My Neighbor's Young Police

twenty nine

Today is the last day where I can enjoy the fresh air throughout the day. Yup! Mother said, after praying isya later we will return home. Hemm..ok now it feels a bit sad yes, kayak. jafi keinget again the reason why my family can be here. Continued memory I was forced to pull back the same incident about me and the deceased Mbah who will not be able to repeat again.

A face that I will never see again in real life, except with a picture or video form.

As soon as the horror of our return, half of my heart feels nyuuuttt. But yaa ga hypocritical also if there is a sense of pleasure that comes to the heart.

Yes of course, this news soon reached Farhan's ears. The little boy I always missed. With that news, too, the sign is that we will meet in real life, venting real longings not only through sound or video.

"I'll pick up Git.. let's just meet him...yeah?"

Farhan actually made it so that he could come pick up. From this morning, every chat there must be something like that. And now we are the same phone.

So rada nyesel deh tau cepet cepet to him. We should give a surprise, right, let the boy not much bring kayak gini.

"Wait a long time Far. I will not be picked up too I will go home anyway."

"Yes.should. If you were there, how was your school? What about your friend who is always the same as me? How is my fate the same?"

"Your fate? What's that got to do?"

"Well, what the hell? I've already half an hour or so know Git, because I miss you."

"Halah. terribly cheap vows, the dreadfulness of the taste of kang ojek that seduces herbalists." I laughed softly about the boy who was seting the same word he said.

"Don't believe you? As long as you're there, I really don't know where. Go home from school if you no longer practice futsal."

"Yes, but right if Malem still like to hang out also dong?"

"Yes thought Gita dear... If I hang out outside, who does every mallem always call while you sleep?"

Actually, every time Farhan's studies always send him to my phone until I actually sleep. Although sometimes only through sound, if the signal is no longer supportive.

But yes, the name is female, the disbelief is there. Especially on the night of my departure to this city, he also gathered the same ampe before morning.

"No, no, Git. After the phone call you, I must also follow you to sleep. There is no wandering malem, gather the same cement especially until the middle of the mallem. If you still don't believe the phone there my mom. If you still can't believe it, I'll watch the cctv recording at home."

Lhah. suddenly became a psychic nih the Farhan.

"I don't think anything of it either. Why do you bring tuh the cctv, he is not wrong yes, do not bring it."

"Well, even if you don't talk, I know what's inside your head. I can tell even if you don't talk. Basically all girls are the same as Gita. Many do not believe nyah."

"All girls? Who is it?"

"That's them they've tried me."

Forgive. his language.

"Your ex meant?"

"I don't have an ex, Git.."

"The name of the couple was Farhan's former name.."

"That's their mah who never dated. I'm not fucking."

"Sooh. her mouth. Malicious. Intar if there are people who continue to doain you who are not good either, for example you are single for life, want??"

"Well, I don't have you to be my life."

"What the..."

I do not understand deh. ngedenger this one boy said so anyway, like there are ants crawling in the heart ya.. amused amused how it is. but seneng dengernya. Sampe was confused as to what to answer.

No way the smile does not fade every ngedenger answer absurd his Farhan.

I still ngedengerin Farhan who was raving about his activities all day yesterday. He said the report again, but yes, until I heard the voice of the mother who hit the door of the room, telling me that Mas Lana had come.

Oh yeah, I forgot that he had a promise. The last day here should not be in vain. Must be utilized as well as possible, one of them is the meaning of meatballs in the place of time mas Lana nganterin me to buy clothes for mother.

Yes, even though it is a very simple tent stall, it continues its place also in the traditional market decket, but I swear yes. The calories really feel really, the meat is also. it feels like kayak is not in street vendors.

After the farewell to Farhan who certainly by phone, I was the same as Lana directly cuss to the meatball brother. Because the day began to go by day, but the weather is cloudy with the wind, it feels more supportive to eat the soup that pedes in warm tea cementin. Beuh. her favorite Susan nih if kayak gini.

It became so into the stall I directly pesen meatballs mercon in the same temenin a glass of warm tea, continue nelfon bestie me that one. Want the same show came to visit her favorite bowl of meatballs, so more drooling aja tuh child.

But really, what comes differently is the content. Once the bulletan is large on the sides, the contents are even meatballs eggs.

"Mas.this is my order I think it's wrong."

With the video call connection still on, I protested to Lana mas first, before to her meatball brother. You see, Lana brought our pesenan. Fear taker same got him.

"What?" Answer him casually. Still his hands nuangin stuffing toping saos, sambel the same soy sauce into my meatball sauce.

"No. Got me just like you."

