
"You need to use a ginian motorbike like a sissy, bro. Masa, macho looks, the motor is matic. It's pink anyway! Hahaha," said Yogi on the street laughing.
"Neighbor! It's not pink. But young Purple," said Surya in self-defense.
It was Nadia's color of choice, when Surya bought it first.
Surya was forced to ask permission from his parents, to replace his sport bike with a motor matic.
Because Nadia is not comfortable if the bonceng motor sport.
And now it's even peddled Yogi kayak sissy. Hhh! Surya was furious too.
"Eleven twelve, Bro. Long time ago, you really don't do good. Girl thinks you're gay. Haha." Yogi keeps on teasing Surya.
Surya stopped the motor.
"Cock stop, why?" ask Yogi. He thought, Surya's motor is in trouble.
"If the baffles go on, get you down here!" surya said with annoyance.
"Yeah, that's it. I'm sorry brother-in-law." Yogi immediately hugged Surya's waist tightly.
Surya smiled thinly. He likes Yogis who are not easily emotional. And often act silly like a child.
Yogi is an easy going man. Not as big as Surya. All problems are never thought about. So thought Surya.
Although Surya never knew what really happened to the Yogi. A child who almost never gets the love of his parents.
Surya becomes more convinced, that Yogi is a good man for Sinta.
They arrived at the Surya family home. Rahma and Sinta were waiting on the porch of the house.
Rahma, who was always worried about her son, could not calm down if her children had not reached home.
"Finally, go home too" said Rahma, giving thanks. Like Surya just went far away.
Surya shakes Rahma's hand.
"It's only at Yogi's house, Ma" said Surya.
"Yes, you don't give me any news. Mama is worried." Rahma's messing with Surya's hair.
Yogi looked at her with haru. He never received much attention from his parents.
Only mak Yati always loved and worried about him.
"Met night, Auntie." Yogi also greeted Rahma's hand politely.
"Night, Yogi," said Rahma.
"Hay, Sin. How are you?" Yogi shakes Sinta's hand. Not the handshake of another kasmaran. But more to handshakes between friends.
"Okay, sister," replied Sinta. His heart was flowery because the person he was waiting for came as well.
"Even, I never met him. Pake event nanya news," said Surya.
"Let's eat right away. Talk continued at the dinner table. Papa was also waiting from earlier," asked Rahma. He walks first.
Rahma turned into her room. Calling Toni who was cool to open her phone.
"Pa, we eat yuk. Surya has come home. He is the same, Yogi," asked Rahma.
"Yes, Ma. Mama first. Papa closes the app first" Toni said.
Tony was hungry from now on. But for the sake of waiting for Surya, he held her back first.
Rahma went into the dining room that was fused with the kitchen. Then get me a plate for a Yogi.
"Udah Sinta takein, Ma," said Sinta.
Sinta is used to helping Rahma in the kitchen and serving her family meals. So it is not awkward when it comes to serving guests.
"Oh. Yes already. Let's go get it first. Surya's father will soon be out of the room" Rahma told Yogi.
"Later together, Auntie," said Yogi politely.
Although never close to his parents, but Yogi's attitude is not urgently. Mak Yati taught her a lot about manners to the older ones.
Yogi immediately stood up and shook Toni's hand politely.
"Good night, Om," said Yogi.
"Yes, yeah. Nights too. Come eat. Go ahead. Please." Toni headed straight for her seat of greatness.
The same place, for years. Because their formation is always the same. Not reduced and not increased.
"Yes, Om. Thank you," Yogi said politely.
Rahma felt sympathetic to the Yogi who was very polite. And it doesn't seem to be made up.
The dining event interspersed with small talk and jokes from Yogi who ultimately feel enjoy, is in the middle of the Surya family.
The family atmosphere that the Yogi desperately longs for. And the Yogi ate it with great gourmand. Moreover, Rahma's cooking is delicious.
"Eh, what do you lager doyan?" ledek Surya on Yogi.
"Surya....!" Rahma coded Surya not to comment like that to guests. Therefore according to Rahma is very disrespectful.
"It's okay, Auntie. We used to joke like this, really," said Yogi.
Actually Yogi also wants to reply to Surya's tease. But feeling bad for her mom and dad Surya.
"They are so ordinary, Ma. Don't be surprised." Sinta chimed in.
"Yes, his name is also young. Don't be stiff" said Toni.
Rahma nodded. She always said what her husband said.
Rahma glanced at Yogi at a glance, then looked at Sinta. Their ages seem to be quite far away. Maybe three years or more.
Is Sinta really Yogi's crush? Then how will Yogi respond to the childish nature of Sinta? Ask Rahma in my heart.
But they seem to fit in. Yogi is a little silly, Sinta is a bit spoiled. Not too stiff. Inner Rahma.
But what about Surya? Does he not feel alone later?
Poor that kid. His love clapped one hand. Rahma feels alone with Surya's fate.
After the meal, they continued the chat in the living room. But because Yogi smokes, he asked permission to go to the terrace.
"Sorry, Om. Aunt. I'm clearance outside. I smoked, ", Yogi said politely.
Rahma was surprised to hear that. She has no respect for male smokers.
Although in the living room, ashtrays are provided, but Yogi is reluctant to smoke in people's homes.
Except at home. Yogi used to smoke in his room. No one forbids.
Mak Yati diligently cleans Yogi's room. So even though Yogis often smoke in the room, it does not smell too much.
"Oh, yes. Please," said Toni. He really doesn't smoke. Rahma forbade him since they got married. The reason he does not like the smell of smokers. He smokes his mouth, not his body.
Yogi came out, followed by Surya.
"Here is more free, Bro. In the chopstick. It will be full of cigarette smoke in the room" said Yogi after arriving outside.
"Who will allow you to smoke in the house? My mother is allergic to cigarette smoke" said Surya.
"Huh? Seriously, lu?" ask Yogi surprised.
Surya nodded.
"Wooh! Will be rejected as his mantra, nih," said Yogi while patting his forehead.
"Eat it, you don't smoke. Cigarettes do me a favor." Surya took a pack of Yogi cigarettes, then lit them.
"Ah, fuck you! Kirain nyokap you don't like smokers?" Yogi grabbed back his cigarette that was placed on the table.
"Yes, my mom wouldn't like smokers. My mom likes my dad!" sahut Surya's.
Yogi throws Surya with his cigarette pack. Surya chuckled, then smoked his cigarette.
"Sister....!" exclaim Sinta saw Surya smoking.