My Only One's

My Only One's
Courting



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"Zai, are you still a long time?" Dimitri sat in his lazy chair in their backyard.


The afternoon was approaching but Rania looked still busy with two motorcycles and workshop equipment. The back porch of their house changed functions into an impromptu workshop every time the woman checked on her motorbike.


"A little more." The woman answered.


"You said a little more, but didn't finish?" the protest was not taking his eyes off the phone.


"He's patient, if the machine really can't rush. Could be bad later."


"Why not just ask someone else? you have a team of mechanics who would want to do something like this? Even doing it yourself?" The man grumbled.


"Yes can't do that dong, if I can still work alone is work. You can't always rely on others. Would it be nice if we did the work ourselves?"


"The problem is that our time is wasted."


"What's free?"


"I deliberately emptied the schedule for today because I want to be home with you?"


"Well, doesn't it have to be at home? It's Saturday, how are you?"


"The thing is, I'm ...."


"Why? Don't want to be home? Do you want to continue working, or out with clients? Is that?" Rania stopped her activities and then turned her head.


"Mh ...."


"Is he there if he wants to go?" Rania squealing.


"When I've been pleased if again gini there is a nemenin. Some people talk so they don't feel alone."


"Duh?" Dimitri quickly got up from his chair and approached his wife.


"Not so Zai."


"So much as you feel lost?"


"No, you're not." The man crouched down in front of him.


"Hurry up, finish the bike."


"This will also. You keep protesting!"


"Yes yes, sorry."


Rania tickled.


The man then decided to sit nearby. Paying attention to the shrewdness of Rania in fiddling with the second wheeled machine. He was like a professional mechanic.


How not? Since childhood his wife has known the automotive world more than anyone. Make him understand in everything that deals with machines, especially their vehicles.


Dimitri did not even have to bother going to the workshop to take care of the condition of his car. Because Rania will do it. He even gave a repair schedule every few months.


"A lonely house if there are no children?"


"Well, they go yes less people in this house. Sisters can take off, Mbak Leni's work is reduced, and security guards can also relax. You don't have to follow them either. Papi same Mama is understanding."


Dimitri was silent for a long time. But then he remembered something.


"Hey, Zai?"


"Hum?"


"When you were a kid, Anya's age had your papa come to the workshop?"


"Sometimes."


"Why come to the workshop?"


"From the baby that's it."


"Papa deliberately took you to the workshop?"


"Yes." Yeah."


"Why?"


"Mama went to college again when I was six months old. Yes papa take it to the workshop. Am I telling a story?"


"Why not just leave you at home?"


"I don't want to."


"Why?"


"Grandmother said I like to be fussy if you don't bring papa. I don't have a baby sitter like Anya's the same Zenya."


"Indeed, if you take it to the workshop is not fussy?"


"No, no."


"Can't you?"


"Yes dong, papa is carrying me on." Rania laughs.


Dimitri rolled his eyes.


"Why are you suddenly asking me about that?" Rania turned back to her husband.


"No, just looking for chat material." Dimitri laughed too.


"Gee! Kirain why?"


"How to play the children now with us different huh?" Dimitri spoke again.


"It's different."


"Anya and Zenya are hard to keep away from gadgets."


"What is our habit. You have gadgets, so do the kids."


"Hm ...."


"They're nothing to imitate me like. Congratulations, congratulations." Rania laughed remembering her behavior as a child.


"Why indeed?"


"No why, good. How are there kids today who play like I used to?"


"What were you first?"


"You wouldn't believe me if I told you."


"Look, I love hearing your stories. Your childhood was exciting."


"Yes, your childhood wasn't good?"


"Grow. But not as much as you."


"Times?"


"Yes." Yeah."


"I fit moved papa to the complex so much temen. Same thing with still living in grandpa's house."


"The child is just me. There is the most if fit Om Gara nginep. The rest is on its own. But after moving, I had a new friend. One of them is a log."


"Continue?"


"Anything?"


"Yw much. Now I'm sure there's no kid playing like me. There is no place to play either."


"One of them?"


Rania was silent to remember.


"Main kite in front of his house Galang." Then he laughed. "Or sometimes I go up to the balcony of her room she let her play more cool. Can you see someone else's kite let me fight."


"Till it?"


"Seru knows! Especially if you are playing to the Bogor villa. More exciting. His kite on the tile, can climb trees, play in the forest, guava sticks, pick fruit in people's gardens, keep running away." he laughed again reminiscing about his childhood full of excitement.


I've never played kites on anyone's balcony, I didn't even know there was such a game and girls could play it. Huh, how annoying! Inner Dimitri when he remembered also Galang's speech yesterday afternoon.


"You're asking questions about that?"


"And I told you there'd be talk." Dimitri answered.


"Oh yeah, I don't know about business? So you won't talk if you talk about it."


"Yes, like that."


"Well, done!" Rania reacts when her work ends.


"really?"


"Yes." Yeah." The woman rose.


"We try, is it good?" Then he turned on his motor.


Rania turned the gas so that the sound of the engine roared out, and she listened to it properly.


The woman smiled with satisfaction when she felt that her work was perfect.


"Ah, ..hade! (Good)." he said.


"Have you?" Dimitri.


"Hm ..." And Rania nodded her head.


"Good, means we can go now?"


"Where to go?"


"Anywhere. Let's go on a date?"


"Dating?"


"Yes, there are no children."


Then the conversation paused when their housekeeper appeared.


"Sorry mom, sir?"


"Yes?" They looked at it simultaneously.


"All the work is done, the food is ready."


"okay."


"So I want to pay."


"Oh, you want to go now?"


"My Mom, my son is waiting ahead."


"OK if that's it. Don't forget to come back Sunday afternoon?"


"Yes ma'am, excuse me." He left after getting an answer from Rania.


"Well, everyone left" Dimitri said shortly after.


"Yes, the house is quiet again as usual."


"Open?"


"Yes. Uh, there's no Satpam in front."


Dimitri got up from his position.


"Then come on?"


"You want a date now?"


"Not so."


"Continue?"


"We're going upstairs."


"What are you doing? said you were going on a date? Go out, right?"


"After a second thought, our date is home."


"Don't you? hastily finished the bike too? But the edges are at home?"


"Let's go after this."


"Aren't you sure you're really going?" Rania got off her bike.


"We'll see."


"That right?"


The man chuckled.


"Hurry up and take a shower!" Dimitri pushed Rania towards their room on the second floor.


"Whenever shower? Later also dry again?"


"Minimal wash your hands, time to date his hands dirty so?"


"Currently, dating? Rich abege?"


"Let's just say so."


"Abege mateng!"


"Like you." Then they both laughed.


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This is an edition of Mama Oneng and Papi Dimi. Because last week night they didn't get up on the field, so we moved in here. Who knows, someone might miss.


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