism, but like tradition or whatever. Oma's family knew there was a re-baptism and would end up being cared for or educated by Oma until the age of fifteen.

Keysa himself used to experience the same thing, to the point that Papa was desperate to stay at Oma's house. The reason is especially if Papa is not like glue while he stamps.

They educated him at once with Opa Luke who became Oma's brother. Moreover, Papa used to be only a traveling fried rice seller who could sell anywhere. Only Mama who had to go far and keep his shop accompanied by Papa's brother, Lixam Werdana who has now worked in Papa stalls after the catfish pecel business was opened.

After changing clothes and taking a shower, Keysa returned. He saw Lian as he arrived at the dining room. His eyes collided with the man. He just looked away with a sudden clumsy feeling.

He sat down and stood a little far apart. Now there is only one seat that is still empty, that was Keysa occupied. Papa would usually let his workers eat together, but this time apparently Lian just passed by and Papa did not offer at all. Keysa sat down without asking anything. He read the prayer and ate his dinner just like that.

"Well, she didn't eat Ma, Pa?" El asked, he chewed casually. Jo was busy eating as if there was no one around. His clothes still looked wet, and it was clear that the water Keysa had sprayed was quite a lot.

Key wet his lips by choosing to drink while secretly sharpening his hearing even though he acted as if he did not care.

"Lian's coming home just a prayer permit, Honey. All taking skewers, he's also been eating at the stall."

Pause for a moment, then engrossed in eating again and Papa said, "After all he is a Muslim, papa does not want anyone to misunderstand. Fears the mind of people who mess around and think our food has a mixture of pigs."

Papa began wiping his lips with tissue after drinking, preparing to end the meal. Jo and her family had gone first, while Mama had now begun to compose the dishes.

"Loh, the food is separated, Pa. The cooking method is also distinguished. Here too there is Mama who eats special like this chicken and fish, and Lian it ..."

El's sentence was cut off by Mama's movement who directly thrust the plate at El to be taken to the kitchen. Key helped, and when he finished the last dishwashing, he quickly joined his family again if only he did not feel a hand pulling him and pushed his body to the side of the wall.

Key's movement was limited and he had not had time to protest his eyes bought first when he realized who had pushed him, he was apparently Jo? Their distance is only a few cent. Keysa could even smell the man's scent, a bit like cinnamon mixed with a man's cologne.

"Finally it worked too. After approaching me here and there you get what you want. I thought you were quite stopped after meeting me with Maxe at that time, but apparently you even benefit my family. I should have realized this was already a long time ago. I want my family because you want me to be your girlfriend, right. I'm being ..."

Bla-bla-bla. Without a shady aling-aling Jo has invaded Keysa with words that increasingly make the girl's mouth choking. Eyes buying. He knows enough where Jo's talking is going, but what right is the guy now judging him so clearly?

"It has nothing to do with this matchmaking, gu-gue—"

"All right!"

Jo's hand shook in front of Key's face, almost hitting the girl's cheek even. Keysa biting her lips held back the growl to the point that she felt it starting to get salty because of the blood.

"If you're not the one to help me meet ama Maxe, I'm already shy lo from earlier. But you take it easy, I have a better plan than that, Candidate Fiance."

Jo drew closer to Key's ear as he said his last sentence. Keysa is anxious that no one will see him, nor his family and Jo's family. It could be more runnyam than before. He immediately stomped on Jo's feet, pushed his body and left.

He heard Jo curse, but let him. He's too upset!

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Well lo, who is suru ngeselin😆