The House Without Doors

Chapter 11

Early in the morning, Yasya and Dimas prepared for breakfast. They put the cooked food Yasya on the table.

"Later time I need to photocopy it, yes" said Yasya while putting the water he brought.

"okay."

"Oh yes. I want to look at Mom. Do you want to wait or do I want to wait alone?"

"Lo himself is my brother. It's nothing."

"Oh yes. I leave a little early."

They started eating together like any other lonely day. Just two.

Tok tok tok. Yasya told Dimas to open it. Dimas walked to the door and opened it. There looked a man of large stature, with neatly arranged fringe hair, wearing a box shirt, jeans and carrying a bag.

"Who?" ask Dimas.

"Saga. Is this Yasya's house?"

"Oh. Lo mas mas that was last night, huh? Come in, come in."

Saga walks into the house with Dimas. While walking towards the dining table, Dimas yelled at his older brother, "Sister. There's a thumping of you!" yell Dimas.

When Yasya saw someone walking after Dimas, his expression instantly turned furious. Yasya walked towards Saga quickly. Then he pulled Saga's hand so he could walk out. Dimas who saw it just stared in wonder and walked down the dinner table.

In front of the door, Yasya immediately scolded Saga in a soft voice.

"Lo why did he come here anyway? I told you not to come back to my life, okay?! Do you know Indonesian or what? Okay I obviously use Sundanese. TONG COMES DEUI KANA KAHIRUPAN URANG, SAGA... SOMETIMES?!" yasya stressed his Sundanese sentence which means don't come back to my life, Saga. Tenacity?!'

Saga just laughed, "lo funny if you speak the Sundanese language. Denger. I'm here because I want to collect debt, eat both equally lo. And before that debt is paid, I'll keep bothering you."

"OKAY. If the debt is paid, will you stop bothering me?"

"Yes. And I'm gonna start being your best friend, helping you when it's hard, and trying to get rid of your grief. Okay?" firmly Saga with a soft voice continued by opening the door and re-entering the house.

Yasya just looked at her cynically. While walking in, he shook his head and rubbed his forehead. He no longer understood the stranger. The man who originally hated her suddenly turned strange.

Yasya invited Saga to eat. Saga sat down and ate the food on the table with Yasya and Dimas. Yasya did not care anymore after that. He chose to focus on playing HP instead of having to deal with the blind ijo.

"Mas, since when do you know my sister?" ask Dimas for the Saga.

"Since SMP. But I used to not know that well."

"What the hell is Dim lo wondering about him all? Mending lo cepet eat out it leaves later late," said Yasya.

"Gue kan kepo, as your sister who will later become a guardian if you get married. I have to know the origin of the same men," explained Dimas with a lecture tone.

"But so much you! He's not who I am."

"Don't believe me. Since when did a man come home? Once there is, it means he must be a special person right?" asked Dimas with eyebrows that went up and down.

"Gini Dimas, I'm not who Yasya is," explained Saga.

"Tuh lo denger blind word ijo is okay?"

"But he wants to, too" Saga chuckled.

"Tuh sis. Lo denger said mas mas this. Okay?"

"Hhhh," Yasya snorted in annoyance while hitting his plate with a spoon.

"Ah lo habit if angry face likes flippers like clothes not ironed!" dimas said with a laugh making Saga also laugh.

Just this time Yasya saw the warmth of his home. Seeing his sister's laughter after a long time. He smiled to see his sister laughing, even though his sister was laughing at him.

***

"Sister. I leave, yes." said Dimas after eating.

"Yes..wait a moment. I'll get the documents that need to be photocopied."

Yasya went to his room to pick up the documents that had to be photocopied and then came back again with the focus of staring at the screen.

"Dim... Dimas!!" yasya shouted while running.

"It...!!"

"What the hell, brother?!"

"Was I accepted Dim! My script was last month!"

"Seriously?"

"Yes. Aaaaac!!" Yasya shouted and hugged his sister while jumping for joy.

The saga who saw him immediately approached Yasya and extended his hand to congratulate him. Yasya just stared cynically at Saga's hand before he replied.

