My girlfriend's my Class Brother

episode 29 (little boy)

      I'm sitting at the dinner table, I see Mama's still busy preparing some food for our dinner tonight. I invited Yesi to dinner with us. Yesi sat right on one of the chairs next to me with a flat face and did not show her dislike. This has been going on since Yesi came this afternoon. His eyes have been staring since I got off Jovan's bike.

      With his conceit he pulled my hand fast and pulled the gate violently in front of Jovan.

     Understandably Yesi does not like when I am friends with Jovan, because of Jovan's selfish and arrogant nature. That's why Yesi likes to be angry when she sees me playing with Jovan.

    You lick-smith!

    Apparently angry Yesi still persisted until this second. And amazingly, I have no intention of apologizing. I'm not wrong, am I? I just play with my friends, nothing more. It is excessive.

    After scooping the rice complete with vegetables and side dishes, I handed the empty plate right in front of Yesi. Yesi scoops the rice for herself.

      Starting to bribe a spoon of rice into the mouth, I glanced at Yesi who still had no movement.

     "Darling, don't eat?" ask Isaiah.

    There's no answer. I re-inserted the third spoon, followed by the fourth spoon and so on. The rice on my plate was almost exhausted, but Yesi had no signs of taking off her statue mode.

      Bored, I pull the plate in front of him. To return an empty plate to where it came from.

    My wrist is in Yesi's custody.

     "What did Yesa do?" ask Yesi.

     "Yesi being silent does not mean not eating, Yesa." replied Yesi annoyed.

     "Continue what? Copyrighted?" say Isaiah again.

    Yesi pinched my lips with her right hand.

"Understand me, Yesi wants you to apologize. You know what your mistake is?" yesi said with his powerful voice.

    "No! I answered with the arm, what is it?" ask Isaiah.

     Snarling, Yesi let go of her hand.

"You go home with Jovan and your girlfriend doesn't like watching you play with Jovan!" said Yesi with a pressing tone.

     "Continue. Yesi what do I want me to be?" ask Isaiah chuckled.

     "Suapin." replied Yesi as she winked at the plate full of food.

     "Damn......Rich boy. Just bribe yourself!" said Isaiah smiling.

      Yesi shook her head firmly, pointing her finger towards the plate and alternating towards her mouth. As if to say, bribe now!

      Licking my lips, I scooped up the rice and the side dishes. Then he brought it to the mouth of Jesse.

"Eat a lot, yes, baby, let the body get bigger" Isaiah joked.

       *****

     Sundays. The weather was clear, as bright as my mood. We both agreed to get up early to jog in the front garden of my compound.

     Just the first time jogging with Yesi, not only me and Yesi are in the park. But, there's more. The majority of married couples are almost half a century old. Maybe they want to be healthy at the age that is no longer young.

     Run for 40 minutes. I and Yesi sat in one of the gardens. I gulped down the mineral water we had brought from home and handed it to Yesi.

    "Yesi, look, deh! It looks like my ex is everywhere" Isaiah said, pointing randomly at a group of girls passing by on the outskirts near the park.

    "It is natural that the park is made a favorite place of young people" said Yesi, his last words were very small. But my hearing clearly caught him.

    Suddenly I was surprised that the mothers gathered around Jesse. No, rather surround me.

    "This is his house with the black gate, huh?" ask the mother who is wearing a light blue t-shirt.

      Gawking, I looked confused.

     "Sports too?" ask the other mothers.

     "Where's the wife?" asked the mother who was standing next to the light blue mother, this last question made my tension rise.

     I was overwhelmed by this crowd of mothers. Upset, and I want to scream.

"this is Mr. Zain's son. Oy!" inwardly Isaiah was ashamed.

       Today, I am home alone, Mama and Papa are also Oci on vacation to Bali. The goal is to fill the weekend that has been promised for a long time for the little Oci. Actually, I was also forced to come, but I refuse to go raw. Traveling is exhausting.

       Roll around on the couch playing the hape. Like that my activities for two hours until I really eneg. Finally, I decided to get up.

       I walked up the stairs to the room to pick up a brown jacket to cover my athletic body.

      After making sure the door is completely locked, then I slowly walk to the minimarket which is 200 meters from the house. The reason I'm the mageran is out of the house buying food and soft drinks.

       With all my strength I push the door to the mini market and go directly to the display rack snack and soft drinks do not miss I also buy ice cream magnum, cornetto and directly to the cashier.

      Coincidentally queuing is not too long, the employee is counting the groceries of other customers, continuing by counting my groceries and mentioning the amount I have to pay.

      After saying thank you, I walked out of the minimarket. When I got to the front door, I met Bagas. I glanced in shock, she in her casual clothes just passed by after giving a cynical look.

      Shaking my head, trying not to care. I decided to go back home. In the complex where I live, there is not a single neighbor who is the same as me, even to just say hello never. Not because I'm arrogant, but because they don't all have kids my age.

      The average complex here contains couples aged 20-40 years and over. If by chance they say hello to Sok Kenal Sok Akrab. I'm just considered the inhabitants of the same occult complex. There was her presence, but it was not visible in their eyes.

      From a distance, I saw a girl leaning against her car. It's parked right in front of my house. Wh who?

      When a short distance away, I finally recognized the woman who owned the white yaris car.

       "Yesi?" call Isaiah.

    The owner of the name turned around and immediately revealed a smile.

"Yesi thinks there's no one" said Yesi, leaning his head toward the house.

     "There, really. It's in front of you." Isaiah replied teasingly.

     Chuckling, Yesi walked away from his car and stopped right in front of me.

    

    "Same Papa, is there?" ask Yesi again.

     "Again to Bali." Isaiah answered briefly.

      I let Yesi into the house. While I was staying in the living room, Yesi was seen walking through the room.

     I came back from the kitchen and sat down on the couch. With Yesi sitting next to me.

     "Yesi, you want to come with me?" ask Isaiah.

      "Where?" ask Yesi again.

my offer attracted the attention of Yesi, rather than at home there is no work mending us go for a walk.

      "Gue is again in the photographer's race, and it just so happens that the theme is free. So, I want to make you go somewhere and make you as well as the model. Wanna naw? If you don't want pa-pa, what?"

       A moment of Yesi thinking, then nodding.

"Can, deh!" yesi replied smiling sweetly.

     

      Before I left, I changed my clothes. It was only after that, that Yesi and I got out of the house where the car was parked. Frowning confused as Bu Wati who was standing next to Yesi's car while bending his head towards the house.

      When I saw that Bu Wati was pretending to have a fever. Then he caught the presence of Yesi, quickly looking at us intensely.

        "Parents aren't home with girls. Basic children today," said Ms. Wati shook her head as she passed towards her home. Fortunately, I have a lot of patience. If not directly I am trembling widow thirsty caresses. I love to find the same problem.

         "Who?" ask Yesi.

         "Regular, neighbor sirik. My life is surrounded by people who love me very much, he became jealous too." replied Isaiah.

         Shaking her head, Yesi handed me the car keys and told me to come in, after which she told me to hold the wheel of the car.