Mas, I'm with you

Part 3

My true story always fails.

Whether it was left married, dumped, used as an impingement, even when PEDEKATE only rarely goes smoothly until it is made. The girls left me before reaching the port of courtship.

Sadboy, that call was officially pinned on me.

The hostesses always looked at me with a sad look when I again failed to bring a partner.

"Mending don't date, huh, Mas!" Dino flicked his cigarette.

I looked around, waiting for what Dino said next.

"Your husband already wants dualima, already do not have to date again. Now, it's time to take it seriously," he said, immediately making me stunned.

"Yes, Mas. Dating, tuh, ngabisin doang time!" Arif who just arrived is pumping.

"Arif mah experience left by the rabbi," taunted Anton.

We all laughed.

Their words have a point. Dating consumes too much time, quota, gasoline and money.

I started to think about the girls. They were sniffing. Inconveniencing. Sucks. Always wanting to be understood, always wanting attention.

The girl .. doesn't have to be approached. They need to be shunned.

But I failed in my determination. Rinjani failed him. He approached me, sending me chats every day. Calling and video calling until my quota is dying.

Our relationship is strange. The strange Rinjani to be more exact. He started taking me to the phone until night, but every day .. commute with Joko.

I'm upset. Really am.

I intend to silence the chat and the call. Choosing not to care.

If Jani was talking to Nur, I chose to stay in the room. But quietly look through the curtains. Want to hear what they're talking about.

I just got home from the cafe about twelve. My body feels tired, my voice is also a little hoarse. I want to lie down on the bed while listening to soothing music.

I stopped at the spot to see Rinjani sitting in the front seat of my room.

Why is he here?

Without intending to say hello, I opened the lock and went straight inside.

"Mas ... Why isn't my chat getting bales?"

I kept the guitar and opened the jacket. I don't answer the question.

Is it important to you?! Huh!

"Boro-boro bales, not read." Rinjani snorts. "What's wrong Jani?"

Still not aware too, huh, son? What does it mean we call until night, discuss the future and alas, if in the end you choose Joko for traveling friends.

"I'm the same bang Joko there's nothing to do!" He raised his voice. Makes my ears hurt. I'm shy.

What if the neighbors heard? What if Joko has come home from work?!

Stupid girl!

"It's none of my business!"

"I know you're jealous" he whispered.

I opened the door. I stared at him sharply.

Rinjani who used to be a crybaby, this time fell silent. Down scared. I sat by his side, I noticed he was overjoyed.

"Unfortunately I prepared you, wear the show must be jealous of everything."

Rinjani. He slowly returned my gaze.

"No right, Jan!"

"I'm glad I'm jealous" he said shyly.

I turned my eyes to the quiet streets.

"That means I love you." Rinjani giggles. Makes me even more upset and intends to go straight into the room without caring about it.

"Somehow, it's hard to say jealous." The girl mocked me.

"I'm not jealous" I said, folding my hands. "Just don't like it if you go with Joko."

"Huaaaaah ...!" Rinjani is hysterical. Makes me close his mouth.

"Can you shut up, you idiot?"

Rinjani shook her head.

"Mas .. I will not walk the same way as Joko,"

I breathe heavily. Not wanting to be possessive, even though we do not have a special relationship. Finally I clasped Rinjani's fingers, and smiled after our gaze met.

"I'm not banning you."

"I don't want to" said Rinjani.

"Now, sleep, yeah."

Rinjani nodded. He stepped away, occasionally looking back at me while giving a smile. When he was at the door of his room, Rinjani gave a kiss gesture through a hand taped to the lips.

I replied with a blink of an eye.

The girl jumped without shame. I waved my hand and leaned against the door.

I was carried away with the same feelings of Rinjani.

When he finished washing his face and was ready to sleep, a message came in from Dino.

'Mas, don't be so in love. Let the pain not be too serious either.'

I look at the ceiling of the room. True said Dino, I do not want to be dissolved to save the taste for Rinjani. Since we actually have no ties, I think Rinjani is free to be in a relationship with anyone. Even with me.

It's just that we have the same feeling .. love each other.

I smiled knot.

'I can't sleep.'

'Why, Honey?'

'Keinget mas continues, ' Rinjani inserts a crybaby emoticon.

'Kangen, say.'

Rinjani replied with emot ngakak. 'yes. Uh. Haha.'

'Don't lock it, dong. Later I will go in there.'

'Fear of being raided.'

'Say aja mas again help you to do practical tasks.'

'What practice?'

'Make children. Haha.'

Rinjani replied with an angry emoticon. I smile. I like to joke like this. But to do it to Rinjani, I don't have the courage.

That night, me and Rinjani video call until the girl sleeps. I looked at him with love.

"Good sleep my Rinjan."

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"Mas, healthy?" I heard the voice of the person I respect and love greeting at the end there.

"Alhamdulillah, mother how?" I asked enthusiastically.

"healthy. How's college?"

I was stunned for a long time. I told you a few months ago that I chose to work and quit college. I don't want to bother you because I have to send some money every month.

But like, my mother still wants me to continue college.

"Mas Genta works, Mom." I heard Riani interrupted. "So the singer."

My sister's voice kept my mother quiet for a long time.

"Bu .. mother."

"What singer, son?"

I was confused to answer. After sighing, I finally said that I was singing from cafe to cafe. Sometimes they also perform at some school events.

"But you're intending to go to college again, aren't you, son?" Mother's voice was full of authority, making me rub my face.

"You know, Mom."

"See you soon, Lek. Quickly become a great man." My brother seemed to have just arrived, instantly taking the phone in mom's hand.

"Yes, Mommy."

"Don't think of love first, Mommy."

I chuckled at Riani's words.

"Must be a musician first. Must be a scholar. Let's be happy with us ...."

I smiled back at my family's words. I miss them. Hates chatting. I want to feel like I'm going there soon.

"When do you go back to Malang?" This time my father spoke. I'm pounding, I want to go home, too, but I don't have enough money. "It's been four months, Mom. If you are not in college, go home. There are also many places where young people hang out, you can be a singer here. Careers in your hometown."

"Genta must be home, sir," I hesitated.

"Be careful if you come home with a girl!" yelled mbak Fitri.

"Why indeed?"

"Genta has to work first, sir. Nowadays, easy to think of a soul mate, established first. Yeah, right, Mas?"

I replied by saying: "Excellent, Ma'am."

While I was chattering ria, Rinjani's voice called out.

"Mas, yuk."

Ah, until I forget. Today we want to take a walk.

"Who is that, Mum?"

"Girl, Fit. Genta's girlfriend."

"Mas ... Don't date yet."

When they argue. Hangup phone. Rinjani looked at me with a frown.

"It's okay, it's safe."

We searched Jakarta which was jammed in Sunday morning. Then stop to eat meatballs and rest.

"Where are you going?" I thrust a hot meatball.

Rinjani shrugged her shoulders.

Continue the journey without knowing the destination. I love looking at Rinjani through the rearview mirror, stroking her knees at the red light, and when our helmets collide.

Rinjani would be so embarrassed to know that I was watching her. He's pinching my waist. Then I moved his hand to the stomach.

"Hugs, yeah."

He answered with a nod. His head was leaning, looking comfortable. I rubbed his coiled hands on his stomach, then kissed quickly.

Happiness is that simple. We just went to enjoy the meatballs and saw the towering buildings. Rinjani said, it was fun. Even with me.

We went home with a smile on each other's lips.

I feel comfortable being close to Rinjani. Guess ... Rinjani too.

We are stuck in a comfort without strings attached.

What kind of relationship is this?