The Rainiest Woman

Episode 6

“Oh, gapapa, Price. Not an important thing too,” replied Shawwal

“Why ‘g it? But if you want to talk on the phone was important, gapapa kok say aja.” I'm getting curious.

“Serious is not an important issue. Uh, you don't spread your eyes like that dong, you look very cute tau,” reply Shawwal cengengesan.

“Aih, by the way what the hell lo, Wal. Tombal deh.” My cheeks are reddened.

“Yaudah, yuk unplug.” He struck it with a smile that drew my heart.

Sitting in the bonnet of a motorcycle seat and speeding on the cold asphalt, my heart flowered. Either because of Sata's poetic letter, or Syawal's attention that makes me comfortable. I was a little scared by this pleasant feeling. It's possible that if I just get carried away, I shouldn't overreact to the taste.

‘Should I be honest with Mom. Okay, if I squirm Shawwal once again I have to clear the truth. I think I was evil yesterday to say it was Shawal a motorcycle taxi driver. Uh, but come to think of it I fluttered ‘gini ya?’ my mind all the way.

“Pris, if you are afraid of falling, mending lo handle the same I just, gapapa kok,” Syawal said with a facial expression that ‘do not know what it looks like, because he faces the road.

“Eh, what the heck hold-hold. I don't want to, just usual napa,” I answered ketus while developing cheeks.

Until at last we arrived in front of the house, and it was true that the mother again saw Shawwal. However, despite having delivered for the second time, Syawal had not had time to stop by the house, because the time was always not right to visit. After entering the house, my mother again checked the uniformity of my words with the facts she saw.

“Ndok, that's a motorcycle taxi guy? Time yes the online ojek maker dapetnya he continues. But if he's a ‘gak collation motorcycle fit too, a saucy clean guy like that.” Mom looked at me with a frowny look.

“I also really want to tell Mom, so that guy was Pris, Mom. The story is long. It's also known as Nayla Rempong, Bu.” I slammed the bag onto the sofa and opened my shoes.

“Well that ‘that your father must be seneng, Ndok. She's been wanting to have a daughter-in-law for a long time.”

“Aduh Bu, do not have to talk about it first deh, Pris tired Bu, peeping shower. Mother please boil water dong Bu, Pris want to take a bath of water gasket anget, hehe. Please my dear mother.” I'm laying my body on the long couch playing with my phone.

“Yaudah wait yes, later the water is finished mother call,” replied the mother who directly walked to the kitchen.

“Pris, I heard your chat with mom from the room. He said you're deketing the same guy, huh? Why ‘gak knownin same father?” He suddenly came and sat on the sofa facing me.

“Not ‘gak knownin, Sir. But anu it's just deket doang kok, not girlfriend,” replied me who was cool reading a book on ipusnas.

“Ya gapapa, I just want to chat, you ‘kan know father has long retired, ‘no activities ‘no also chat, end if chatting with neighbors like ‘gak yang. The neighbor's talk likes to squeak, make ear winders,” complained father.

“Iya Sir,” I replied soberly.

“Yes .. yaudah I went back to my room. Sleepy to sleep.” You look very happy.

“Pris .. Pris, the water is boiling, the bath hunt is already malem,” shouted mother.

“Iya Buk, Pris grab a towel first.” I ran to the room to get a towel and then immediately took a shower. My body feels fresh.

Ah it feels achy in my body so lost. While moaning my hair using a hairdryer, I tried to stretch my neck. Once my eyes are this fresh, it might be hard to go straight to sleep. The difference is if I am married, with lovemaking drowsiness will be easier I get, unfortunately I am only a single woman.

There is no other option if you want to bring sleepiness other than turning off all the electronics in my room. I turned off my phone's data package, closed the leptop from earlier playing K-Pop songs, and the last one turned off the lights. I sat cross-legged on the bed, closing my eyes with my hands on my knees. Meditating is always effective to improve sleep quality and reduce stress.

From this focused activity I know more about what I feel. I was breathing and feeling how I was breathing, every pull of it was so deep. Even the sound of a wall clock ticking sounds so obvious. There are also the sounds of insects, and other nocturnal animals that scatter.

After 10 minutes passed, my eyes finally blinked heavily. I fell down while pulling the blanket. In my consciousness that almost lost control I gave thanks. Actually I don't care about tomorrow, let the bad good come as it should. I'm only focused on today, because I live today, not tomorrow, a year or even five years to come. Overthinking the past ignoring youth is a real act of killing talent against yourself.

I slept well last night, I woke up with all the joints relaxed. Like a new part. Ah I ngaco, what machine am I? However, even in a very prime condition, stepping foot into the bathroom is still heavy. Well, as always, work like a cow. Today is my morning shift schedule.

Although this morning I went to the bathroom at 6 am, but I was really ready to go to work at 8:30. I'm no different than any other woman in general. Before everywhere I was also busy applying makeup, matching the top clothes and subordinates are also uniformed with footwear and other accessories. The point of the effort was just to make me look better than other women. Even though this combo makes me 'no need to impress a couple because it does not have a partner, but women's lives are very complicated. We would be less likely if not better than a beautiful friend.

Dad drove me to the department store on his motorbike, catapulted like ants. Even though I drove very slowly but I always held on to my father's waist. Another case if it is in conjunction with Shawwal, no matter how fast he drove, I will never hold on to him. I'd rather fall on the asphalt than fall into the heart of a guy I just met. Because if I just knew I had fallen in love, then I would easily be his toy.

Arriving at the department store I immediately walked into the cashier's desk and turned on my phone's data package. I see there are a lot of chat messages from Shawwal whose contents are …