"What's? Also eggs?"

He ngokuk small in response, so more definitely in also ngebihatan large circle of the meatballs, ngosih know if the stuffing is the same.

My appetite disappeared instantly. So is the intention to show off to Susan. Suddenly it all fell apart.

"Well, I don't want this one." Well. faint faint I horrified the sound of the ruckus of Susan, clearly the child again laugh so as not to explode. He likes that jaim, if you know me again the same mas Lana.

"Tuker ah. change the subject."

spoiled fashion I came out instantly with a feeling of tightness in the heart.Clearly what it wants, dapet.

Worrying me who refused to touch the fruitful food, Lana's response was just a postulate.

Anyway, if he had two hands he was a henchman on the table, the sign would be a word of pearl coming out.

"I'm sorry before.." It's true. If you've used me, surely his oustadz-an out.

"I was wrong to change your license without your permission and without telling you first. But that's how I take care of you. It's a sign that I put your health first rather than your momentary pleasure. I know, you ordered it just because you want to show off to your friends. And I don't like that. I have told you many times to be orderly if you eat again, among others, read the prayer before starting to eat and drink and do not play gadgets while eating. Don't you want to or refuse to understand?"

All of this he said in one tone. Nothing is high, not low. Kayak Gury who again taught his students, slowly but full of emphasis. Very careful he keeps let us not disturb other visitors.

Because the weather is starting to drizzle, so people may be lazy to get out of the house.

"Now I ask you to turn off your call."

"That's my temen mas.."

"I know. But we're eating. There's a time when you can talk to your friend a lot, later."

From his gaze like it can't be disturbed. Yep. Every more gini talk, he looks me in the eye. Maybe let the point be conveyed good.

With a very heavy heart, I finally chose to say goodbay with my bestie. He who is already horrified and often horrified this old man when he talks again, just laughing is not clear. Kayak seneng that squirms me in omelin.

Huhf. actually lost my appetite.

"Now, eat, do not waste food." The end of the lecture session.

"No. It's not taste." Mending mainin mobile phone aja deh, more interesting on appeal ngeliat tuh buletan in dalem kuah which is certainly already adem.

"We can't waste Gita's food. Try, how does his brother feel if he wriggles his customers home with a bowl that is still full. He must have thought it was a macem macem."

"Bodo is.." My view is still on the phone screen, cool to scroll the instagram homepage.

"Gita's. I don't know, how Farhan to make nanganin you who again like gini," Usually the boy will nuh nyuapin without much talk until it runs out.

And when my mind again expressed about his words, mas Lana very surprisingly pulled the cellphone in my hand.

"Mas! what the hell?" Out of shock, I snapped a little. But Lana still with her flat face.

"But I'm not Farhan."

"No need to bring him. If emang mas Lana more wanted his feelings brother. Yes, yes, it was me who finished it. Kan mas the pesen. I let it be forced wherever it doesn't want to be."

And his response? Just diem. Yeah, he just diem while looking at me real good. I who have been severely sprained can only duck while playing with nails, trying to make tears.

"Yaudah, wait." Answer her.

Don't know what the meaning of the word wait. Don't know. Don't want to know either so I don't want to know anymore. Not saying anything else. Just waiting as he told me.

I don't know how much time was wasted just with me who just sat on them while wondering if. Random did until finally thought what if the other one sat in front of me now the Farhan. What if I was the same as Farhan. It won't tell the story.

Though, I deliberately did not eat breakfast much just to ngabisin nih meatballs, and that turns out again in ravenous all the same mas Lana. Crazy anyway, what kind of laper? Sampe abis is two bowls. Fortunately, man, try if she is a girl already I don't know what came out said the word.

"Hayuk, go home" take him. On her Thursday, she never skinship the same girl who is not her muhrim. Said. But if he talks again he dares to look at me for whatever it is.

And call home tuh, really ngajak go home, not where nanya nanya go or stop by buy anything else that is, not. Really at the anter straight home.

Geez, it's getting worse. Once in front of the house, there is no father, mother, the om also his car. But there's a bunch of other kids at the bribe in the bale.

"I'm sorry, I have to pray at home. So can't go where it used to be." Said.

Yes, whatever, yes bodo very well, have no interest to anywhere. From still in the meatball stall also want to rush home, do not want long with him. If you need not see me again.

So sick I uma diem just continue to mengeluyur into the dalem, do not want to receive the cellphone that from earlier he pocketed in the pocket of his cocoa shirt.

It's up to you to be taken or thrown away even though. Uh but I don't think that's possible either. What is clear is that as soon as I arrived, I went straight into the room and kept the door locked. Point.