The Unconsidered Bungsu

CHAPTER 120 The Coming of a Person

Saturday afternoon Raka came to the house. He did not stop by the stall so it looks fresh and fragrant, because it has been bathing hehe.

I myself just finished cleaning the body all praying too. Kutemani mas Raka in the living room, of course with two glasses of hot chocolate equal biscuits and some cakes.

" You're doing the hell baby, like parents have drinks there's food. We're not going out just sitting at home." Mas Raka rebuked me.

" Where to go, you didn't say. I bought this when I came home from the shop. Huuh ! " my words murmured.

" Not going anywhere, just wanted to take me home. Your grandmother you know," he said.

" Hhhehh, I'm just a grandmother, others never." I melengos.

" Eh, mmm yeah not dong. Grandpa also nanyain kok, Vinda same Rama too, hehe ! " said again.

I did not answer, I don't know if invited to his house I feel reluctant. Not that I don't like it, but I'm sorry if I meet his father. Even though he behaved normally if I experienced it, then offered me a drink or a meal. But it looks like it's forced, insincere like his mother and grandmother. If grandfather rarely speaks, because if watching television while sleepy.

" Dear, I was silent. If you don't want it we are at home Maybe you are tired," said Mas Raka finally.

I couldn't possibly reveal the real reason, fearing that he was offended or sad. This is not a big deal that could disrupt our relationship.

" If you're tired it's not Mas, but I like sleepy when you go to your house. After being invited to the room only. It will be later if sleepy still have to go home, it is impossible that I sleep in your room."

" That's the reason. Yes, if I sleepy I won't take you home. Let you sleep in my room, how is it okay ? "

" It is not so, iih Mas Raka likes to offend when talking about gini rich. I don't want to explain." I grumbled.

" Kok angry anyway, yes already want to explain what I was horrified," he persuaded while wiping my arm.

" No want to ! It was clear, "I said. I pretended to sulk, not to talk anymore. Mas Raka scratched his head, I smiled inwardly.

" OK.okay, now I'm following you. We sit back and talk, have hot chocolate and eat cake. Uh, but the chocolate's not hot anymore, hahaha ! " He also put out his idea.

" It's still warm, this holds the glass is still hot," I said spontaneously while holding a brown glass.

" Don't you know, finally want to talk too, haha ! " squeaked. Turns out he was fooling me. I immediately pouted again.

" Here I drink the chocolate, it's still warm. Srluup aah. scrumptious, sweet as it makes." Mas Raka launched a seduction. I was about to smile but I held back.

" The biscuits must be delicious, too. I tasted aah ! " he continued, taking the biscuits that I put in a small jar. I also followed him to enjoy warm chocolate and small meals.

We had a few minutes to drink and talk, someone knocked on the door.

" Who is Ra, night-time guests ? " tanya mas Raka stopped the chewing.

" Don't know, let me take a look" I said as I stood and opened the door.

I never thought that standing at the door was my Junior High friend, Muhammad. I was really surprised by his arrival.

" Aira Assalamualaikum, I'm not bothering you" he said with a smile.

" Eh, hail waalaikum. No. No bother, come on in! " I'll take him inside. I'll introduce you to Raka.

" Mad, this is Muhammad my Junior High friend. Muh, this is Raka my close friend." Both Raka and Muhammad were shocked. They also shake hands.

" Please sit down Muh, I make you a drink," I said and went in leaving them with their own thoughts.

" Who came Ra ? " ask mom who is having dinner with dad. I approached my mother, and Nia, waiting for Arkana, followed me.

" That's Buk, my Junior High friend who used to offer me a job. At that time I was asked to come to his house, but it turned out that there was no continuation. Do you remember yet ? " I reminded my mother of Muhammad, of course, in a whisper.

" Oh you used to go to his house until it went to people. He kept saying he wanted to come here but never showed up. Oh my goodness, it's been a long time." My mother whispered to my words too.

" Yes Buk, now he suddenly appears here. Where there is mas Raka again. Later it is assumed I have nothing with him." I said while making a drink for Muhammad.

" Well, now why is he here ? " ask Mbak Nia.

" Where do I know" I said with a shoulder.

" I'm sorry Aira, I can only come now. Keep busy, if you go home from work until night, hehehe." I haven't had time to open my voice Muhammad spoke yet.

" It's okay, I forgot. You know, it's been a long time, yes" I replied half insinuating.

" I actually wanted to be here at that time. I went to Dinda's house to ask her to take me to your place. But it turns out that Dindanya left and then I went home." Muhammad explained the reason at that time. Dinda was a neighbor my age, but never hung out with the neighborhood.

Arkana ran from the living room, she hit me. I immediately hugged and held her. Muhammad continued his story.

While Mas Raka just silently watched Muhammad. It could be that he was waiting for what the arrival of Muhammad meant and who he really was. I know Raka's jealous, but she's not grasa grusu.

" I went to the mosque first, Aira," said he wanted to pray Isyak. " Oh yes Mas" I said.

" Drink the tea first Muh, hunt cold later." I let him drink.

" Yes thank you" he said, taking tea at the table and sipping it.

" You know not Muh, I was really waiting for you. You promise to play while explaining what kind of work you offer me. But it turns out you never came here." I finally asked him when there was no Raka mas.

" Yes Ra, I should have searched your house without having to take Dinda. You also said it wasn't far from home."

" I defended my house because of your offer. But you just asked me to talk to your friends, and instead said you'd explain it all to my house."

Muhammad apologized to me once again. I said if I had forgotten about it, I was just reminding of the events of that time. He continued his conversation. But Arkana also asked me to joke, I did not pay much attention to what Muhammad was talking about. Not long after Raka came back from the mosque.

" Yes Aira, I went home first ! " said Muhammad then.

" Hurry up, I haven't talked to you yet. Just talking to Aira, hehe." Mas Raka responded.

" It's coming over to a friend's place, I'm sorry Ra. Assalamualaikum," he said.

" Greetings waalaikum" I replied with Raka mas.

After Muhammad died, Raka looked at me, as if asking for an explanation. Nia's mother and mother also came out, would want to talk about Muhammad. I finally told you the chronology.

" So, it used to be about a year of graduating High School I was invited with Ms. Rina to the night market. Krishna and Daffa as well. Accidentally meeting Muhammad, we greeted each other as Junior High. In the past, the school did not know because there was not a class.

After exchanging news, he invited me to work, to join his team. I was asked to come to his place to know what he was doing. I said mom and mom are supportive too. But until there even invited to talk and joke. Not at all about work.

In the end Muhammad said, sometime want to play here while explaining the work. I'm home, same mom story. But he waited a long time for it to never show up.

Now suddenly he's nongol, why try. I just didn't think. " I end my story and finish the rest of my cold drink.

" You know what he means, he wants your macarin. You don't feel it." Mas Raka commented after listening to my explanation.

" The hell, if it really wants to be like that why not from the first. I thought he was going to give me a job, but I don't know what job. He didn't touch her yet." I'm quibbling.

" That's just the reason. Maybe at that time he already had a girl so no serious approach you. Well, maybe now he's single and then remembered the same you. I understand because I'm a guy too." Mas Raka explained his argument.

" Aira likes to be insensitive. It was also fun with Arkana, when again invited to chat with guests." Mbak Nia chimed.

" Hehehe, the end of Arkana is also not going to come down from my lap. How else," I said origin.

" But it's not polite, he'll be a good guest" said Mbak Nia.

" Let's say, my own fault used to lie to me. Sorry if offended, hehe. I used to be disappointed, too" I explained.

" I pray first ! " cetusku. Mas Raka nodded.

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