"OKAY. Thank you.." reply Yasya.

"What the hell lo?! Stop talking pdkt, or I don't feed malem!"

Dimas reached out to Saga and the saga countered him.

"Gue is leaving. Oh yea. Please take care of my brother. Don't make him cry, make him moody, make him disappointed or whatever. Or I'll be pagerin around this house with laser circumcision!" firmly Dimas with a sharp look at the Saga.

Yasya who saw that only closed his mouth while chuckling.

"Yaudah brother. I'm leaving. Bye..."

"Bah.. Dim's heart! Don't forget the photocopies!!"

Just as Dimas was walking out, he went back in and met Yasya. When Yasya asked what was going on, Dimas gave him a letter.

"Sister of the postman. Don't know from whom."

"OKAY. You're leaving there!"

"Hmm."

"What letter?!" yasya asked as she opened the envelope containing the letter.

Looking at the letter, Saga was quite lazy. It looks like a love letter. Because the writing in the letter is so beautiful. But wait, what's he lazy for? It was Yasya's letter. Want a love letter or any letter that is not his business.

"What letter?" saga asked curiously as she raised both of her eyebrows and tried to peek.

"Repo!" yasya said as he read the letter. By not showing it to Saga.

For you beautiful woman who bears heavy burdens, you are strong. You managed to show the world that you were able to defeat all the hard-won gifts.

And again, you managed to amaze me with just a poignant story you faced with a beautiful smile that never escaped my sight.

With this letter, I just want to encourage you and make you strong. But sorry, I dare not point myself. I just want to be your secret smile junkie.

Hey, spirit. Heavy burdens are sometimes intended for strong people.

your observer from afar.

Yasya closed the letter with a faint smile. But in his heart he was quite happy. Whoever the stranger was, he managed to encourage Yasya with his words to face all the burdens he bore. He wondered who the sender of the letter was. But there is no identity what is written.

But he didn't want to expect too much from this admirer. What if it turns out he is someone who does not meet his expectations? What if he's an old man? What if he turns out to be someone who wants to deceive him? Or do something bad? But in spite of all that, Yasya liked the letter. So the bad possibility he had just thought of easily disappeared from his head.

"Why lo? Persambet huh?!" ask Saga.

"So. Uh Ga, do you think I'm pretty?" tanya Yasya arrived with fingers tidying his hair.

"What the hell are you? It's strange! What's that letter, I don't know yet?!"

"Love letter from a girlfriend!" reply Yasya who immediately passed went to the dining table to pick up the dirty dishes.

Hearing Yasya's words just now, Saga gawked. He did not believe what Yasya said. He instantly remained silent a thousand languages while walking following Yasya blankly.

***

"Why what?" yasya asked as she saw Saga follow her. Saga was silent. Maybe he was thinking about the letter. "Woy! Even dumbfounded!" Yasya Tuas.

"Eh yes. What was?"

"What's the fuck you want?"

"Take you off. Let's go!"

"Where to? I have no class today. It's already lo. Cepetan get out of here!"

"It's good that you don't have class. How do we go outside?"

"Emang you didn't sniff? I'm getting there!"

"Ngampus. But skip it, make it go all day just fine. Let you have something cool," explained Saga with a sweet smile.

"No. Go already there! I'm busy. I want to wash clothes, I iron clothes, wash dishes, clean house, busy!"

"Well that's even better. I can help you with pleasure!"

"It's hard to talk to people like you!"

Yasya breezed away and brought his laundry dishes. He no longer cared about Saga. He was tired of being angry. But it's not over yet, Saga's not gone. He carried the dirty plate behind Yasya. Just as Yasya was about to turn around, Saga blocked his path.

"Lo it.. hhhhh gosh..."

"What's? Wh why? I just want to help you."

"The only way you can help me is by not bothering me, okay? Let's get out now!" Yasya pulled Saga's hand out of her house. But Saga held herself back strongly. Yasya exerted his composure to attract the man, but in vain. It was even its own pleasure.

"Jude," Yasya walked back to the dishwasher.

"Gue can help you? Okay." Okay."