
***
The head starts to cool after enjoying the ice cream. But somehow my heart still feels warm. Bembi was busy preparing an ice cream order that I had just taken. I wanted to pull Sapphira from her seat and ask her to speak. I want to know why he kissed me yesterday.
But...why should I ask that? It's not clear, she has a boyfriend. Maybe Safira is a perverted girl who likes to steal opportunities from innocent men like me? Or maybe his girlfriend was also one of the victims of his bawdy?
I glanced at my watch, it had been almost an hour Safira joked ria with the man. And worse yet, the man fed Sapphira ice cream. I'm getting pissed at seeing her. I got out of my seat and approached them.
" Work.. woiiii.work!!" my insinuations passed through them. I pretended to clean the chairs and tables on the porch of the shop.
After a few minutes, I saw the man say goodbye to Safira. Then she smiled as she passed me, I glared pretending not to see her. When viewed from the car he was carrying with him his clothes, such as his man was very rich and well established.
I looked at the car that was away, then went back inside. I saw Safira back at work. The smile that had been painted on his face was now gone. He just kept silent while staring at the numbers on the monitor screen.
At first I wanted to go to her, but my heartbeat was pounding when I saw Sapphira's lips. I remembered that kiss.
I headed for my room with a thousand footstep. That strange feeling came back to my heart. I sat in my chair boring. I grabbed my drinking bottle and directly downed it.
" Fuck...What's wrong with me? Am I crazy now? Why do I keep remembering that kiss? Aaaah shit." I keep swearing.
I also remember a cheerful face when I was with this man. Why am I so unhappy to see him laughing? Am I really jealous of him? As Bembi said? Is that jealous? Butwhy? I don't love her, so why should I be jealous? I ruffled my hair irritated.
Tok tok!!!
" Yeahaaa... come in!!!" tell me.
How surprised I was when I found out who was coming. Safira. Oh my God... What should I do?
" This is the earnings report this week sir. As the boss asked earlier." he said, giving me a flash.
" Em.yes, thank you." I replied stiffly.
He turned around and left my room.
I could only stare at his back which was already away. I took a deep breath and stroked my chest.
" It's a good thing he doesn't kiss me anymore" I said with relief.
***
Sapphira came down the stairs with an erratic feeling. Safira sat in the middle of the stairs, right at the turn of the stairs so it will not be visible from the bottom floor. He began to catch his breath.
" Oh. My chest is pounding very fast. I'm afraid the boss saw me nervous. Let's hope he doesn't feel the kiss." murmured Safira.
Safira tried to be ordinary, but when the boss approached her at the cashier table, somehow her heartbeat beat very fast. Fortunately, Indra came to the store on time. He used the opportunity to relieve his nervousness.
Although once in a while Safira stole a glance towards the boss sir who was staring intently at him. Safira is getting wrong. And when the boss reprimanded him, he immediately expelled Indra. He was afraid that his boss was angry.
" Gua kira.. he glanced at the cave with a sharp look that was a sign he was jealous. Uh it turns out. because the cave is cool to talk to customers in working hours. Stiffness..." Safira grumbled in annoyance.
" Iiiiiiih very sprained deh.." huh." His grunts were irritated as he rose towards the first floor.
" Where are you from?" chirp Bembi when Safira gets to the cashier table.
" Eh... I. anu. has exhausted the income report to the boss's office" replied Safira blepotan.
" Kirain fell asleep there." Ledek Bottle.
Spontaneous cheeks Safira reddened.
Bembi who saw the change immediately looked at Safira's face fixed.
" I think today there is something different with you and the boss" he said later.
" Yes, there's something you're hiding from me" Bebi said in full search.
" No brother, hide what's the turnip?" Safira behaved nothing happened.
" Ah. no way. I'm the most bitter about the business of reading the aura of someone's face." replied Bembi proud of himself.
" The book of Kaliiik is read." sahut Safira.
" Yeeeee doesn't believe this boy. Okay.. Just look, soon I'll know what you're trying to hide" said Bebi full of confidence.
Safira pretended not to hear Bembi's words. And immediately leave.
" Eh where are you going? Being invited to talk.. play nyelonong aja." exclaimed Bembi.
" Want lunch, laper dengerin kak Bembi ngramal." replied Safira from outside the store.
Bibble head bobbles.
Bembi was getting more and more convinced by his premonition.
" They don't want to say... Look, I must know what they're secret." said Bembi.
***
I decided to go home. I don't want to make Mamah worry about me any more.
" Assalamu'alaikum" I said, entering the house, just after a stranger opened the door. Maybe a new maid, I thought.
" Wa'alaikumsalam..uh son mamah came home." mamah approached me.
I kissed mama's hand.
" How are you, baby? How's it? Is it starting to get better?" mama stormed me with a series of questions. I just nodded slowly.
" Mamah is worried about Jay... Suddenly you changed that. Keep malemnya not come home." said mamah full of attention.
" Jay is not papa. You just calm down, Jay won't get pregnant." I said trying to melt the atmosphere.
Mamah hit my shoulder.
" iiiiiih likes to digress me if I say. You are a virgin Iaaaang.not a virgin.. iiiih." now my mother pinched my waist.
I chuckle amusedly. Mamah took me in her arms, took me to my room.
" Mamah kangen with mamah ants" said mamah as we climbed the stairs.
" House feels lonely because there is no you." added mamah.
" Any cooking, huh mah? There will be papah, there is bang Roni, there is bang Ardi too." I said.
" Hem. Rame makes his head dizzy. They're stiff, they can't be joked around." said mama.
" But Jay's friends said.Know Jay tuh kaku lo mah." said I.
" If you are, his feet are against a girl. But if you are the same guy, you are exciting. The proof is that Bembi.. everywhere ngintilin you continue." said mamah with a seductive tone.
" What the hell is mah? what language is it?" Replace me who seduces mama. We also chuckled.
... connect.