Senior Beautiful Incaranku

Five minutes, Danu!!!

Povs. Danu Narendra's

Five minutes, not enough time for me.

Five minutes, which seemed to suffocate me.

Because five minutes, my chance of getting close to Ayuna any longer had to end.

"Five minutes, Danu!" Ayuna reminded me. It was as if at this moment he was becoming a walking Alarm.

"Okey, five minutes."

I kept nodding my head, staring at the whole wall looking for the wall clock. But I can't find it here.

"You can go home!"

Ayuna has kicked me out.

Okay, as a guest who knows myself, I'm getting off the couch to the outside.

I gotta go home. Although actually only a few steps until it can arrive at my residence.

"Thank you, Ayuna, for giving me a chance to meet you" I said slightly bowed.

"If there's anything, you can chat or call me."

I was too confident from the start. In fact, Ayuna's treatment to date is still the same.

I can what? If this is the case, I better give up and leave.

"Andu, wait!!"

Yup!! Ayuna stopped my steps. Will he ask me to stay?

"Why, Yuna?" I asked with a smile.

"Please shut the door!"

This time I was too confident again. It turned out that Ayuna was only commanding me, not driving me to stay.

I drove, closed the door tightly. No more thinking about Ayuna in there.

Celeste!

The chat notification on my phone.

[Sir, Mama would like to see you,]

It was a message from Mba Hana. But why talk about Mama? Did something happen to her?

I immediately headed to Mama's house, this time very worried about her condition. If nothing happened, then Mba Hana would not be able to send a message like this.

...****************...

Arriving at my parents' house, I saw some foreign cars parked in the garage. A car I've never seen before.

After entering, it turns out that there are some people who are the same age as Papa and Mama inside. That person feels foreign to me. I feel like I've never met them before.

"Night, Pa, Ma," my brooms greet Papa and then take turns with Mama.

"Well, here's the pride Mama has come," praised Mama when she saw me.

The three people who were sitting opposite Papa and Mama were smiling looking at me.

"Andu, why make clothes carelessly like gini??" Mama whispered a little to me with her slightly fleshy eyes.

"What's wrong, Ma?" My toot.

"Don't Mba Hana say?" Ask Papa to me.

I'm shaking. Because Mba Hana did not say anything but to ask me to meet Mama.

"I'm sorry, Jeng. My bachelor is a bit indifferent to the same appearance," Mama told a woman who had been watching me since, maybe his age was the same as Mama's.

"Nothing, the name is also lanang," he replied with a fluffy laugh.

While Papa introduced me to them.

"And, this is Om Farid and his wife Aunt Lisda,"

I greeted them both politely.

"Well, if this is Arjuna, Om Farid's first son with Aunt Lisda," now Aunt Lisda introduces a man who looks more mature than me.

I nodded, then greeted him politely. So did Arjuna, who received my greeting back.

"Juna" he said, extending a hand.

"Andu," I replied.

"And you want the same Om Farid? Our neighbor was in Semarang??" Now my mom gives an explanation. Opening up old memories in my brain.

"O.." My mouth was round, almost forming the letter 'O'.

I just remembered now. But if Mama doesn't tell, maybe I won't remember. Because he lived in Semarang for only a few years. And I don't remember much. I just remember the next door neighbor who liked to talk to Mama first. Maybe it was aunt Lisda.

"Food is ready," suddenly Mba Hana came from inside carrying a few plates of cake in her hand.

But there was a woman I didn't know. I don't know who he is? Who walked behind Mba Hana.

"And, know this Laras, Auntie's daughter," Aunt Lisda introduced Laras to me.

The barrel placed a plate of cake in front of me, then stretched out his hand, "Laras."

"Andu," I said in reply to his hand. Then I focused on Mama's conversation.

"Andu, you take Laras muter-muter first to the back garden gih," ordered Mama.

"Ma, but ........"

"Take it first, from earlier Laras wait for you, Loh!" Cut Papa.

"Yes, just acquaintance first. Maybe you two are compatible!" Connect Om Farid.

What does this mean?

I stared straight at Mba Hana. But Mba Hana only gave a code through his eyes. Who asked me to obey my mother.

"Kneel!" Take me to Laras.

Barrel smiled, following me from behind.

I don't know what's going on right now, I feel bad. I have to find out through Mba Hana.

"Andu, your house is spacious as well as it turns out," Baras open his voice. I don't want to say anything at all. Because my mind is still focused on finding out the truth.

I just nodded, not responding to the words of Laras who was still walking behind me.

"And you!" Laras patted me on the shoulder, standing right next to me.

I just scrunched my forehead, not understanding what Laras meant.

"And you don't have a boyfriend??" Ask Laras.

I don't like this question. I choose silence. Until I saw Mba Hana sitting on the porch chair next to the house.

"You wait here," I left Laras just like that. He kept screaming my name a few times. But I didn't bully him.

"And you!!!!!"

I don't care about Laras. I chose to meet Mba Hana who is now on the side porch of the house.

"Yes!!!"

"Geez, Deck!!!" Mba Hana rubbed her chest repeatedly. A sign of surprise at my sudden presence.

"Mba, what the hell does that mean?" Ask her.

"What, Deck?" Mba Hana is massaging her head with a finger.

"Mba says Mama wants to see you, but why didn't Mba tell me there's a Laras family?"

I really need an explanation. Because Mba Hana must know something.

"Daddy, Mba doesn't know either. Once upon a time, Mba was still at home. Keep Mama calling Mba tell your chat too," explained Mba Hana.

I can only take a deep breath.

"Continue... about your introduction the same Laras earlier Mba really do not know," continued Mba Hana by pointing two fingers in front of me.

"Mba, I pinjem the bike" I told Mba Hana. Saw his matic motorbike parked on the side porch.

"Make what, Deck?"

I didn't answer Mba Hana's question. I prefer to go to the middle room, take a motorcycle key from a drawer that is usually used to store a variety of Papa's vehicle keys, including Mba Hana's motor matic.

"Daddy, where are you going?"

I still did not answer, I chose to turn on the engine and immediately plugged the gas. Pulling out the motor through the side door of the house. Not to forget, I also wear a helmet hanging in the rearview mirror. For safety in driving.

I better run away.

"Dad!"

Mba Hana's voice I can still hear. Although vague. However, I still choose to continue my journey with this matic motorcycle.

After a long time not riding a motorcycle, it feels fun too. Because you can enjoy the cold of the night wind.

Over time it feels like this cold wind is getting pierced into my skin. With the clothes I was wearing, without my jacket, gloves and shoes.

Argha! Tonight I feel si*al.

Hopefully Mama and Papa just introduce me to Laras. Not a more serious introduction of course. Because I don't want that to happen.

If the journey by car is only about half an hour, by motorcycle I have to take about an hour more.

It was the cold that kept me sneezing. It seems like it was the wrong choice for me.

Arriving at the Apartment, I chose to go directly to the fifth floor, where my unit is located. With the cold that keeps me shivering, accompanied by annoying sneezing. My hands were trembling after pressing the door of my unit.

Haccchimmmmm!

Hacchhiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimmmmm!

"Andu???"