Mas, I'm with you

Part 4's

People say the rain brings memories. Right, I believe and feel that. When the crackle fell, the rain brought me to a time .. where all I had in mind was just having fun. Childhood.

I suddenly missed that day. I miss walking on Sunday. Miss mom's cooking. Longing to gather with them as the rain falls.

Kuhela breathes heavily. May they live long and healthy until I can make them happy.

The wind greeted, snuck in with coldness. I enjoyed every drop by closing my eyes. I felt those memories so close.

The atmosphere of Karjo workshop was quiet, silent. I folded my hands and stared at some of the vehicles that passed by. Sometimes I yawn. Want to immediately sleep in the room, but rain like not giving permission for it.

As a result of coffee while chattering with Karjo and one more friend.

I smoke cigarettes inside. The view is blurring forward.

On a dark brown angkot that stops right in front of Karjo's workshop. Rinjani came out of the angkot carrying groceries in her left and right hands.

He immediately dropped his grocery bag in front of me.

When I asked, Rinjani replied while sitting at the side. I can smell the perfume emanating from his body. Invigorating.

He rubbed his hand.

"Cold!" rinjani Lirih. "Mama's coming here. I'm meeting you he said."

I flicked a cigarette, then nodded.

"Help me cook, yeah, Mom."

I replied again with a nod of my head.

The girl was slightly pale, the usual lipstick blushing on her lips was gone. There was a face that was interesting enough to look at. I glanced at his eyes, he misbehaved by turning his eyes away.

"That girl, yeah, if it's a baper?" ask me with my eyebrows raised next door.

"I'm not baper" he said.

"Yes .. no." Back I smoked a cigarette, Rinjani's reaction was timid. A few seconds ago I looked at me, but hurriedly diverted again at Karjo who was counting money.

My hands took the initiative to embrace it. Provides warmth through friendly embrace.

Rinjani's cheeks flushed red, she looked all wrong. I pushed my hand slowly.

"Ih .. mas, diem." Rinjani pursed her lips.

Not bad, I turned around to be happy to make him behave like that. Sweet spoiled if people say.

I sighed heavily while releasing my hands.

"She was cold, but hugged unwillingly" I said once again.

Rinjani bit her lower lip. He looks more nervous. I again hugged his shoulder, this time silent, even though his cheek was like a boiled crab.

I close the body to Rinjani, then whisper right into her ear.

"What do you cook?"

"Boiled noodle cooking."

Plak ... Rinjani's hand landed on my cheek. Not too hard, but until it makes me grimace and rewind the body.

I stared at him sharply. Rinjani retorted with a tongue, she mocked me. It was as if saying: RASAIN, TELL WHO IS MEPET-MEPET!

"Just embrace doang, Jan. Time can't," I whine.

Rinjani breathed a heavy sigh.

There was no resistance from him when I touched his hand. Grasping tightly, linking with my hand.

"It's warm now?" My question was answered with a smile. "Don't you?"

Rinjani pulled back my almost missed hand.

"Don't. Let it be gini," said the girl with my eyes.

I smile at the smile. I took his index finger, and I put it in my nostrils.

Rinjani is screaming hysterically. He hit me on the back, and now he's looking for me.

"The evil one!" He's murmuring.

I laughed out loud. While he still looks cranky, his sweet face bent, Rinjani away from me.

He would rather be cold and splashed by rain than hold hands with me.

"Jo, minjem umbrella."

Without waiting for Karjo to answer, I approached Rinjani. I touched my shoulder with his shoulder.

"What, anyway!"

"The slobbery! Hush far. Keep a safe distance. Social distancing, Maaaas!"

I grinned enough to see Rinjani's behavior. Wanted me to hold on once until she had trouble breathing.

"Back home, yeah."

She's pouting. I'm speechless.

"Yes, no."

"If you want to go home first, go home!" I heard Rinjani grumbling.

I stepped on the asphalt filled with puddles. Just a few steps away, Rinjani shouted.

"Just keep going" he said.

"Yuk, honey, yuk. What do you want?"

Disodorized the grocery crackle, I immediately grabbed it with a smile.

"If the girl again lashes out, persuaded. Not even being taken back."

"Yes, I'm sorry, Ndoro. I don't know."

"Pack you, Mas."

"I'm sorry servant, Ndoro."

"Disease to know!"

I let my body get wet with rainwater, while I gave her an umbrella. In a spoiled little girl, a lot of her wants and sometimes it's not obvious.

"Mass ...!"

I growl.

"It's the same with me."

"It's okay, Jan."

