The Stupid of Laweyan's Shoulder

CHAPTER 8: The Proof.

"Who is he, Mas Gi?"

"Oh, that ..the woman who was introduced to the same father and mother, Mesha his name."

"It turns out, my sister-in-law's candidate, is that pretty."

The girl smiled.

"Grisa, my sister, is no less beautiful!" giyan replied while pinching her sister's cheek.

"So like, I saw Mesha's face, so upset, Mas. Mas Gi must be clear!"

Giyan nodded.

"By the way, this is all the book, Dek?"

"Yes, Mas. Here, only a few fit the same majors I took."

Grisa is Giyan's younger sister, who is equally intelligent. Grisa can get into the best college in town J because of the invitation line. He just had to wait for the start of the lecture period, without having to bother registering.

Meanwhile, Mesha and Zafia had been sitting under a tree at the shoulder of the road, enjoying their favorite Dawet ice.

"Are you really not jealous, Sha?" Zafia asked again.

"Gak ... what?"

"But really, your face explains something else."

"What time?"

Then Mesha forced his smile, but it turned out to look ridiculous in Zafia's eyes. A few moments later, Zafia broke down.

"Sha, I hope, even though you will actually be the wife of people, and live in another country, you do not forget me?" zafia said when she stopped laughing.

"Of course, Fi. I won't be able to forget your best friend ...." Mesha smiled sincerely at Zafia.

*****

In the evening, the Bagas residence was so quiet, Mesha lay in his room while reading his favorite novel, Lintang Kemukus Dini Hari, by Ahmad Tohari. Although the novel was read over and over again by him, he never felt bored. It is Srintil's love struggle and Rasus, the two main characters in the novel, that motivates Mesha to become excited to find Zay.

A few knocks on the door of his room, spread the focus of Mesha deep into the characters of the characters in the novel he was reading.

"Sir, it's mom. There's a guest looking for you, right in front."

"Ah yes, Mom, a minute ...."

Mesha inched up, putting his novel on the bookshelf.

Mesha opened the door, and raised his head, while Mayang, still standing waiting for his daughter to come out of the room.

"Who, Ma?"

"You see, it's in the living room."

Mesha felt strange, why did his mother not just say who the guests were.

Mesha tied her hair around her, and walked towards the living room. While his mother, had gone to the back carrying a black plastic crackle.

"Mas Giyan?" mesha said when she saw who the guests were looking for. The man smiled.

"Did I interrupt your time, Dek?"

"Eh, no .. no, Mas" Mesha replied as he sat in front of the man.

Moments later, Mayang appeared carrying a tray containing drinks and small meals.

"Well, so bummer, Bulek."

"Just like this, don't bother, Le. Monggo continued to chat while enjoyed, mother wants to go back again, there are still many unresolved," said Mayang with a smile.

"What's Mas Gi here for?"

Mesha began to feel bad about the incident earlier this afternoon at the bookstore.

"Eh, anu .. I want to explain ...."

"Clearly what, Mas?"

Giyan gasped to see the girl bite her lips. He was both interested and surprised, thinking that this girl sitting in front of him was burning with jealousy. "Could it?" ask in the heart.

"That, this morning, I was just accompanying you, Grisa. My sister, my real sister. Looking for some books for college preparation ...."

Mesha was astonished, he did not expect, Giyan actually explained the incident earlier this afternoon. But strangely, Mesha was relieved.

"Ah must be seneng, if you can go to college at the desired place ..." muttered Mesha lirih.

"I mean, Deck?"

"So, it's okay, Mom. But why didn't Grisa come yesterday, Mas?"

"Oh, it just so happened that she wasn't feeling well, so I told her to take a break. Even though he insisted on coming."

"Oohh ...."

"Oh yeah, Deck. Mom and Dad are also texting us, we'll come officially to propose to you next week."

Mesha flinched, he did not expect that the day was so fast coming.

Meanwhile, behind the room divider curtain, Mayang listened to the chatter of his daughter and his guest. Although he realized it was disrespectful, but his curiosity about the development of the relationship between the two young people made him lose his manners.

"Is it gonna be that fast, Mom?"

"Somehow, I just got a message like that, Dek."

Giyan felt disappointment in Mesha's words. But this time, he did not care, he became a selfish man. His heart was already enamored with Mesha, the first time they met in this house.

Giyan did not even refuse as her parents sped up the application process. Because it was his scheduled departure abroad, another month. While he also had to take care of passports, visas and lectures Mesha later. Giyan did not care, whatever he would do to accelerate his wishes, along with the girl he wanted.

"Yes, Mas. I will convey to mother and father ..." said Mesha broke the momentary silence between them.

Mesha has resigned, although there is still a desire in him to still find Zay. He only hoped that a miracle could derail his marriage. Even though it's impossible.

While outside the house, a male figure in black, observed a pair of humans chatting in the living room, with furious faces. His hands clenched with anger. But he could not do anything and just saw it from a distance.

*****

After Giyan returned home, Mayang intercepted his daughter from behind a border curtain.

"Eh! I'm making a shock!" mesha said while holding her chest. Mayang smiled in response to Mesha.

"What's le Giyan coming for, Nduk?"

"Ah that, he said, next week, his family would come to propose to Mesha officially, Mom," said Mesha then lowered his head.

"Well good, Nduk! Then, from tomorrow, I'll get everything ready!"

Mayang stroked his daughter's shoulders gently, she was happy.

"Mom, Mesha pinjem phone home, want to call Zafia."

"Yes .. yes ... Nduk, just wear it!"

Mesha has not been bought a cell phone by his parents. Not that it is not capable, but according to Mayang, Mesha did not really need the object.

Mesha according, although he considered his mother to be a colot. At least, for Mesha it was a little profitable, he did not need to be bothered with the phone-phone prank of his school boy friend, as experienced by Zafia.

"Yes .. napa, Sha?" zafia said after answering each other's greetings with Mesha.

"Tomorrow to go to school again, Fi?"

"Duh, sorry Sha .. I'm so sorry, I'm going to join my mother's college in Y City tomorrow."

"Ah, yeah, it's okay, Fi."

"What's the day after, Sha?"

"No need, Fi. Really, it's okay."

After hanging up the phone, Mesha walked over to his room. He laid his body on the bed. He raised his hand which was wearing a bead bracelet, and the other finger stroked the bracelet.

"What should I do, Zay?" he said it as if he was talking to someone.

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