
Since this morning until the chek out of the hotel Radit's face continues to be tangled, also pouting even though Mesya has floated all jokes. The adult male was in fact more like a five-year-old boy who was sulking because not bought a toy to make Mesya anxious and eager to kick the man into the ocean.
Along the way to the residence of his parents, the man only focused on the tab in his hand, either pretending to be busy or indeed really busy because it was enough to upset Mesya himself.
“Knowing will be in cuekin gini mending do not follow all!” mesya's snort cast a glance outside the window of the oncoming car.
“Everything don't like prank!”
Mesya turned his head as the word came out from the mouth of the man sitting beside him, stared intently at Radit then glared in annoyance. “Who is first ignorant? Therefore if you do not want to be in jahili never be ignorant first!”
The debate between the two began and clearly no one was willing to budge, Radit with his prestige and Mesya with his stubbornness. The driver just shook his head at the debate he did not understand. Until it was realized that the car that took him to the house of his parents had arrived in front of the black high gate.
“Down!” tell Radit still with an annoyed tone of voice.
Without saying anything, Mesya got out of the car, staring around the place where he was currently. The admiration of the atmosphere in this place made Mesya open wide his mouth.
Radit gave a small tease on the lover's forehead while saying, “ck, tacky!”
“No need to protest constantly Dit, I'm new here, so it's natural that the response is excessive.”
Withdrawing his suitcase and Mesya's, Radit entered the spacious house as soon as the security guard opened the gate for him. Mesya followed from behind with a hand on Radit's shirt.
In front of the main door there, Mesya saw someone he knew, a woman he had not met for a long time. The middle-aged woman's warm smile welcomed her arrival and immediately hugged tightly.
“Kangen Aunt,” said Mesya spoiled reply to the middle-aged woman's embrace was no less tight.
“Tante also miss you, dear.” Reply Frita, Radit's mother. “Come in, we chat inside to make it more delicious.” Frita led the two to enter and allowed them to sit on the living room sofa.
“Where's papa, Ma?” Radit who had been silent since then started to open his voice.
“A few days ago Auntie was sick, her name is also old. But after hearing that Radit will visit and take you, Auntie immediately healed so happy,” kelakarnya while smiling gently. At first glance look at his son who was lazy to look away.
Mesya felt in a strange situation at the moment, he did not understand what he saw. Just nod and open another chat to rekindle the atmosphere.
Mesya was not curious, but he just did not want to interfere too much. Although Radit is her lover and Frita is also not a stranger to her, but five years did not meet even just to be considerate to make the awkwardness real.
As far as Mesya was concerned Radit was so close to his mother, and now after five years had passed Mesya felt that something had happened in this family during their separation.
In the middle of the conversation between Mesya and Frita's aunt, the sound of carefree laughter out there made the three turn their heads and found a middle-aged male figure who still looked fit had just entered the main door with a girl who was a few years old Mesya taxir underneath. The woman screamed for pleasure as soon as her gaze met with Radit who had already developed a gentle smile.
“Yakkk! Radit!” exclaimed the woman happily and immediately ran over to Radit who was now standing and spread out his hands.
Mesya who witnessed it was quite hot and his chest suddenly felt tight. But as much as possible to keep trying to think positive.
“Hallo Son, how are you and your parents?” greet Tama warmly,
“My news is good Om, as well as Dad and Mommy. How about Om himself? Mesya until pangling see Om getting handsome,” asked Mesya at the end with a laugh with Tama and Frita while the other two people are still cool together, while the other two are still cool, let go of longing by hugging each other and laughing about what it was, because Mesya did not understand their language at all.
Radit's mother was ready to prepare their lunch as well as Radit's father who took a bath, leaving Mesya and Radit is also a new woman he knows named Cherrylistha who is still coolly spoiled in the hands of Radit.
Since then even Mesya has grunted many times but in fact not at all the man ignored even to turn his head was not, making Mesya feel annoyed at being ignored. Finally, instead of tired heart and hot ears, jealousy is getting smoldering, Mesya prefers to enter the guest room that was shown by Frita for a place to rest while here. Locking the door and slamming his body onto the bed, Mesya closed his eyes.
In his heart he hoped Radit would catch up with him, knock on the door and apologize for ignoring it, but after thirty minutes had passed in fact the hope had not happened at all, Mesya had to swallow the disappointment and chose to go inside the bathroom, flushing his tired body and hot heart hoping that after this his feelings would be better.
Still wrapped in a towel Mesya grabbed the phone in his handbag, sending a message to the Mother who was at home there, reporting that he had arrived safely also conveyed the greetings given by Radit's parents. After that Mesya checked the chat anyone who entered and hoped that Radit would send him a message, even though it was in the same roof but Mesya still memorized it at this time. But unfortunately the disappointment had to come back Mesya swallowed.
Upset he slammed his phone on the bed and stepped into his suitcase and pulled out the clothes he was going to wear before returning to bed and lying down until the drowsiness attacked and he fell asleep.