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“Who is that? New gebetan lo?” Pamungkas asked sambli squinted his eyes. Looking suspiciously at Ubay.
“Together.” Ubay Hardik.
Not long after, a cute girl with shoulder-length hair and glasses walked up to Pamungkas and Ubay. The girl nodded politely to Pamungkas.
“Udah done?” Ask Ubay to the girl.
Yeva nodded as she continued to glance at the man sitting in front of Ubay. He was curious about the story. Because he's never seen it. But he felt familiar with his face.
“Oh, it's my theme. Slung. And this, Yeva, his son Bik Las. You still want the same bik las?” Ubay.
“Ooh. Hii. Not sure if it's a big kid.” He was acting kindly while extending his hand. Makes Yeva frown her forehead.
Even with a wrinkled forehead, Yeva still welcomes the ultimate helping hand.
“Yeah, I don't think he wants to be the same as me.” Pamungkas.
“Yes obviously do not want to. You only met him once. It was a long time ago.” Answer Ubay.
After greeting Pamungkas, Yeva took a seat in an empty seat between Ubay and Pamungkas. He put some of the books he just bought into the table.
“Still in college?” Search Pamungkas.
“Iya, Oom.”
Hearing himself called Oom by Yeva, made Pamungkas gape in disbelief. And Ubay, uncontrollably.
“What is my face so old what until it is called Oom?” The ultimate protest was not accepted by Yeva.
“It's clear now, right? Who has a baby face?” Ubay's unsatisfied ejek laughed.
“Gue not accept, yes.”
“Ehm, sorry, Oom. Uh, I mean, Mas.” Said Yeva who felt uncomfortable to call Pamungkas with the name ‘Mas’.
He used to call Ubay with the name ‘Mas’, because they have known since childhood. Yeva always followed her mother calling Ubay ‘Mas’. Although he knows the age of Ubay who has touched the middle age of three heads.
But to call Pamungkas by that name, it feels awkward and sounds strange to say.
“Can I call Oom aja.” Pinta Yeva with an awkward face. Feeling bad.
Hearing that, Ubay laughed even harder. He hit his own thigh.
“Oudah, yes. It's up lo.” Finally surrendered. He realized that he was no longer young.
It is free to force people to consider him young, if his aura shows him a man who is almost old.
“Face Oom kayak familiar, so.” Yeva tried to remember where she had seen Pamungkas.
“Emang face him this market. No need to wait.” Seloroh Ubayy.
Hearing that, she threatened Ubay with her gaze.
“Oom, artist yes?” Ask Yeva again. This time he looked more closely at his face. The girl seemed to think hard.
Ubay and Pew look at each other.
“Ah! I inget. Oom that's Reanty's husband, right?!” Yeva said with sparkling eyes.
“Mantan.” Insistently lazy.
“Waaahh, pantesan, Oom's face is so familiar. It turns out that they are often on tv. But Oom, how hell cheated on Reanty tea. She was beautiful, kind, friendly and a fan. I met him once.”
I glanced at Ubay. He gave the code that Ubay should stop the girl from talking. He no longer wanted to talk about the bad past. It reminded him of the tears of Balar.
“Va, would you like to drink? Hunting at pesen.” Tanya Ubay who tried to shift the topic of conversation. He also did not want to discuss the matter anymore. His anger at Pamungkas has not disappeared completely. He was just trying to make peace with that anger.
Asked for an autograph by a beautiful girl, of course, he would not refuse it.
“Ehem! Can.” Said Pamungkas slowly.
Yeva searched the paper in her bag. But he didn't find it. Be he pick one of the books he just bought and hand it over to Pamungkas.
“Seek please yes, Oom.” He said with a big smile.
Finally grabbing Yeva's pen in the girl's hand. And he was proud to sign the cover page of Yeva's book.
Yeva could only look at it. I can't believe what he just saw.
“Oom!!!” Pekik Yeva while glaring at her book.
Make the ultimate not to finish the heart image he will draw at the end of his signature.
“Why Oom sign there?!!” Pekik Yeva again. He immediately grabbed his book from his hand and tried to remove the dry ink on the cover of his book. But it's free. The signature of Pamungkas is already engraved there. With a half-finished heart.
Finally, I saw the Yeva Reaction. Confused to conclude. Was the girl so happy to have her autograph? Or did he sign her wrong? Or should he have signed it on another sheet?
“I mean it, ask for a Reanty tea signature! Not his signature Oom.!” Yeva looked at Pamungkas angrily.
And again, Ubay could only laugh out loud at the silliness that happened right in front of his eyes.
While Pamungkas already dead fleas. Not expecting his pride to be torn down instantly by the snot girl.
“Yes pusnn... It'll be dirty my book.” Yeva tried to clean the book again.
“Hahahahahaha.... Hence, Pam. Don't be too proud of yourself. Shame on it.” Seloroh Ubay still laughing.
“Gue Pump!” Hardik Pamungkas by grabbing pockets containing toys beside him. Look up to Yeva and Ubay.
“Oom, wait a minute. How's Reanty tea signed?” Ask Yeva.
“Usaha own.”
“But Oom promised earlier.”
The end does not care. It then passed without caring about Yeva's disappointment. He has lost to shame. He kept walking away from them to the parking lot in the basement.
After arriving at his car, Pamungkas slightly threw the items he brought into the car because of his regret. Feeling humiliated by a young girl who still stinks. Especially in front of friends he had just met. His pride was completely destroyed.
“Sialan tuh child.” Aspersion. It feels so shameful. “Awas aja later if I see you again, I ucek-ucek tuh hair.”
Time and time again she took a deep breath to ease her frustration. More precisely, to ease his embarrassment. After feeling a little calm, he drove his car out of the shopping center area.
Suddenly, his mind was again filled with Binar. About his proposal yesterday. Even until now he still did not fully believe, why could he suddenly dare like that. Without planning.
Finally trying to calculate the percentage of the chance of success of the application. Although he could not deny his little heart that was worried in case Binar refused it.
And somehow, it was as if his mind approved of his little heart that Binar would definitely reject him.
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