LOLLIPOPS

LOLLIPOP 19

Today is a weekend that means I'm staying at my parents' house. In the past, when the time came I had to stay there I would complain constantly because staying there meant there was no freedom to sleep well. My mother always nagged me to wake up early 'later your soul mate in the arms of people, ' so that's the sentence that always comes out of his mouth.

Since when is the soul mate set from the time we wake up? Not a soul mate in the hands of a future in-laws huh?

But this time it was different, staying at my parents' house was the agenda I was always waiting for. You guys know why? Yes Om Sam!

After taking a shower and wearing my flagship tee shirt and shorts, I lightly stepped outside the room. A big smile on my lips signifies my mood at a super high level.

"Mah night, fried weeeh tempeh." I said as I picked up a piece of tempe at the table.

"Tumben you came here without Mama calling first. Usually told to nginep aja like to send mating chips." My mother's nagging.

"Wrong again. Serba salah April sometimes the same Mama, whereas April kangen Papa Mama" elakku, kangen Om Sam also of course. But only in my heart.

"That's dong, so Mama doesn't need to go out extra energy to tell you to go home." duh apparently still ngomel nih bundadari.

"In the future April promises to be here often." I said to calm Mama.

"Really? Promise not to use Mama nagging first" he said while staring at me

"Mama mah emang doyan ngomel" I said casually as I continued to eat the fried tempeh at the table. But wait a minute if there is heat.

I glanced at my mother.

Buseeett. . What eyes want out.

"Eh Mah, April call Papa first yes it's time for dinner" I said to escape from the female tiger Papa.

"Aprrrrriiiiiiiiillllllll..."

"Sorry Mah's. I love you." I said with a laugh.

"Call Om Sammy too." cried Mama

"Ready Bundadari."

Little things like this warm our homes. I haven't joked with each other in a long time. A miss? Obviously don't ask anymore. The thing I miss most about this house is my cooking.

I went to my parents' room, wanted to call my Papa for dinner, but it stopped when I heard Om Sammy's voice.

"So, you have a little patience. I just got home. Should I go back to Germany again?"

Who's karin?

"Yes... Yesaa... I love you.. Notwithstanding. You can ask him. Yeah, no. You have to believe in me Karin." Om Sammy as if he was persuading a woman named Karin across the phone.

My whole body is frozen. It feels like my bone joints are not able to move one inch. I can feel the air around me getting smaller. Stuffy! It hurts!

I woke up, as Papa patted me on the shoulder.

"Eh, I was going to call Papa but suddenly April's stomach mules."

"I went to the room first, Pah." I continued as I stepped into my room.

Who's Karin?

Is he Sammy's girlfriend?

When finding the word 'lover' as the strongest guess. My heart almost stopped beating.

Do I deserve to react like this?

I'm just a nephew of Om Sammy. That should not burn the flames of jealousy at all.

But I swear, it hurts so much.

The pain is so real. Just this time I felt such a stern pain just because I heard the man I love persuaded a woman named Karin so messy. 'I love you' The words I really want to hear for me are nothing else.

Without realizing it, it turned out that Om Sammy came into my room.

"Pril." call him

"Why you?" ask Sam to panic. "You crying?" continued.

"April is okay. It was to bite the ants." I replied origin

"Nakal ya ants, until it's so cry." his god while ruffling my hair.

I'm not picking. I just kept quiet and let him do as he pleased.

Weak one? Yep. I am weak in charm.

A few moments quiet. I could not even hear Mama's screams. I don't know why I really enjoy the touch of my Om hand. It's normal for some people but it's amazing for my body.

I was stupid. Moronic

Sammy's not a high school boy anymore. Not an ABG child, there was no way she would not have a lover in her ripe age. Maybe even in a moment he will propose to his lover, then.... Aaahh said that word alone had made my chest feel even more sore. Miris right?

What if she's still single I can have her?

In fact, forever I can only survive as a nephew for him.

Yeah, nephew! Son of his biological brother.

Would it be my sin to wish she wasn't my mother's sister?

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