The Stupid Shaft

PLAIN OR STUPID

"Sir, who was that man?" ask Dito for the umpteenth time.

Since entering the house, Dito continues to follow Deta. He continued to follow where Deta stepped even to his sister's bedroom and continued to ask the same thing.

"Sister said it!!! The man was the teacher Brother at the study, his name was Pak Angga. Why didn't you meet him?" deta was annoyed by the attitude of his sister who kept interrogating him.

"What is your relationship with him?"

"none. Just limited to teachers and students." replied Deta honestly, because that's what Deta felt.

"Bu .. hong!!!" Dito squinted his eyes.

"Aiiisshhh, why is Brother lying? And don't look at a sister like that! Or will Brother plug your eyes, Dek!!!" threaten Deta.

Instead of being afraid, Dito stuck out his tongue to mock Deta.

An upset Deta finally threw a pillow to his sister's face which was instead greeted with laughter by Dito.

"God!!! You're all grown up but still acting like kids." Miss Sarah picked up the pillow that was thrown by Deta.

"Sister, Ma, who threw his pillow." Dito cornered Deta before he was "sprayed".

Deta just frowned not saying anything to hear Dito's words.

"Try telling!" Sarah's mom sat on the edge of the bed. Followed by Dito who sat down under the bed and rested his head at the feet of his mother.

"Who's Angga?" Sarah's first question as soon as Dito finished telling her about Angga.

"Love Brother." Dito pointed at Deta who was glaring at him.

"No, Ma," Deta fluttered his hand in denial.

"Then who is he?" ask Sarah again.

Before Deta answered, Dito had already interrupted him.

"Surely her lover, Ma, I saw that man was going to kiss Brother." Dito rambled like a child complaining about his friend's mischief.

Deta who heard her sister's words could only gap in disbelief.

"You don't make up stories, yeah!" Deta was eager to shake his sister's head but Dito immediately put his head at the feet of Sarah's mother.

"I'm serious, Ma, the man is already approaching Brother and is about to kiss him. But Brother is just like this." Dito exemplified the facial expression of Deta he saw earlier.

Again Deta could only gap not believe what her sister said.

Ms. Sarah who listened to the story of her two children just fell silent then chuckled and pinched the cheek of Deta.

"You are indeed very innocent" said Miss Sarah while stroking the cheek Deta pinched earlier.

"Not plain but stupid!" chirps Dito.

***

That night at Sanjaya's mansion, Rika's mother was waiting for her husband's return.

As soon as the roar of the car from outside the house, Rika rushed out to greet her husband.

At the door and seen Mr. Firman who was half confused to see the look on his wife's face.

"Come, Pa, hurry to the room!" Bu Rika pulled her husband's arm.

"Patience, Ma, Papa take a shower first, yeah." Mr. Firman blinked one eye.

"Father! It's not that." Bu Rika who understood the code of her husband immediately straightened out her actions.

"Then?" Mr. Word raised his eyebrows next to his. Reminds mom Rika with her son's habits when demanding an explanation.

Without saying anything, Rika dragged her husband into the room and closed the door.

"Do you know what?" rika asked half-whispering.

Mr. Firman who was confused by his wife's behavior still answered. "Of course not, Ma,"

Bu Rica chuckled at her husband's tone.

"Last noon when Papa called, Mama saw ...," Ms. Rika's sentence was not finished because her husband was clucking.

"What?" ask Rika without a sound.

"Oh my goodness, Ma!!! Why whisper like that?We are in the room, no one will hear." complained Mr. Firman. Then Rika nodded and laughed.

"What do you want to talk to?" Miss Rika will talk. "But don't whisper!" keep me Mr. Firman.

"Last noon when Mama called Papa and Mama was surprised. Papa remember?" Mr. Firman nodded. "Mom saw that Ricky was holding Deta in the kitchen" he continued.

"really? Mama didn't see wrong?" Mr. Firman holds both of his wife's shoulders. "Papa will soon have another son-in-law." continued Mr. Firman then immediately embraced his wife.

"Not necessarily, Pa," Ms. Rika's voice was almost swallowed up in the arms of Mr. Firman tightly.

Mr. Firman let go of his embrace and looked at his wife's face.

"Why? Mama doesn't agree?" Mr. Firman looked into his wife's eyeballs looking for answers.

Bu Rika shook her head.

"But what?" Mr. Firman looks impatient.

"Mama's afraid Ricky's just playing around, Pa," Worry is clearly visible on Rika's mom's face.

"Do you think we've raised a son of a bitch?" Mr. Word asked with confidence.

Bu Rika looked at her husband, hesitating to answer.

"Ricky won't touch a woman he doesn't like, Ma, and that's down from Papa" said Mr. Firman confidently.

Hearing her husband's rendition made Rika's worries slowly fade.

"But, does Papa agree?"

"Why not?"

"The map is just a waiter, Pa,"

"Then?"

"Papa's not ashamed?" Actually, Rika was embarrassed by her question but she had to get rid of all the obstacles that might hinder her son's happiness.

"No." replied Mr. Firman confidently and it made Ms. Rika surprised.

"Don't Papa want a rich son-in-law. At least the same as us?" Increasingly embarrassed Miss Rika because it has boxed the status of others.

"For what? Papa's money is plenty, Ma, Papa doesn't need a rich son-in-law. Besides, if Papa gets a rich son-in-law, where else would Papa keep all of papa's possessions? Ahhaha ...."

Bu Rika breathed a sigh of relief. 'Thank God.'

***

That morning, Rika asked Deta to come early and help her prepare breakfast.

Once everything is ready, Deta knocks on Rika's bedroom door to tell her.

"Sorry, Mom, breakfast is ready." Deta looked down as soon as Rika opened the door.

"Yes, thank you, Deta. Please call Fita and Yoga."

"Well, ma'am," Deta was about to turn around, but Rika gave another order. "Please make some milk for Ricky!"

Deta smiled and nodded.

While Deta calls Fita and makes milk, Rika walks into Ricky's bedroom.

"Honey .. Come on, breakfast!"

"Yes, Ma," There was a voice coming from inside the room.

Soon the door opened and a handsome, well-dressed Ricky appeared in a white shirt and gray pants. In his hands hang a suit in matching colors.

"Why not wear it?" Miss Rika glanced at the suit in Ricky's hand.

"Not used to it, Ma," Ricky grinnedly revealed a row of his teeth.

"Customize!" said Miss Rika while tidying up the collar of Ricky's shirt which is actually neat.

They walked to the dining table. There is already a Mr. Word who is sipping coffee.

Bu Rika sat to the left of her husband and Ricky sat opposite Rika. Not long after Fita came with her husband.

"Where's Ricky's milk, Ma?" ricky asks when he doesn't see his "mandatory drink" in the morning.

"Yes, honey, it's coming." Miss Rika pointed behind Ricky.

There, Deta walks over and is holding warm milk for Ricky.

"Good morning, sir, please!" greet Deta to Ricky when putting the milk glass right in front of Ricky.

Ricky turns to look at Deta's face, but the girl seems to ignore Ricky.

'What the fuck? How could he look ordinary when yesterday he was so nervous and scared?

Shit man!!!

Why does my heart keep cheering? What if he hears her?

Quiet down!!!'

Ricky continued to stare at Deta without blinking.

Ms. Rika and Mr. Firman looked at each other to see that .

Is this love clapping one hand???

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