Love Wrong Connects
Door Round One
It's a once in a lifetime request. Ringgo hara pia never met Veye. Please grant this request to God.
The question about mengepet inexplicably he even answered, both of them were fun to talk about magic, black magic practices, immune science and other mystical things. Ringgo was quite fascinated, Veye's knowledge of witchcraft turned out to be quite deep. Veye also talked about stacking and pellets. Even the two jokingly would make an alliance of international shamans.
By sunrise, both haha hihi. Slowly Ringgo began to accept Veye, although rather horrified when he knew this child turned out to have many shaman acquaintances. This kid is funny too. Sometimes his mind is sullen, sometimes innocent, sometimes mature and sometimes sane, yes sometimes. Eh but why is this the direction of the conversation.
Veye sometimes mentions Edgar, sometimes Ringgo, as he remembers. This girl is weird. A little childish question popped up in Ringgo's head. Which child, what's right there house, who's parents, what's his favorite color, what's the lottery number uh his shoe number.
“Vey, I anter go home yes, it's morning, and I keep calling his PLN so that it turns on again”, said Ringgo while reaching for his wallet. It seems Veye is not happy. His face was a bit disappointed. Just as he managed to get one step closer to Ringgo, he had to part ways.
Whether it's whatever it's called, Ringgo or Edgar, it's up to you. Now Ringgo doesn't want to get dizzy.
“Edgar, thank you. Veye is very sad. Edgar was the same as before. Still want to joke with Veye”, Veye talk softly. “And again, Veye is calm. Not afraid anymore. Turns out Edgar was happy ya”
“Aaan anyway? Yes cave anyway gini aja, happy ajalah life mah. I was disappointed with the girls, the same life, the same thing. But I don't want to live in the past. Fatty hahahah, so happy like this”, exclaimed Ringgo.
“Life in the past, make tired yes Edgar?”, Veye smiled.
“Yeah, where would anyone want to live in the past? Tell me, who is it? Hahaha, ****just that's a sih”
Veye moved his hand propping up his chin, nodding slowly. “Edgar promise yes, Edgar should be happy keep”, Veye said.
“Hmmm, yes”, Ringgo sipped his last sweet tea.
Ringgo stood up, ready to pay.
“Eh, let Veye pay Edgar!”, Veye stops Ringgo's hand, he reaches into his own pocket.
Ringgo kept quiet, while secretly taking the money as well, but it turned out to be unused. It's also good for girls. The former Ringgo six months ago was heavily subsidized by him. Walk, snack, watch even skincare, all the Ringgo pay. The title is love. But for a long time it felt like an ATM was running. That's why they broke up.
Veye handed me some banknotes.
Then the two of them came out of the tent.
Not had time for Veye to ride into the bonfire of the Ringgo motor, suddenly there was a sound that shouted at him, “Woy neng! Nipu?! The time of his money mixed with old money like this? It's broken again, back here woy!”
The two turned around, Ringgo was confused. Angkringan brothers looked irritated while showing twenty thousand new money and twenty thousand old times. This child is looking for trouble especially, his mind.
“Eh kalem bang, why?”, Ringgo began to break up brother angkringan who was angry at Veye. And the kid? He looks confused.
“Liat dong bang boyfriend brother giving fuck. Old money bang! Where is the practice of today. I am a small trader, but do not give ginian dong, ngehina his name”
The money was thrown to the ground, Veye hurriedly picked it up with teary eyes. “Money Veye... hiks”.
“Sorry bang sorry, I paid bang serene”, said Ringgo soothing. He hurriedly reached into his wallet again, immediately paying. “Yuk Vey, go”, take him.
Veye cries sadly in the bonce of Ringgo, “Kok he has the heart to throw this money yes. Twenty thousand you know, big right?”, the cry.
“Yes you twenty ribu old money yes do not sell it!”, Ringgo annoyed. Like a person lacking education just this child.
Arriving at Veye's house at the end of the alley, the sun was already poking friendly. Very warm this morning, the air feels fresh, small children start to leave the house a lot to go to school.
One gang of SD children passed both of them who were standing in front of the house.
“Vey, I said yes!”, Ringgo back tightening his helmet.
It seems Veye is not happy. Face's fidgeting.
One of the most bontot SD kids noticed Veye and Ringgo, then whispered naughty. Then the herd whose body is the highest calling, “Ngapain tuh in an empty house? Yaa's boyfriend? Waahhhh! Tell me Mr RT you! Hahahahaha”, followed by the laughter of other children.
Ringgo. No, it's not because when the kid laughs, it's not. But because they say the house is empty. Veye looked shocked as well. It's a misdeed.
Veye expel the kids, “’Go there, pretentious!”
Before long, Veye's phone rang. Mamma.
“Vey, you really live here?”, Ringgo confused.
“Sttt... It's Veye want to pick up the phone first”, Veye shut up Ringgo. Phone lifting.
The conversation was not heard by Ringgo, he was still sculpting. Knowing the capacity of his brain is actually why. Why does everything make so much sense. He's massaging his forehead, uh greasy. Take off his helmet, scratch the confusion, uh dandruff. Oh, I forgot, I haven't had a bath in two days.
Ringgo watched Veye from behind. This kid is actually pretty, if only sane. His body is small, very cute. Her hair is funny too. It looks cheerful, but can be sad all of a sudden.
The phone was closed, leaving Veye in shock. “My boy..”.
“Why?”, asked Ringgo a little scream. Uh wait a minute, son?
“Vey, you have a child?”. Just a second ago he admired Veye. Didn't think he would be interested in a child.
Veye realized, he wiped his tears, “No, that is, that is. Mama Veye is sick, dioxygenated. Not a child, uh.. Veye was wrong to say”
Ringgo was half in disbelief. What else could he trust from Veye?
“Ringgo anter Veye go home ya”, the door.
“Go home? This is your home?!”, confused.
“Veye's mama's house, Veye points the way..”, this time more sad, his face pleads once.
Actually, Ringgo already felt deceived. But okay, just this one more time. “Yaudah naik”, take it.
Veye ride, he tightens the helmet.
I didn't think the journey would be too far. Ringgo thought Veye's house was ‘asli’ close, but this was unexpected. They entered a large residential area. This man is a rich man as it turns out, Inner Ringgo.
Veye. Followed Ringgo.
“Nak, where are you? You've been away for a week? Mama is sick. You called so hard”
The middle-aged man looked sadly welcoming. Looks like Veye's grandfather.
Veye looked at the grandfathers. It's ragged tears. It was like looking at his grandfather very closely. Not like grandchildren look at grandfather. Veye clasped his grandfather's hand slowly, “Maafin Veye yes,..”, the stuffing stammered.
“Veye?”, grandfather was shocked. “What do you say Rein?”
“Rein?”, Ringgo confused. So this kid ran away like that? Then crazy is that? Anyone, please explain. It feels so confused.
Veye was misbehaving, he closed his mouth. “Ahh.. Which mama?”
Grandpa Veye pointed towards the room, while frowning. Ringgo felt there was a friend, equally confused.
The door opened and Veye hugged her mother. Crying at the sight of her mother's weak state of helplessness.
Veye's mother hugged her son in relief. After searching here and there, he seemed relieved that his son had finally come. “Where is it, baby? Mama cariin”, he said sad with a heavy tone and stammered assisted oxygen cylinders.
Veye looked at his mother fixedly, “You should take care of Belinda. Don't hurt like this”
Ringgo was shocked, Veye's mother was shocked as well. Veye's words sounded disrespectful. When was the last time Veye's mother was called Belinda? During this time, his friends and neighbors called Bella. The little name, he heard again, was precisely from his son, Rein.
