Pasung Tuan Muda's

26. I Love Not For Your Treasures And Thirst

I stared fixedly at the watch in my left hand. The time has already shown at 13:00 p.m. The phone sounded really loud in the pants pocket, using my right hand, I picked up the phone and saw the notification on the glass screen.

The call came from my mother at home. 'What's up, mama. Disturbing people is eating, deh, ' my mind says.

Then, with my left finger, I turned off the call. From the front, Nissa turned her head full of greget at me.

"Fal, what, you turn it off? Who's the call from?" he asked, then he stared at the watch in his left hand.

I answered with a little murmuring. "Ah, no." I have a head twice. "That's, knock me," I continued, stopping the act of scratching my head.

"Why don't you lift? If something matters how?" replied the interlocutor, Nissa began to insist on her words.

"No, no, my mom's a habit that this hour likes a call is not clear."

From the end of the vision, Nissa gave a small nod twice. Seen from the look on his face, if he seemed to swallow repeatedly.

"Nis, do you want me to drive you home?" chirp me, then with my right hand I take the car keys.

He also mumbled a little. "Hmmm .. how, yeah, I'm going to work this afternoon."

After refusing, Anissa gave a restless shriek. It appears from his position that his body twisted several times. Maybe he won't come with me. In fact, it was like taking Anissa to stop by the house and get acquainted with my parents.

"Nis, you sure you don't want me to drop off? I want to banget—"

"Why, Fal?" sambarnya, then the veiled woman sipped a glass of drink that was still left in the glass.

"Gue wants to introduce you to the same nyokap and bokap me at home."

From the front of the vision, Anissa seemed to be thinking hard.

"How, Nis?" timpalku.

Then, before long thinking, Anissa finally nodded twice. He didn't say a word. With body language, the veiled woman agreed to my offer.

Without wasting much time, I changed my position to stand up. The beautiful veiled girl was carrying her backpack and following me from behind.

We also left the coffee shop. A footstep towards a car that I had left several meters away from its current location.

It took about three minutes, and we arrived. With my right hand, I opened the car door to let Anissa in. After he sat down, I entered the door from the right.

Just this time I brought a girl like Anissa. So calm, soft-hearted, and veiled of course. From that look I learned to appreciate women. Not as usual. When I bring a girlfriend, I always join hands and embrace each other.

But right now it is not so. Let alone to hold, even approaching from a distance of one meter, Anissa had already hurried away. She is the woman of heaven whom I choose in this life.

We rushed home, it took us about thirty minutes before we finally got to the gate. From the threshold of vision, the house looked very quiet. Because no one is visiting for today.

Finally ... Miranda is not coming. Just try it here, can-can—Anissa will hate me. The former is not self-conscious, has been rejected still just come to the house, my chatter in the heart.

I parked the car in front of the house. Together with Anissa, I entered that vast mansion. Exactly about ten years ago, when I was in Primary School, we used to work together in this house.

After sitting on the couch, I said. "Sniss!" call me brief.

"Hmmm ..," Anissa replied, she turned to me after glancing at the living room.

"Lu remembered no. In the past, when we were SD, very often do the task in this living room."

Anissa nodded twice. "Hmmm .. Yes, I remember. But ... This house has changed a little."

"Yes, his things have been replaced with new ones."

"Reason?" he looked, and then he looked at me.

"Gue doesn't know," I replied, then Bi Ira passed by from a space I'd never opened in my lifetime.

With a shout, I called out to the middle-aged woman. "Bi Ira ...."

The middle-aged woman stopped. He looked at me from the end of the kitchen corridor. His eyes were so shocked after finding the silhouette of the beautiful woman I was carrying today, and Anissa was like giving a code to my house assistant.

With wide steps, Bi Ira walked over while putting her head on the floor. "Yes, Den. What's up, huh?"

"Bi .. make us a drink, dong."

But the interlocutor did not answer. He did not reply to my words, just staring at the beautiful girl on the left side of my body.

"Bi .. hello.." I waved twice in front of Bi Ira.

He also broke the daydream. "Eh, yes, Den. Aunty's gonna make you a drink, wait a minute, yeah."

"Ready, Bi."

