The Trap of Love Bockey Tengil

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"Tone!"

A call stopped my steps. I turned.

"Davin? Why are you here?" many wonder. The man's house is not in the area. And again it's been half-eight in the evening. Ah, maybe she'll want to babble her girl.

"I want to look at you. Sorry, I can now. Yesterday I had an event."

"Oh that. Okay, it's okay. I'm also healed, thanks" I said. Uh wait, how did he tumben call him 'me-you'?

"More." He held out a paper bag and a crackle canticle towards me. I don't know what it is I don't know.

Doubtful I held out my hand.

"So I went to your house, but you weren't there. Miss Dewi said you were a snack again," he continued after I received her gift.

Almost every night I go out to buy snacks. And this, I was just about to cross before finally being restrained by a call from Davin.

I actually kind of accept anything from a guy. Not just the same him. But all men.

Who is dating if he has broken up asking behind all the items he has loved. Moreover, I was with Davin, who obviously had nothing to do but a classmate.

He may ask for me to return all the things he has given me. I just want to have money again. If not? Could kill me. But I'm sure Davin isn't that kind of guy.

"This is for all of me?" I asked while holding a paper bag and a bag of crackles that he loved earlier.

"Yes. I purposely bought those souvenirs for you."

I'm mangosteen. Talk by-by, means he's out for a walk. Bodo, uh. Not important.

After that, I took Davin to the house. But he refused on the grounds that he had to step back home. Yes, I let him go home after saying thank you.

I turned back the steps and did not become a snack. I got this parcel. I laughed in remembrance of my own hypocrisy. Say the same person doesn't want to. But food is the same the goods it gives are always welcome. When I refused, I was afraid to make him hurt.

You guys probably understand kali, too, Dad. Guys, if it's hurt it's horrified. The shortcut play. Not all, but most of them.

Because of that also Mother always warns not to be judes the same guy. Yeah, how, yeah. I have a jutek face suit, just looked at it was thought to hate. Not to mention my cuckoo nature and bodo time. Wow, I told them.

'Other times jan is that, yes, Nad.' I was advising myself.

"There was Davin nyariin you. Mom says you're a snack again" exclaimed Mom as I got home.

"Yes. I met you, same person. He loves this." I showed that Davin gave to Mom.

"Aren't you asking to stop by the guy?"

"Udah. But he doesn't want to. It's a hurry again."

Leaning back on the sofa, I opened a parcel from Davin. It turns out the contents of this paper bag are pajama clothes.

"It's so pretty" I muttered as I stood up. Try removing these peach-patterned pink pajamas on the body.

"Son Davin's a royal, yeah. Just buy you all clothes." Mom sat next to me.

"The one in the crackle bag was open. It's like food, huh."

"Wrong you. These are fruits" said Mother after removing the fruit that I saw there were avocados and dragons. My two favorite ones.

"Just make it eat."

Mom snorts.

"Wa'alaikumussalam" said my mother and I when we heard greetings from the Father.

"From the school desk, sir," I replied as I folded back the pajamas I tried. Not in pake anyway. Just in the pas-in doang.

"Torck?" ask the Father again.

I'm nodding.

"Son Davin is, sir. Who often plays here." Mother.

"Whoever he is, don't get a gift from a guy too often." He sits beside Mom.

'By the way, I don't feel like a guy, do you?' I'm ingrained.

"Father noticed also like Nak Davin likes our son, Mom." I look at Mom. I saw his ignorant hands tracing through Mom's body. Next, slowly but surely Father landed his lips on Mother's lips. Although only a glance, but it managed to make me gawk and painstakingly swallow the salivan.

Holy hooch! I'm like a mosquito here.

"Yes, it's okay, sir. His name is son to big. You used to be that, right?" Mother moved the hand of the Father who was still faithful on his thigh. Instead of moving, the Father even pulled Mom's hand and hugged her tightly. They hugged me as if I wasn't with him. Stupidly I still see their mesvm behavior. Tarnished already these eyes.

'You want to make a baby, not here, oruh!' my mind thrashed. Between anger and anger. I was upset because I had no partner. And angry that they did that in front of my eyes.

From here I know one thing. That the nature of this mesvmku is derived from them.

"Where is. Father of principle ta'aruf, lamar, wedlock. No girlfriend." This time their position was normal. Maybe each other's desires have begun to subside. I don't have to worry anymore about what vul9ar scene will happen next.

"Lha, who said we were dating. Ngaco, this, Father." Mother glared with an annoyed look.

"Over time, you will both like, yes automatically dating."

Mom and Dad were arguing with each other. I who was sitting lesehan under the reflex turned my head to the left and to the right. Where Mom and Dad argue.

"Don't you know!"

"That's it. Looks like I need to get it." Unexpectedly, the Father carried the bride style and brought her into the room. Makes Mother squealed in shock and resigned to the behavior of the Father.

'Include' I muttered again with a straight forward look. Look at the door of Mother's room that was closed. What's going on back there?

The intake that Dad meant was food, right?

***

"Guys, there's a good movie tonight, you know." Siti rattledly told the unimportant news.

I rolled the lazy eyeball, but not with the others. They seem enthusiastic, especially Sari who is very eager to watch the cinema.

This time the big screen will lift the film adaptation of a novel that is again viral. It must be about the theme of infidelity with an easy to guess ending. Duh, look no, dad. The vow! Not my taste. I prefer shooting movies. Or not a comedy movie.

"Must watch this" cried Sari.

"Yes." Siti consented. "How many tickets, huh?"

"The most common." Si Sari hapal bet same ticket price.

"You want to watch?" ask the three people beside me. We were heading to the school gate after a few minutes and the bell went off.

"Yes, dong. This is a fun movie." I really don't want to miss Siti.

"I'm coming along." Always was. Rani also does not want to lose.

What is my day that is not the same lust that is so. Instead of going to the cinema, I prefer to watch on the phone while lying in the room. I feel that healing.

Near the gate, Rani and Siti turn left to pick up her vehicle. While Sari and I headed straight outside waiting for an invitation. The difference is that Sari was picked up by a private driver, while I was picked up by public transportation that used to pick up school children.