
After watching the movie, I was doing the dishes. My two sisters had already gone to the room to sleep, and Teh Ani was standing near the sink, acting like a boss by crossing her arms in front of her chest. His eyes looked straight at me, leaving me half alive.
"Why?" my question can't stand it. My hands were busy putting the basin into the sink, then watering it with water. I then wet the sponge and drip the dishwashing soap.
"So," he began, "do you really have a boyfriend?"
I stopped the movement of the hand that was rubbing the basin. Huft, I think Ani Tea will forget. I'm ashamed to have to tell her this story.
"Yes," I replied in a squeaking voice.
In fact it is somewhat less certain, because Azam never even admitted or denied it. Yes, he did give me clarity when in class at that time, but when there are people who ask, where is he ngaku. In the eyes of the people me and Azam dating is like a lie.
"Who? Which person?"
"Azam, the Lake also," I replied lazily. Ani tea if the curious mode is active will definitely not stop asking questions anytime soon.
"Ye, I mean what area does he live in?"
"Something." I just put my shoulders down. He never told me where his house was, nor did I ever tell him. I don't want to go to this house.
"Where the hell are you? Boyfriend's own house doesn't know." Ani Tea started to nag. "Keep during your courtship what have you done?"
Tuhs. I feel interrogated. It's like Teh Ani if you're a detective. I like to find out the smallest things.
I wiped the basin with a dry towel, then put it on the shelf. After that take the ice cream in the refrigerator and sit in the living room to watch again. Hm, what better movie should I watch, huh?
Ani Tea is still faithfully trailing behind me. He seemed too surprised to hear my answer.
Ah, I'll just watch this movie, Barbie Mariposa. Please don't laugh at my taste, I'm lazy to watch a movie that makes my brain dizzy.
Ani Tea sat next to me, then said in disbelief, "Seriously? I was gonna tell you not to go too far. But, your courtship is really like a High School kid, no, but an Elementary kid. The boys in the red white uniform were even dating him to the street together, but you're just a chattan doang. I don't even know what to react to."
"Yes, yes" I replied without interest. No matter the SD-style courtship. My mind deliberately focused on the storyline in the film, and the hands that did not stop bribing.
"Maybe he doesn't love you, Na?"
Now my hand stopped in the air. Ls i? I also still doubt Azam's feelings anyway, until now.
"You're a slacker anyway, love him what cake let more love you. Your cooking, for example?"
I just shakes no matter. I immediately refused his advice. No. gabe. I know many of the main characters in the novel who are good at cooking use their skills so that the boy is more in love. But cooking is really not my specialty. And I'm afraid of the khilaf.
How if the cooking time later I enter a lot of pellets into his cooking let Azam love to me overflow to overflowing?
Dih, not really, deh.