PAPER BOATS (Trapped by the Past)
Chapter 86 AT DINNER
Yogi brushed off Surya's hand. Moreover, a few pairs of girls eyes were staring at them.
"Eh, look at the girls there. They keep watching us. Let's laugh, too," said Yogi.
"Where does the problem go?" ask Surya.
Surya does tend to never care about the views of girls on him.
"Bro, don't let them think we're not normal" replied Yogi.
"Not normal?" Surya doesn't even understand. Maybe because his mind didn't get there.
"So they think we're a gay couple! Ah, you catapulted so much he thought!" Yogi so gnarled at Surya.
"You think it's a distance! If I were gay, I wouldn't have a crush on you!" sahut Surya's.
"Why? What is my lack? I'm handsome!" Yogi feels confident..
"Big but bummer! Males really do have a couple who bummer?" said Surya.
"Damn you! My time is called nyebelin. If there's no one, I kiss you!"
"Did...!" Surya bergidig horrified.
Surya himself if again gemes the same Yogi, likes to feel the desire to swallow him alive.
Surya turned towards the three girls who said Yogi again looked at them.
"Gapain you loamy-wild?" ask Yogi.
"Say I told you to find a partner, so you could shoot Sinta?" sahut Surya's.
"That's not the time, dodol!"
"Lho, they're girls too. When should I be looking at guys too? You're jealous!" And they laugh together.
The three girls are still whispering. But unfortunately Yogi and Surya no longer care about it.
"Bro, I'm asking you not to sacrifice feelings anymore just because I want to see Sinta happy. I'm happy, although so far I'm not sure how I feel" said Yogi.
"And I'd be even happier, if you mesenin food. I'm laper, Bro." Yogi ngakak.
But he was hungry again. In the campus cafeteria, they had lunch.
"Laper again?" ask Surya.
"Serious by the way is also a drain on energy, Bro. You didn't see my face was already on the tip?" answer Yogi.
"That's not a shoot, but greedy!" sahut Surya's.
"Tega is very fond of her brother-in-law greedy. I'm in growth, bro."
"Do you want her body to bloom like a kingkong?" ask Surya.
"Yes, don't be a kingkong either. I want to have your body like yours. Solid contains. Kayak polar bear. Ahaha!"
"Damn you. Even why I'm like a polar bear. Own pesen there!" Surya is starting to crumble.
"Cie..park....!" Yogi menowel Surya's cheeks.
"Isa. Package nowel-nowel. What's my guy?" Surya replied to Yogi's words earlier.
Then they laugh again.
"Eh, they're gay, aren't they?" ask one of the girls to two of their friends.
"Where do we know. For sure, they're not my type. Bulls but nakutin," said the others.
"Yes, we go home. Don't let us get gay. Hiya...!" Then they go home.
And as they passed by Surya and Yogi's table, they stared like they were harassing.
Yogi just stared at them one by one.
"Do you have a crush on any of them?" ask Surya.
"Nobody can make this heart shake, Bro" replied Yogi.
"Either." Surya felt that nothing had drawn his heart.
"Eh, Yog. Have you ever missed Sinta?" ask Surya.
"Surely, Bro. I often miss you too. Confused right, you?" answer Yogi.
Surya just scratched his head. Maybe because they are so familiar that there is a feeling of affection, also kangen if just a moment did not meet.
"Udah ah, go home yuk. I think this conversation has no juntrunnya. There's no meeting point." Surya stood up.
"Lha, how do I eat it?" ask Yogi.
"A little over an hour, we're having dinner at my house. You're coming with me home, right?" ask Surya.
"Because, Bro. The laper was told to wait. What if I faint?" Yogi almost fainted.
"I stay. Males is really bad at fainting." Surya just stepped out of the cafe.
"Your work, Bro." Yogi is still grumbling.
Surya doesn't care, he still gets on his bike and leaves the cafe area.
Irritated, Yogi follows Surya.
And suddenly, Surya stopped his motorbike in front of a hammer shop.
Yogi's eyes immediately sparkled, looking at his favorite food.
"Lu want to buy me, Bro?" ask Surya.
"Ge er's. Sinta asked for it!" answer Surya.
"Hmmm. Yes, I pesen myself. Let's eat it." Yogi ordered it himself.
Arriving at Surya's house, Sinta waits for them on the terrace accompanied by Rahma.
"More. Slice the eggs." Solar delivers plastic crate filled egg maratabak box.
"False, Brother. This is for Yogi, really. He said he liked the egg martabak the most" said Sinta.
Surya immediately took back his hammer.
"Tok taken again?" ask Sinta to be confused.
"Well, he bought it himself. It makes me the same mom. Mama wants to, right?" Surya offers Rahma.
"Keep me?" ask Sinta.
"You're both Yogis. Tuh, let him not be so fat!" Surya pointed at the plastic that Yogi was carrying.
"Come, Ma. We eat." Surya sat next to Rahma.
Yogi also shared his hammer with Sinta. His initial intention was to buy himself to be satisfied, forced to share with Sinta.
Yogi and Sinta who are both big fans of egg martabak, scramble to eat it.
Rahma laughs and laughs at the behavior of those who are like children.
Before long, Toni's car came. There's not much work in his office today. So he can go home early.
"What's this, rame terribly?" ask Toni. Then he gave a plastic package to Rahma.
"What's this, Pa?" ask Rahma.
"So Papa stopped by the egg martabak booth. It turns out you guys are eating. Yes, this is for Papa."
Toni took back the package.
"Make a Love, Pa. Yogis eat a lot. Sinta is only a little," Pinta Sinta.
"Yes already. Nih." Toni gave her martab pack to Sinta.
"Later tonight, Papa wants to take you out to dinner, will you? There was an invitation from Papa's friend" asked Toni.
"You dong" replied Sinta.
"That's a hell of a lot." Surya did not refuse.
"Yogi follow you," asked Rahma.
"Not to, Aunt. I will go home" replied Yogi.
There was disappointment in his heart. He should have had dinner with the Surya family.
"It's okay if Yogi wants to come along. The show is relaxed, really," said Toni asserted Rahma's invitation.
"But it will not be good, Om," Yogi is still stale.
"Udah, pretend to refuse again. Come along" said Surya.
"Yes, Brother. Follow aja. Nemenin me." Sinta is supportive.
"What's my shirt like, bro? No change" whispered the Yogi in Surya's ear.
"Pake shirt. Do you want to pinch Sinta's shirt?"
Yogi glared straight at me.
