My Lovely Neighbour (My Beloved Neighbor)

Part 4 - Because of Him

Today is Sunday, the day I can relax and go with my girlfriend. Gaddafi.

drr....

suddenly my phone shook. Gaddafi.he called me.

"Hello fi.. What's wrong? tumben early this morning you've woken up. call me anyway . why?"

"sorry, I have to go with my grandmother to Klaten. grandma wants to look at me. know for yourself, right if grandma's will can not be contested?"

"hmm. yaudah fi. gapapa kok. even I can be lazy at home hehe. stay safe ya on the road. be careful. love you"

"yes dear sorry. I love you too"

Gaddafi ended the call. Today I have no agenda to go with him. He really loves his grandmother, and his father, who entered bui because of my father.

I sat on the front porch sipping the goodday milk coffee I had brewed. Ah. the pleasure of this coffee. so sweet, unlike the story of my life journey. sometimes bitter, sometimes sweet.

Gito came with a jar of pastries. kastengel. my favorite.how did he know?

"Din's? are you busy today? this is a cake from my mother.he said this is a bribe, if you want to help mom packing the cake, you will be loved again.hehe. busy not cah ayu ?"

actually I joined the house. not dating Gaddafi. do I not call budhe huh?

"i'm not going anywhere today Git. now or later today packing it? I think I can help deh. ga delicious already given a jar like this hahaha, add again if you can. "

"now Din. come with me. Mom is waiting in the kitchen. this way yes"

Gito took me to the kitchen door very quickly because our house was so close.

"budhe Sri. again make cookies yah budhe.." I said familiar snobs.

"eh. cah ayu. here son. this already there are 3 trays still fresh from the oven. trays that ijo is cold tuh. can start you packing. Yaris...you teach Dina yah"

it turns out that Budhe Sri called Gito by the name of Yaris. really 360 degrees with the name Gito. haha.

"eh Dina. stack her castle circular, do not be straight so. later ugly appearance.gini loh"

Suddenly, Gito grabbed my waist and taught me how to make this castle cake.

"eehhh yes Git. sorry. understand the new teaching. must be trained first with the same expert nih hehe."

Budhe Sri came again with a tray of hot pastries.

"it seems like you guys are .. Yaris why did you introduce your name Gito? isn't that a ndeso once? cook yes today there is the name of Gito youth" said budhe Sri while putting a tray on the table

"ah yes budhe. indeed Gito my acquaintance yes say his name is Gito . but gapapa budhe. funny name. unique." reply me while smiling at budhe.

" yeah already, please continue the packing.yah neat well. later budhe love bonus" said budhe while blinking one eye.

14:00 noon

I'm tired today, but happy.feel like today I was productive.not just go play with Gaddafi.

"Dina, this is a drink . I'm sorry to make you tired and bothered today .. "

Gito offered me a cold drink

"no Git. I'm happy today there are positive activities that make me not join again. I call myself I gapapa ya Git? we know each other and are very familiar."

"we are ordinary to Din, the goal is indeed let us get along with each other. just relax Din.."

I saw the sincerity in Gito's eyes that made me melt into him.

"by the way, Gaddafi Tumben did not meet you? "

Gito seemed curious where Gaddafi was.

"Dafi to Klaten invited grandmother to visit her father.maybe her grandmother misses.."

"oh.. visit Mr Gunawan? look Din, how cute your boyfriend is to his grandmother. Are you sure? "

" Git, I dated Dafi long before her father entered Bui. Does Gito have a girlfriend? know to me dong.who knows can double-date we later hehe "

I switched the conversation.I don't want to keep thinking about my relationship with Gaddafi.

"that's.. I don't have Din yet, I hope who is my girlfriend yes you. but where can I be. I don't want to be your affair Din.. Where is my pride? So, at least I can wait for you to be empty again, while making friends with you. Can you?"

Gito looked at me deeply.

"Gito.. actually my relationship with Gaddafi is very difficult.he has a photo tel*nj*ng ku Git. I don't know what I think when I want to take a picture like that for him. So, of course I'm hard to get away from. I love him anyway.."

Gito scrunched his forehead. He rubbed his chin.

"as it seems, it actually includes Din's threat, it could be triggered if you want. I can help you. It's not because I like you, Din, it's only because of my duty, protecting lawless people like you. "

"So .. You think I'm weak? "

I, actually want to be helped by Gito, but why should Gito? not someone else? didn't I vilify Gito to Gaddafi then? it's the same as licking my own saliva.

"Mom.it's not so Din. it's just..."

Gito said no words, I ran into the house and cried. Oh my God.. Why is it so hard? I wanted to get away from Gaddafi, but on the one hand I loved him. But loving Gaddafi also made me sick, because it was his grandmother who made my parents die.I know that, even though the case is closed , because the police said there wasn't enough evidence to tell me who was behind the accident that killed my parents.

Do I accept Gito's offer?

seriate..