"But I'll be sick" he continued, looking at me strongly.

I answered while walking.

"Belgium!"

"You're sick, huh?"

I'm nodding.

"Why do you want to get sick?" Unanswered. Chose over. "Mas ... uh, why?"

"Yes, because I want to be sick" I said.

Suddenly Rinjani scowled. Makes me chuckle.

"Let's not take your shit, shall I?" Rinjani. "Did you like me repotin?"

"What? It's unclear!"

"Mas .. If you don't like me spoiled the same mas, yes just say. Don't make drama."

Original! The child is unclear. I thought he was kidding. That's why I ignored it. But it doesn't seem to be.

Rinjani really pursed her lips, she was upset with me like.

Lazy arguing, I entered under the same umbrella. We crammed together, shoulders touching each other.

Rinjani looks uncomfortable. Whereas I can only be quiet, occasionally glancing at the girl beside me. Waiting for a change in his expression.

"Narrow, ah."

He pushed me when we entered the boarding area.

After finishing the bath and some other rituals, I met Rinjani. I saw him pretty busy in the kitchen. Peeling onions, mengolek chilli, saucer seasoning and others. I took the initiative to help.

Rinjani looked very excited. He smiled happily when I helped him.

I just finished frying the chicken, sat down for a drink. My head feels dizzy, my stomach is struggling, it feels nauseous. Finally I just fell silent staring at Rinjani who was busy with her activities.

"If you have no intention of helping, why come here!" he took the chicken from in front of me.

I looked at him slowly.

"You, why the hell?" I asked by approaching him. I stood beside Rinjani, my eyes staring hard. His mouth was muttering, it seemed like he was grumbling without a sound. Bizarrely.

"What's the big deal?"

I shrugged my shoulders. I sat back. I sliced garlic and celery.

"For mens, huh?" I asked so. Rinjani. "Kok ngeselin?"

"Who?" He looks. "Me?"

"No!"

"You never messed up. The oath!"

Rinjani smiles pretentiously cute. Approaching me. He put his hand on my arm.

"Sorry, yes, Mas. Angry is unclear."

Kuelus hair fragrant shampoo.

"Rather than being angry with others."

"Hehe."

As he spoiled me, I sneezed. He immediately nodded. But a second later approached. Rinjani looked at me worriedly.

"Sickness?" Without answering, Rinjani touched my forehead. "Hot, Mas." I'm nodding.

Rinjani. He fed me, then came back from his room with medicine.

"Take the medicine, Mas."

His gaze implies worry. He touched my hand and kissed it. Just a few seconds, then back again.

"It was raining?"

"No," I said calmly.

"Baboong!" concluded.

I'm remembering. A smile is drawn from the lips. Rinjani immediately raised a ferocious gaze as I scratched my head.

"So nganterin just as rain." I finally let out those words with a force. Though knowing that Rinjani will come after me.

"Continue?"

"It's okay," I knotted as I squeezed my lover's fingers, uh. "And it's not good to have played to the boarding house, the time is not taken back. Yes, it's anterine."

"Duh, Mom. Tomorrow don't be too bad for people. His people are just like you. Was invited to stop by first not in the rain?"

I'm shaking. Rinjani pats the forehead.

"Well, right. If it rains in the house, yeah."

I nodded my head happily to his attention. Silently muttering in the heart.

'Mom, there's the same concern Mas.'

Rinjani is back to cooking. I don't know what to cook, but I heard sodet and frying pan. I closed my eyes slowly, sleepy and tired.

A hand touched my hair. Play it slowly. Rinjani's hand stroked gently, but slowly released.

I opened my eyes, our eyes clashed. He smiled and kept me talking.

"Ssssst .. Sleep is okay."

"Your hands don't get let go. Just a moment, yes," asked me, who he immediately obeyed. "I miss mom. Miss Malang." I chatted while closing my eyes.

"Later home, yeah."

Nodding head.

"Jani come along" whispered Rinjani.

"Are you ready to meet the future father-in-law?"

He chuckles. There's no answer. But his hands did not stop rubbing my hair. Now Rinjani hummed.

"Assynolajet. Rinrin, it's mama, son," said someone suddenly.

Rinjani and I turned to the source of the voice.

"Mrs ...."

"Aunt Ismi ...."

Rinjani squanders at the arms of her loved ones. While I was flirting. Afraid Aunt Ismi thought of something no-no.

He looked at me after I kissed his hand respectfully. He thought his eyes were so focused on me.

"The Genta Mas that Rinrin used to teach?"

I nodded steadily.

Maharani Rinjani

Wicaksono Genta

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