
"Good day sir" Safira said to Broto. It turns out that in the room there is not only Broto, but also Kemala and a beautiful girl with long hair. Like an idol, thought Safira.
"Good afternoon. Here sit." Broto told Safira to sit next to the long-haired girl.
"Good day, ma'am." Safira nodded kindly as she extended her hand to Kemala to ask for salaman. Kemala stretched out his hand, welcoming Sapphira's hand. This girl is beautiful and polite, Kemala thought.
"Siang nak Fira's. Here sit next to Cantika." Oh, her name is Cantika, thought Safira.
"Hi I'm Cantika, Troy's brother. His girlfriend's brother Troy, right?" shoot Cantika directly after shaking hands with Sapphira.
"Eh. mom-no.. Brother's not Troy's girlfriend. My name is Safira, you may call me brother Fira." replied Safira stammered.
"If not, how nervous would he be?" insist Cantika.
"Darling, do not tempt brother Fira," said Kemala while trying Cantika's arm.
"Iih.mama do not know if Troy's brother has a heavy crush on Fira. Mama know not, this morning when Troy brother between Cantika, he looks really happy because he knows he will often meet with brother Fira," Cantika said without a filter. "Don't you want your mom to have a boyfriend like Troy's sister Fira? Clever, beautiful, shalihah."
"Can, you didn't call me here to discuss your brother's relationship with Fira. Papa wants you to have a chat with Fira to get closer. So later when you're guided by him, you're connected."
Cantika looked at Safira from head to toe. His eyes looked at his prospective tutor closely. Even Sapphira felt like she was being interrogated. He was more nervous to face Cantika than to face Broto and Kemala.
"Hmm. if you see from the appearance okelah. Nondolent. Well-favoured. Prettier than girls who like to stick with Troy like stamps," said Cantika, again not filtered.
It seems like this girl is fun, Safira thought. Hopefully this girl is not like her brother who likes to impose his will.
"Relax brother, although I'm Troy's brother, our nature is different. I'm not lazy and I'm not bloon like Troy." Cantika seemed to know the way of Safira's mind.
"Who said I was a bloon?" Suddenly Troy barged in and sat down beside Sapphira.
"Cantika said. What's Troy want? Don't like to be called a bloon? Why is Troy sitting there? Sana moved to sit next to mom!" expel Cantika. He knew Safira looked uncomfortable sitting next to Troy. "Narrow brother, move gih! Why sit kayaking in angkot?!"
"Troy, sit down by mom. You don't make Fira uncomfortable. After all, the sofa was narrow," Kemala called Troy to move his seat.
"Heh centil, you're the one who moved. I want to sit near your sister-in-law's candidate" replied Troy kekeuh not want to move.
"Eh, there's no! Mama papa sent Fira's brother here to meet Cantika. Not seeing Troy. Just interrupt! Sana, the quarry moved beside mama! If you do not want to move, Cantika will invite brother Fira to chat at aja mushola. All right so that Troy brother can not be close and can not see brother Fira," threatened Cantika.
Finally, grumbling, Troy moved to the side of Kemala.
"Ma, tukeran sat down."
"Why wear a tukeran all?" ask Kemala wonder.
"I want to sit across from Fira."
"Dih, very odd! Must it sit in front of Fira?"
"Heh, little kids don't have to be so good at it."
"Already, already. You guys aren't ashamed of fussing in front of Fira?" Broto mediates. "Troy, why did you come to school? Don't you have a holiday?"
"It's up to me to take a day off or not" replied Troy.
"Sister Troy!" Spontaneous Sapphira rebukes Troy's behavior which he considers impolite. Troy was instantly silent when he saw the girl glaring at him. "Don't think so answering the words of parents. Not polite."
"Hayooo.. think what? Very happy diomelin with brother Fira. Omelin just keep on sis. He is not polite to parents. It was great to fight papa and mom. Never said it was spoken of. He's just afraid of the oma" Cantika fought with a laugh. Very happy she saw her brother's kicep can not argue the nagging Safira.
"Can, let's talk at the mosque aja yuk," Safira asked. "Silent brother likes to be sultry if close to the child who is not polite with parents."
"Eh, don't dong. If you go to the mosque I can't squirm at you" Troy said.
"That's why Troy's not gonna be like that to papa." Troy was only willing to reply to Cantika's words when he saw Safira's sharp gaze.
"OK, okay. I'll shut up. But you're here," said Troy slowly. His face looks good.
Broto and Kemala could only smile at the interaction of the three.
After chatting for almost an hour, it was finally agreed that Safira would teach Cantika twice a week.
"Let me pick you up Fir."
"No need to brother. Later I can take an angkot or with Cantika."
"Let's Cantika I pick you up."
"Tumben wants to pick up without diomelin first," Cantika said.
"Heh bocil, don't interfere in big man's business!" troy's nagging.
"Then let me take the angkot. Or do you want to take the angkot?" safira asked Cantika.
"Well angkot? Ma, pa, can Cantika go home from school to take an angkot with sister Fira? Please, can ya? Please."
"Aren't you ever riding an angkot?" ask Safira wonder. Cantika shook her head while pouting.
"Can't be the same mom. He said he was afraid his son would be kidnapped. Dih, even though who would want to kidnap me. Gini-gini I'm already big. Not an SD boy anymore. I also know you can't come if you're invited by strangers."
"What if Ilyas kidnaps him?"
"Sister Ilyas?" Sapphira was astonished that Troy suddenly mentioned the name of his best friend.
"Yes, Ilyas. This kid has a crush....." Not yet had Troy finish his speech, Cantika had jumped in front of Troy and closed his brother's mouth.
"Sister Troy don't bucket!" omel Cantika's.
"Already, already. You guys don't keep fighting. Troy, there you take Sapphira home. Take your sister with you," Kemala ordered. As if the durian had collapsed, Troy immediately stood up and saluted Kemala.
"Ready ma! The task will be carried out soon!"
"No need to ma'am. Let Fira take the angkot, "push Safira.
"No papa, let Cantika see where your house is. Who knows if he'll study at your house."
"Wow, I'm ashamed that Cantika studied at my house. My house is ugly and small. I don't use AC. Poor Cantika," Safira refused to panic.
"Sister Fira doesn't need to panic that way. Mama was just kidding. Come on, brother, let's go home."
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