STORY IN KOSAN MIX ANDRI VERSION

Handler

"Uhuk. I'm just getting my own water!" Tisa didn't even choose water from us.

But when Tisa poured water into the glass, the teapot was empty. Fortunately I have not lowered the glass, I remain faithful thrusting at Tisa. And it turns out that Mr. Joshua was the same.

"Oh, sorry Tisa. Water's up. Wait a minute, Auntie take it in the kitchen!" Auntie Ima got up from her seat.

"Uhuk uhuk, yes Aunt. Uhuk uhuk!"

"Udah, this sip of a drink. Than that cough!" I immediately grabbed her chin and placed my glass on her lips.

"Mm!" Tisa's tickling at me.

Ahay. And I am the winner. Tisa drank water from my glass.

But Tisa immediately took my hand off her chin which was helping her drink.

One corner of my lips lifted when I saw Mr. Joshua lowering the glass that had been thrust into Tisa.

"Well, the narrow eyes lose fast!" yosi muttered mockingly at his Brother. "Eat him, wide eyes! Let it sat-set sat-set!"

"The one who said it felt like his eyes were so good! The feeling is equally slippery! One man of descent!" sahut Pak Joshua ketus.

"But! Kok ngegas.. I'm just kidding, I'm kidding" said Yosi.

Tisa drank until the water in my glass was half left.

I who felt the rice I swallowed stuck in the throat, immediately drank the water that had been drunk Tisa.

"What do you want?!" Tisa held back the glass as I wanted to sip some water in it.

"I want to drink!" I raised the glass again.

"Don't!" Tisa held the glass again.

"Byeah! Wh why? People want to drink is forbidden. I was the one who poured the water!" I raised my glass again. But again Tisa kept him.

"Don't! This is what I drank!"

"What if the glass is your old one?! I will not die even if I drink your drink! Unless you're a cobra!" I raised the glass that was being held tightly by Tisa.

"Don't Ndri!" Tisa tightened the glass in her hand.

"Be sure not the glass! I'm gonna drink this!"

"No!"

Byuurs!

Tisa's clothes even spill the water because Tisa is too strong to pull the glass.

"Ouch! Sorry Tisa!"

"Hhhhh!!" Tisa glanced at me annoyed.

"Well, your clothes are wet! You too anyway! Drinking is forbidden. Try if you take off the glass, it will not be so gini right!"

Tisa directly threw me with her sharp gaze.

"ahahaha. Okay, I'm not talking anymore!" I said who got that death look.

"Sorry, old aunt took the water." Aunt Ima returned from the kitchen with a pot of water in her hand.

I think he's deliberately fetching water in the Mariana Trench. Long time to take the water. So that Tisa could drink from the water that was sodorized Mr. Joshua.

Or maybe from the beginning he deliberately emptied a pot of water?

"Lho, why are your clothes so wet Tis?!" ask Aunt Ima when she sees Tisa's wet top dress.

"Aunty's water spill."

"Well, you'll catch a cold. You change your shirt with Yosi, let's not catch a cold!" bargain Aunt Ima.

"But Ma, my clothes are all at the boarding house!" timpal Yoshi.

"Oh, yeah-yes. Mama forgot!" aunt Ima's gaze turned to her son. "Joshua, you have a shirt that doesn't fit Tisa?" ask him to Joshua.

"There you go with Joshua. Let him pick the right clothes for you!" said Aunt Ima.

Auntie Ima is always two steps ahead of me. She always had plans to make her son close to Tisa.

But sorry Aunt, this time I'll use the grass to overtake Aunt.

My eyes followed their departure.

Before long, Mr. Joshua returned to the dinner table without Tisa. Looks like Tisa's changing clothes.

"Well, because the sweater is a little oversized, Kak Tisa looks so cute!" yosi. Makes us look at Tisa.

See Tisa walking closer to the dining table with a black sweater with the initials of the letter Y that looks oversize. But that just makes Tisa look cute

"Uda ah, don't look at me! Shame to know!" tisa exclaimed when she knew all eyes were on her.

My gaze could not escape from Tisa until she sat beside me.

"Auntie look around, like Andri was the same age as Joshua? If you can tell, how old are you?" aunt Ima's question made me turn away from Tisa.

"I'm 23 Aunty" I replied.

"Well, really. Just like Joshua. Do you have a boyfriend yet? Or even have a candidate?"

"If the candidate has an aunt. But unfortunately the guy refused to run," I said, nudging my leg to Tisa's.

Tisa. He kicked my leg back.

"If Joshua is mah, Boro-boro has a candidate. He never had any effort to make nyari. The girl he had brought to the house was just Tisa!" said Aunt Ima while glancing at her son.

What does it mean to call Tisa?! Cannot. Tisa's my candidate Auntie!

"When what was Tisa? Have girlfriends? Or maybe you have another candidate?!" Aunt Ima turned to question Tisa.

"AHEM!" I'm throttling.

"ahahaha. There are no two auntes."

"Well, if that means the aunt's kunyuk is not too late huh?!"

Whahuh? The kunyuk? What does it mean Mr Joshua?!

No no no! Your son has been rejected by Tisa Aunt!!

"Ck. Mama what the hell?! Don't do that, just be ashamed!" said Mr. Joshua.

"Why indeed? No one has any!" tymbal Aunt Ima.

"AHEM!" I came back hard.

Code that I'm Tisa's handler. The sun will melt this ice.

"Small a spoon sir?" seloroh Tisa "Or don't be sprained plate again!"

I ignored Tisa's slurping.

"Tante," I called Mr. Joshua's mother.

"Yes?"

"Tante wants to know who Tisa's handler is?"

"Well, it's raining just pack a handler!" timpal Yosi with his mouth full of rice.

"Who? Which guy? Do you work in an office too?" tanya Aunt Ima curious.

I chuckled a little before answering.

"The master is now in front of you too!"

"What?!!" Aunt Ima was surprised to hear my words.

Because I'm the master!