Mikhaila
Part_38's
Arya smiled cynically, looking at Celi who was eating alone with a guy. He was upset, there was a rival.
“Uhuk!” Celi choked, he was not ready to get a deathly gaze from Arya.
“Pelan-pelan, Darling,” said Arya. He took a glass filled with orange juice, handed it to Celi.
“Thank you,” said Celi sungkan. Strange, it feels shame rich to be caught cheating again. Between her and Arya there is no relationship.
“Known, this is Afnan. His son temen mama,” said Celi. Arya and Afnan shake hands. They look unfriendly, Celi squeezes his head. She confused kudu oettoke?!
“You eat here too?” ask Celi.
“Gue there is a meeting. Next time if you want to go with a guy permission first!” aryan's murmurs don't like it.
“Tadi with mom, just mama go with her mama Afnan. So, we're just two,” reply Celi while looking down. I swear, he doesn't feel very good. Strange, indeed.
“Iya, believe. Yes, I've met first. The guy came in.” Arya rubbed the tip of Celi's head, then left.
Celi stared at Arya's departure, this time his heart was not right. When he saw Arya was meeting together with a beautiful girl with a Spanish body.
Afnan looked at Celi, he understood the girl in front of him was jealous. He smiled faintly, as if realizing. This meeting cannot go any further.
“Why you?” ask Afnan.
“I? Why emang? Anything weird?”
Afnan.
“Cel, abis this way, yuk!” bring Afnan.
“Sorry, I can't. Unplug first, yes.”
Celi leaves Afnan alone, he goes to Arya's desk. Afnan felt this was an answer. If Celi and that guy have a special relationship.
“Ekhm.” Celi.
Arya turned to the source of the voice, she flinched in surprise, Celi suddenly appeared.
“Udah eat it?” ask Arya.
“Udah just now.” Without being told Celi directly sat next to Arya.
The body jokester smiled, and was responded by Celi with the sweetest smile.
“Not home?” ask Arya. Celi scowled, this time he was expelled.
“Ish, really, manyun. Request pinch?” Arya was astonished to see Celi's expression.
“Lu ngusir me!”
“Yes no, Honey. Who is evicting?”
“Barusan!” Celi is still sulking.
“Cuma. Wait a minute, yes, her husband has not come. Meeting is the same as her, not her,” said Arya.
“So she has a husband?” celi did not believe. The girl nodded with a smile.
Celi's body slumped on the chair, feeling stupid out of jealousy. In the end, it almost embarrassed him.
“Ma, why don't you come home?” ask Qila. Qila was in her room, preparing to go to sleep.
Micah looked at the watch in his hand, it was already 20:00. Azka should have been home from before the Maghreb. However, it's been too late the night he didn't come home, even let him know.
Azka promised to go home from work, she would bring Qila a coloring book. Hence, Qila continued to wait until nightfall.
“Qila bobo first, yes, dear. Maybe papa is still busy.”
Qila nodded then closed his eyes. Micah came out of Qila's room after feeling he was completely asleep.
“Abang where?” ask Micah over the phone.
“This again home. Sorry, yes, forgot ngabarin. It was busy,” replied Azka.
“Nyebelin, Cassian Qila. He's waiting till Malem, loh!”
“Iya, sorry. Really busy. Yes, close it first. It's coming home.”
The next morning Qila Manyun. He was snooping with his papa. Azka understood very well her daughter was sulking at him. Micah who understood chose to be busy in the kitchen, letting them talk to each other.
“Sorry papa, yes, dear. Promise, huh. Not to mention,” persuaded Azka.
Qila was still busy with her barbie doll. He remained silent, lazily responding to Azka. It was Arya who appeared.
“Kok, you can enter?” ask Azka.
“Gue has entered the red hand ampe door, no authorization. Here, see!” Arya showed her reddened hands.
“Udah tell Qila, if I want to take him for a walk?” ask Arya.
“Mau, Om!” exclaim Qila.
Micah, leaving his work and approaching them.
“What's up?” ask Micah.
“Bro, you haven't talked to Micah?”
“Sorry, semalem I forgot,” reply Azka.
“Basic! Mik, I pinjem Qila bentar. I take a walk. Plis, let Celi not refuse,” pinta Arya.
“Later ngerepotin, loh. He likes to have an impromptu pee,” Micah said.
“Nnothing, itung-itung exercise so parents,” said Arya.
“Bby, yes, Ma,” whine Qila.
Qila is close to Arya.
“But you can't be naughty, either Om Arya and aunty Celi.”
“Iya!” reply Qila.
Arya takes Qila to Celi's house. Unemployed Celi is lying down while listening to music.
The door of the room was knocked, Celi still did not answer. Upset, Ani directly barged in. Removed earphones that are in the ears of his son.
“Ih, Rough mom!” celi protested, she changed her position to sit, her face she put on an upset fashion.
“You who are not horrified, mama called from earlier.”
“What's up? Not really cool to see his son fall?”
“There's Arya in front, want to make sure you walk. Mom said yes.”
“Ma, yesterday Celi abis ate the same Afnan. Now told to go with Arya. Geez, Mama kesambet?”
Ani clenched her son's head, Celi grimaced in pain.
“That's because you don't want to give certainty, who is your girlfriend.”
“Yes not all times, Ma. Celi shy offered here and there.” Celi scowled, his pride torn due to the treatment of his mother.
“Ish, who's nawarin. It's just effort, a game of changing clothes. Arya same Qila is waiting!” Ani left Celi. While Celi is upset, neither her mother nor Arya they have a way of making her do what they tell her to.
“How dare bring Qila. Ish, you fuckin' guy!” swearing Celi while applying lipstick on her lips.
“Wait a minute, yes, aunty Celi again change clothes,” Ani said to Qila, hair handled by Qila. He wants to have a grandchild soon too.
“Ma, Arya wants to say.”
“Iya, why?”
“Pardon me in advance, yesterday Arya saw Celi street same guy. She said Mama told me.”
Ani smiled, she disguised her nervousness. Apparently, he was caught playing behind Arya's back.
“Oh, not the important thing. Bu Ginting and mama temen. Coincidentally, yesterday brought the kids. Well, afraid they're bored. We tell him to wait, while eating at the cafe,” kilah Ani.
“Oh, Arya understands, Ma. Arya please, give Arya a chance with Celi. Let Celi not be confused. Don't let this happen again, yes, Ma,” said Arya softly.
Ani nodded, there was a bad taste to Arya as well. Lucky Celi came. Somewhat surprised to also see the makeup of his son who trembled. Arya until gawking.
“Where to, anyway!” ketus Celi on Arya. Arya who was still shocked did not respond.
“Ball password, Aunty,” Reply Qila.
“Asik means to mall. Let's go!” he shouted Celi, holding Qila's hand.
After saying goodbye, they went to the mall they were headed to.
Seriate.