He left us both. Anissa sat back down and looked like she was gulping. Then, he played his phone and put on a white eartphone. After a few minutes, both ears catch the sound of footprints coming from the back.

"Bang .. Did you go home?" someone said, from his voice sounds like a mother.

I got up and stood right next to him. Then, Anissa followed while standing straight in front of the mother.

"Ma. Kenalin, this is Anissa," I said, inviting Nissa to meet.

"Nissa, Auntie," said Nissa very gently.

"Don't kiss hands" mama said, folding both hands.

"Ma! Why, anyway? Nissa's fine shaking Mama's hand."

"Fal, you if you find a fashionable girl in a little, dong. Ugly and haggard girl like this you bring home," the mother's lips, then I get Anissa's face that has been down.

"Ma! Refals never distinguish the degree of human, we are both candidates for carrion all. Don't be proud of the price that is only temporary in this world," I concluded, raising one tone of voice.

From the front, my mother pulled my hand tightly. "Fals. Come on, come with me to the kitchen."

Without saying a word, I followed my mother from behind. He's headed to a kitchen. While Bi Ira was still making warm tea as my order earlier.

"Rephal! You're blind that Anissa doesn't deserve you. Look at your eyes, it looks like it's a puff."

I took a deep breath. "Ma! Refal doesn't care what kind of people Nissa is. To be sure, Refal will still survive with Nissa no matter what."

"If you still want to think of you as a child. Please don't ever argue, Fal," cried the mother, then she rounded her eyes and looked at me without blinking.

In the end, I was unable to speak. My mom walked two steps forward. With my right hand, I pulled the hand of the short-haired woman.

"Ma! Where's mama going? Don't throw Anissa out."

Without even listening to the whining, my mother brushed my hand off very hard. "Let's go mama, Fal. Let mama drive that filthy girl out of this house."

"Ma! No, Ma ... Rebal please don't do that." I bowed and bowed before the stubborn woman.

From the threshold of vision, my mother did not care about me and she kept walking towards the living room. With my right hand, I wiped the tears flowing profusely from the curve of the cheek. Suddenly, Bi Ira came and met me. He hugged the body slowly.

"Den .. the patient. Don't cry anymore. Kan, Aden already knows that mother nature is so."

"But, Bi .. I can't bear to see Nissa being scolded like that."

"Yes, Den! Aunt knows."

Both ears listened to her mother's nagging at Anissa.

"Nisa! From now on, you don't get close to my son. You're a poor man, a bad man. You don't deserve to love a conglomerate's son."

"Tante .. I'm not Refal's girlfriend. As long as I know, I came here also not because of my will. But Aunt's son is forcing."

"No way! It must be you, right, who is chasing after—Refal—my son. Because you want to eat the money."

"Sorry, Aunt. I'm not that low, excuse me!"

The conversation stopped. Then, I ran and took off Bi Ira's embrace. The footsteps were wide, but Anissa was no longer outside the house.

A few minutes later, I came home from his office. The tired face that he had experienced, made the gentle-hearted young man turn to the figure of a girl who ran fiercely through the gate.

Arriving at the door, Dad looked at my face that was still crying hysterically. "Son, why are you crying here? Where's mama?"

Without answering, I looked back. My mother still folded both her hands.

"Whose girl was that? Why, run out of the house?" he continued, and then he touched my hair.

"That's Nissa, Dad. He left because he was cast out with my mother" I replied softly.

Without a word, the father walked quickly to meet the mother in the living room. I looked towards the two of them.

"Siska! You are nothing, ngusir people carelessly. He's a friend of Refal's, be humane to you."

"Mas, Nissa's a badass. The poor man's son. He doesn't deserve our son."

"Siska! At first you were poor too. Aware of you, don't drive anyone away."

"Your work, Mas! Tega! If I am poor, why did you choose me, Mas ...."

"You should be glazed, Siska. Rebal is an adult, he can tell which women are good and which women are bad. Don't ever bring materials into this world."

After snapping, my father left my mother. "Mas! Where are you going ...?"

"I want to sleep. Don't bother me."

"Mas ... open the door .." whined the mother as she hit the door. However, I did not want to open the door and let my mother cry hysterically.

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