Love Mita

Bad boys go home

Adits

He drove his car through the streets of Jakarta at speeds above average. For almost three months he did not return to his parents' home. I feel missed too.

When he left the boarding house, he just said goodbye to Bu Wati. Worried the middle-aged woman was looking for him.

"Mom, leave the cost for a few days. If anything weird is reported to me directly."

Don't want to talk about anything else, let alone Mita. He believed in Mita, but not the man.

Mita's semester vacation, which should be used to accompany her more, is now threatened with failure. Of course, she would choose America, right?

For the second time he really loved a woman. But with Mita does it have to end up back like the first?

But his heart was not willing.

Mita is a fun figure to him. A job that for him monotonous, feels more fun if lived with the woman.

His career as a selebgram started the first time when Mbak Putri asked him to be a model of his clothing line business. Who would have thought that his efforts were quite advanced. Until it can be the main income outside of his job at the Ministry of PUPR.

Since then some friends Mbak Putri helped him promote their business. Since then, he has opened endorsement services in a professional manner.

But later he began to get bored, until finally came the idea to invite Mita to be his team a year ago until now. And he enjoyed it.

In front of him was now a house with a high fence towering. He smiled, the house that had raised him for 22 years.

He presses the bell, before long a 60-year-old woman opens the fence. Mbok Sumi who was a little bent opened the gate that covered the Javanese-style house in it.

"Den Adit's home?"

He smiled, it had long felt not opened the gate by Mbok Sumi. He realized, too busy with the outside world to forget his home.

"Healthy mom?"

"Healthy Den."

He smiled, Mbok Sumi has been working in his family since his family was still living in Solo. Since Abhimanyu, Adit's eldest brother was born in Solo. But when his mother was pregnant with Adit, he and his family had to move to Jakarta and Mbok Sumi participated.

"I'm in. Mbok. Close the fence slowly Mbok."

Mbok Sumi nodded, doing what his young master just said.

As soon as he reached the terrace, his mother who was watering the plants was a little surprised.

''Good thing, coming home doesn't say Mom."

Kissing his mother's hand. His mother is from Garut, but because he had lived long in Solo and his father's environment thick Javanese culture makes him a little bit carried away.

"Suddenly want to go home, miss Mother. Is he home?"

He saw his father's car parked in the garage earlier, a sign that his father was home.

"Here, soon to have dinner. Again heated up the same Madam Narti."

Madam Narti is the son of Mbok Sumi. Mbok Sumi's husband died four years ago of diabetes. Finally Madam Narti went to Jakarta with her husband, to help in her family home.

His family was not a very wealthy family. When compared with the Rama family, certainly more under the Rama family. But for some reason, the Rama family is more impressed simple in his eyes. Even Rama's car is just an ordinary SUV, but if he sees the background of his family he believes Rama can afford a luxury supercar.

"Every night I want to eat krecek skin with Adek's favorite white opor, it turns out Adek came home."

He sat facing his mother at the dinner table. He inherited good looks from his mother who when young was very beautiful.

Take the skin crackle with red tempting sauce, chicken thighs, and a large spoon of brown gudeg ready to be juxtaposed with warm rice.

"In Bogor difficult Bu, find Javanese cuisine gini. It's good fortune, go home at the right time."

Her mother smiled.

Adit was the youngest of three children. His first brother was Abhimanyu, a government relations officer who worked at one of the foreign companies operating in Jakarta. He served as a liaison company originating from Singapore with the Indonesian government, related to policy and cooperation. Abhimanyu also works as a guest lecturer in Jakun.

"You're busy beating Abi. You are busy still coming home." Father's talking. His father's slightly cold aura, made him more reluctant than his mother.

"Say Ma'am, you're busy with your new boyfriend." His mother took the rice pitcher, poured the contents into her plate.

Before long the woman they were talking about appeared, her only daughter in the family who worked at the Ministry of PUPR.

"Which one is it? Busy or busy dating?" continue her.

"Both are not wrong Buk. Dating for the spirit of thesis. My script is staying the final chapter.''

"Not yet, the possibility of a new day after tomorrow comes. Add Well 200, Adit less money yesterday use other savings money." he smiled wrongly.

"Adjust the same money you have. He said he already had a manager to manage money well Dek." his father nagged typical gaffer-father.

''Now his call is not adek Yah, but Mas." Princess washing hands at the wastafle near the dining table.

He choked. Her brother's a danger, secretly spying.

"Sir.." he stared intently at his brother.

"Well, let alone being called Mas. Abi's wedding will bring me here."

he nodded.

"Well, you know the heart doctor Romi Rachman whose wife's name is Bu Amalia Utami?"

His father seemed a little surprised to hear both names.

"Kok's nervous Dad?" Her mother who looked smiling teased.

"Why is that?" his father turned his eyes.

"Ngga anything. I know his son, they know Adit Pak Bamwir's son. Dad is famous?''

"Bu Lia's a friend of Dad's college organization first." his mother explained.

"Oh panties. That guy's son is a handsome Dad. Not the intention of a soul mate is the same Mother Princess?"

"What am I? No ah, Mas Abi also does not use match-making." The princess sneered towards him.

"The youngest is still High School?" His father seemed to remember something.

"Yah went to college in ITB."

"You know how to memorize, not your boyfriend." The princess looked towards him.

"My girlfriend's victory."

"Worker studying at ITB?"

"On IPB Mom."

"Ohhh must be your girlfriend boarding her at your boarding house anyway? Never come home." The princess guessed with a sharp look.

"Switch, watch out for you impregnating people's children." The princess pointed at her collar with crackers that were in her grasp.

His father and mother were shocked to hear the Princess's words.

"Opo anyway? Really deck him out at your boarding house?" Her mother's voice is now rising.

"Yes yes, but I don't do anything. It's delicious, Ma'am, just be careful, not filtered."

he was upset with this kid.

"Don't macem you Dit." His father stared hard.

"Let me be a virgin, even my lips are virgin. Let's say astagfirullah. I'm dating the same kid all right." he put his spoon , his hand raised up to calm down.

The dinner this time is complete, because not long ago the eldest brother came home from the boutique finished fitting clothes for his wedding next month.

"Where don't you want to go home?" as soon as Abi saw his presence at the dining table. He just looked down. He and Abhimanyu are 7 years old, with a considerable age distance that makes him a little afraid of his older brother.

"Little boy, want to try your wayward?"

"What are the bandits of daritadi, I really know the taste."

He just smiled wryly, today's dinner was full of threats and intimidation because he had not come home for a long time. Even though the distance of the campus and his house is not hundreds of kilometers.

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