The Not To Be Regrettable

12. Age Just Number

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After returning from the house of Vallery, Lingga decided not to go straight home. He prefers to stop by his sister's house for a moment. To deal with his problems now, he felt, he could reflect on the past Dika and Jennifer first. However, they are victims of MBA, aka Married by accident. So, maybe from there he can get a little advice.

"Oh my goodness, my boy? What's your face? Why could it be? Who told you to?" Dika asked in a panicked tone when she found the bruised face of the Big Brother.

"My future-in-law," replied Lingga calmly, "can you ask me something to do this?" He pointed at the slightly bleeding end of his lips.

"Should I call Jenni for ngobatin?"

"What is he doing at home?"

With her innocent face, Dika shook her head while grinning. Lingga just looked at him flat, he broke up and went from the living room to take P3K, shortly after he returned while putting a P3K box on the table and then sat on the sofa.

"Why isn't Jenni at home this way?" ask Lingga wonder.

"There's a photo shoot."

"Until this hour?"

Dika chuckles. "Fast hour is still included afternoon, sometimes even until dawn. Cleaned the wound before diobatin."

"Will it be until dawn? Lo less money can not afford to live bini lo, until he works all the way?"

"Damn it," said Dika while chuckling, he felt offended, "this I work not money, yes. He did it because he liked it, he liked it, because it was his passion. Money is a bonus. Arvin is already big, so yes, he continues his career. I'm not the husband who curbs his wife's career, I always support her while it's in positive terms."

Linga ber'oh'ria while nodding in understanding. He did not comment further, refocusing the ointment on his wounds.

"So you've got a girl, Mom?" dika asked suddenly, her expression looked impatient waiting for the reply of the older brother.

Linga stared at Dika flat. "Why do you think that?"

"Yes didn't you just say, that makes you like this would-be-in-law, right?"

Linga nodded. "Yes, why do you think about it?"

Dika scowled annoyed. "Yes, according to you, Mas? It's clear that you have a prospective in-law, must have a girl, right?"

Still with his casual face, lingga shook his head. "She's not my girl."

"Not a lo girl but your father said you would-be in-law? What does that mean, sir?" Dika asked in an anxious tone.

"Yes, because I have to marry her son."

"Yes that means she's a lo dong girl?"

"Not."

"Pas was beaten earlier your head hit, Mas?"

"Seriously, Ka, she's not my girl. But I have to marry her, because of her..."

"Why? Because he's what? Pregnant?" chirps Dika origin.

"Yes." Yeah."

"HUH?!"

The phallus looks offended by Dika's reaction, which he thinks is a bit excessive. He's pissed off.

"For a man who impregnated his girlfriend before marriage, I think you're overreacting, Ka."

Dika cleared her throat and said, "Sorry. Reflexes, Mommy." He straightened his body, "for a good man like lo, my reaction is appropriate, Mas."

"Gue's not as good as you think."

Dika nodded in agreement. "Yes, it turns out you're depraved too." He sighed, "wah, Eyang Uti if the news of his favorite grandson ngehamilin children people will not hang anyway?"

"The mouth is guarded, Ka!" the Phallus does not like.

"Sorry." At that instant, Dika instantly closed her lips tightly.

"According to you, I'll be flanked huh, Ka?"

"Yes, get married," said Dika quickly, "eh, get married means," he later said.

"But he's still in college."

"No problem, there's no work. Mapanese. Lah, I used to?"

"But you guys are post-graduates."

"WHAT?! Still S1?"

Linga nodded, confirming.

"Anjir, if he's still in college S1, it's a sign he's still a boy dong, Mas." Speechless himself. "I swear, you're not serious, are you?"

With a relaxed face Lingga replied, "Did I joke again?"

"Gue will be the first person to break up your relationship if you're serious. This doesn't make sense, Mas, where there are college students with the same demen Om-om, although lo bule and still handsome, but I think it still makes no sense, Mas." Dika shook his head firmly.

Of his own frustration. "Crazy! How old is he?" As much as possible he controlled himself.

"19 years."

"Crazy! Really crazy, Mom? What's in your brain to the point of admitting to that kid?" Dika returned to his head while clucking in disbelief.

With his shoulder face, Lingga covered his face using both hands. "Everything just happens."

"Keep the plan what now, Mas?"

"For now, I don't know yet. But obviously I'm going to take responsibility and marry."

"Although the girl's parents are strongly opposed?"

"Yes, no matter what happens I have to marry her."

"Although your age difference is far away?"

Linga nodded confidently. "Age just number, Ka." He then stood up, "thanks for the ointment and wanted to beat me. I pull it off first."

"Yes, be careful, Mom."

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Will stops his intention to bribe his boiled noodles, hearing the sound of his boarding room door being knocked. With a hurried step, he then ran towards the door and directly opened it.

"God, Boss? Why is that his face? Why did it get bruised? Who's fucking this? "

"Can I come in?"

Will nodded quickly, he then opened the door of his boarding room wide and let his boss in. "Please come in, boss! Sorry messy."

"Regardless. Nobody has done it yet."

Uh, it was just that I was mocked, huh? Inner Will was shocked. He felt a little offended.

"Oh, you're having dinner, huh?" ask Lingga when accidentally found a small pot that is still steaming and also a bowl of rice. "Feed on first, gih! I want to tell you this."

What's?! pekik Will was in shock at heart. Suddenly, he was nervous. Does he have to stay up tonight to listen to his boss? If so, can he not wave at the camera and say that he gave up?

"Eat, Will! Dengerin curhatan people also need energy," joked Lingga then chose to sit on the long sofa in Will's boarding house. Both eyes explore the entire room measuring 3x3m. "the salary I give is not enough to rent an apartment, Will?"

"Enough, Boss. I was just in a lot of camp. There are four, so, I better live a simple life that is important family in the village is not lacking."

Linga smiled salute and then nodded. He then looked at Will who was still faithfully standing, instead of immediately eating his dinner.

"You better eat first, Will. I seriously have to vent after this. Don't worry, this is your hostel. I'm just a guest."

"Yes, Boss. Boss has eaten? Or want to have dinner with me? But what the hell, just boiled noodles."

"Boiled noodles you mix rice?" ask Lingga surprised. Because, he knows very well if the two foods should not be mixed.

"Yes. I can eat noodles with my father, boss, as long as it's the same rice," said Will increasingly make Lingga surprised.

Jesus, where did Will's father learn from?

"Will, the noodles contain carbohydrates from repeatedly processed flour, plus white rice that contains carbohydrates as well. When both are eaten together, blood sugar will rise quickly. It can damage the pancreas, dilate the stomach volume, disrupt the digestive system, Obesity, high blood pressure, or even diabetes mellitus. You don't know about that?"

Will shook his head innocently. "I just found out from the boss, just now. Is that it, boss?"

"Yes, it is. From tomorrow do not get used to mixing the two foods. Not good for health. You obviously still want to be a man's husband or a father, right?"

"Still, boss."

"Yes, already. Now you finish your noodles, but don't mix the rice."

"Keep my rice?"

"Chicken's love."

"My father's in the village, boss."

"Yes, whatever you want. Don't eat noodles, you know!"

"But I'm Indonesian, boss, not bule macem boss."

"Then if you're Indonesian, why?" Lingga looked at Will in disbelief, "must eat rice even though you're eating noodles?"

"Yes," Will replied confidently.

"Sak karepmu dewe kono lah. Kandani kok ngeyel!"

"Ebuset, really bule java it turns out," said Will.

"This month's salary I cut 25%."

"Astagfirullah, boss!!"

Tbc,