Manful Guys Overseas

Eat Out (?)

There was something stuck in my heart after hearing Amel's story about the past. Or rather, Aya's past. I feel like I have sympathy for him now. And when I saw Amel crying, there was an urge inside me to be able to carry a 'figure' The real Aya to return to the surface is getting more and more immersed in the endless valley of sorrow.

But that thought I threw away after I remembered Aya's treatment of me at the time of MOS. Maybe if he used to not punish me that crazy, surely now it will not happen like this.

Sorry, Aya. My first impression of me has failed completely.

Totally, fu-cked, up.

Yes, that is what my logic and reason say. My brain is now hypnotizing me with the law of causality, the law of causation. Because Aya used to do things that I hate so much, so now Aya has absolutely no right to get sympathy from me.

But on the one hand, Aya has a heavy past like me and therefore also my heart and feelings say otherwise. Although similar but not the same, I can feel the suffering experienced by Aya.

Ga, I should be able to dispel all my feelings of sympathy towards Aya. My logic and my reasoning are always right, they are more detailed in calculating things and are very different from my heart and feelings. And now, I'm back to following what my own logic and reason say.

It's been almost a month since Hanif last visited my house. Tonight I was sleeping on the bed accompanied by the song Fat Bottomed Girls Queen, a band in the 70s that was very popular with my bokap and now I am also starting to like the band.

Drrt...

The song playing from my phone stopped because there was a text notification coming in.

I: Ah who the hell, bother mulu.

I got out of bed and picked up my phone on the desk. I saw the name on my phone screen.

Hanifs

Lah, why is this my son sms-sms? Tumben really he sms me. I finally opened the text and read it.

Fal, tomorrow we go home empty school? Temenin me yuk!

One of the Hanif habits that I began to know; by the way never finished. Yes, for example, I like to fill that text. He's convinced I made him, but he himself doesn't tell me where to go. I sighed and tried to understand Hanif's habits and started typing a reply for him.

Whither?

After I saw that my text had been sent, I re-played the song that had stopped due to the text and returned to lay down on the bed. My eyes started kriyep-kriyep sleepy, this song almost succeeded in making me sleep. But my drowsiness was lost again when the song played suddenly stopped and was replaced by a vibration sound that contained sms notifications.

Ck, Hanif bother me mulu! Not at school at home, just as a bully people!

With a giant step, I stepped in front of the study table and read the contents of the text.

I eat outside! Don't want to know if you can! The point!

Original, this kid really-wasnya ga ketulungan. Tell me where the cake is. Duh...

Where do you want to eat Haniiiif? If nge-sms is complete, napa?! Let gabis-ngabisin pulses.

Not 2 minutes after I reply, Hanif has returned to reply to my text.

Oh, you are so fucking brought! I will be tomorrow, yes! I'm sleepy to sleep. Drug Naufal!

I just bengong wriggled the contents of the sms from Hanif. Don't you realize what is itself a bring-up? Hadeh...

I: Jan, I'm confused.

Ojan: Why? Hanif again?

Cuz: Pinter!

Ojan: Why else now?

I: Let's go home from school I was invited to eat out with him, you come with me huh? Confused me if both girls have to do.

Ojan: Genuine, you're not curled up. He's been ngajak elo eat both still want to take me too? Lah, your brain is wrong means.

I: I belom never eat out with both Jan, let alone the same girl. Where do I know I have to do it.

Ojan: Then from that! You have to get experience now! Hunts old entar hahahaha.

I: You know, I hope it goes well.

Ojan: Relax the brader, don't strain it. Santaaai...

I resumed small talk with Ojan while eating in the cafeteria.

You're in class sleeping mute! Try to walk out of class. It's cool, especially if it's still early in the morning. The air is so cool, now I am chatting in front of the class! In class it's good, crushes.

And for some reason, I can follow his words. It was as if his words could affect my subconscious. And subconsciously, I was now smiling to myself as I remembered each of his words.

Ojan: Who! Why are you smiling? Getting crazy, you?

I: Engga, I want to doang again.

Ojan: Ga out of thought, Hanif turned out to be able to make elo so crazy huh. Udah ah abisin lo food, hunt the bell in.

Then I finish off the food I bought with a smile on my lips.

Hanif has changed and made my life colorful...

A few moments before the bell rang, Hanif had warned me so that I did not forget the promise that had been made semalem. Original, this is a really bad girl. Semalem I did not make any promises with him, there was even me who was forced the same he made his will. Fucking chick...

The doorbell rang, and I hurried to clean up the equipment on the table. While I was cleaning up, I looked at Ojan. He was wearing his jacket and pointing both thumbs at me. I returned Ojan's thumbs with a smile. Ojan nodded and then took the bag and left the class with Adzir.

Hanif: Now we go home to your house Fal! You wear nice clothes, don't wear uniforms!

Me: Yes, anyone who wants to come out with a uniform. But how are you? Time to wear uniforms anyway?

Hanif: I'm coming to your house now, and we're going to my house to change my clothes, and I'm leaving! Hehe.

It's yowes, sacarepmu ae...

Hanif: Hmmm, engga.engga.engga, try to replace the boss.

I hung my shirt back on the hanger and put it back in the closet. Probably have counted more than 4x Hanif choose me the right clothes to accompany him today.

I: Udahalaah just want to eat out doang, do not wear strange clothes. Where the hell do you want to eat?

Author: DIEM! I'm thinking which clothes are good for you.

Hanif pointed his index finger at me and then refocused on the contents of my closet. He picked up some shirts and hung them in the air muttering 'hmmm', then put them back in and then took another shirt. And so on, until he found a blue shirt with white stripes.

Hanif: Oh, try this one! Get changed in the bathroom hus-hus!

I just snorted while taking the shirt out of his hand while he just laughed grinningly. After two minutes, I was out of the bathroom again and I saw the contents of my closet were almost out of all. Hanif then told me to turn around in front of him then he clapped a little.

Hanif: Yeeee is good! Eh but you try to wear this shirt that continues to be double the same shirt that you wear now, but do not want the shirt. I want to see!

I picked up the plain white T-shirt he was holding and headed back towards the bathroom.

Very nice kid this one.

Now I'm waiting for Hanif to change clothes in his room. Hanif's house turned out to be quite spacious and one-story. Hanif's own room is near the backyard. While killing boredom, I looked at the photos plastered on the wall of his house. My eyes were fixed on a large family photo installed in the living room, in the photo was Hanif and his parents and I saw one more person, maybe he was his brother. And her brother is also quite beautiful, even more beautiful than Hanif. I estimate he is 20-22 years old.

Hanif: Hayooo again looking at my photo huh?

My shoulder was patted by someone, I reflexively turned my back.

I: Crazy you ngagetin I mulu! Uh...

I was shocked and dumbfounded when I saw Hanif. Back then, he was wearing a plain black shirt wrapped in a long-sleeved blue cardigan that matched the base color of my shirt, his cheeks were a bit red after being given a little blush, he said, around his neck was attached a necklace made of brown wood, he also used glasses like when I went to my house first, he said, and he uses black jeans and again the color is in line with the jeans I wear. At that time, she was very beautiful.

Hanif: Hoi, how come?

I woke up after Hanif spoke to me. It turns out that it was not in vain I waited for almost 1 hour more after seeing Hanif's successful appearance amazed me.

I: Uh, uh... Gapapas. Where do you eat now?

Hanif: Eat with my family! You see, later my brother who wants to marry 2 months from now, so will rarely eat a family again.

Hanif pointed towards the photo, pointing towards his older sister.

And I'm back dumb,

I was taught to eat and meet his family?!