The Unconsidered Bungsu

The Unconsidered Bungsu
CHAPTER 90 Is Disappointed



Monday afternoon after work Raka stopped by the stall. I'm still waiting for you to finish cooking the chicken. Sri went home half an hour ago.


" Fatty yeah, I made you some hot tea. " I put the drink in front of Raka.


" Thank you, baby" he whispered. I took the catches to accompany the hot tea.


Raka sipped her tea after waiting for the heat to decrease somewhat, then tasted the emping melinjo that I served.


" I'll want to tell you the story later." He said while chewing his emitting.


" What is a sad story? " let me respond to it.


" Not sad not happy, but upset ! " cute him with a grunt.


" Why indeed," asked me again as he rubbed his back.


" Later I'll tell you at home" he said.


He took his tea and sipped a little, then poured it on me. I drank a few sips and then spent the rest.


" Have you finished Buk ? " i asked when I saw Mom coming out of the kitchen.


" It's. The others have been put in the basket, right ? " Mom asked back.


" It's all over, just pick up" I said.


This basket I always take home contains side dishes, vegetables and snacks for dinner and breakfast tomorrow morning. Mother never cooks at home, just take from the stall.


" Mommy comes home first with Raka, let me lock the door" I said.


Mom is piggybacking on Raka. I double-checked the stove, the water faucet, I made sure everything was safe. After locking the door I sat on the bench on the porch of the stall waiting for Raka.


He soon showed up. I immediately sat in the back seat and hugged Raka's waist.


" Want to go straight home or where it used to be" he offered me.


" Just go straight to the house, he said he wanted to tell me something. You're tired of working too." I chose to go straight home.


At home we sat together on the terrace. Magrib's time is still half an hour away.


" You didn't shower first ? " ask Raka while lighting her cigarette.


" Later pray," I said. I offered my foot to let the blood flow through. Every day pacing mandir of course the leg muscles also stiffen.


" Fatigured ya. Sorry yesterday I couldn't accompany you at the shop. The children did impromptu filial work." Raka said while scratching her head.


" Last night I apologized, I didn't. Oh yeah, what story did you want ? " many remind.


" Oh yeah. Yesterday out of the field I took a shower and continued to pray, eeh overslept. Wake up and want Ashar. I remember not yet ngabarin you, it turns out even hapeku lowbat used Rama toy game. While the power quiz I left to eat first. Then I sat down on the front porch.


Oom Sono, his brother who lives in the suburbs, near the terminal. He invited me to chat, never did he mention our engagement. The reason is the same as what my father said.


I suspect you must be complaining to him and the story assorted. So Oom Sono took the time to come home. The reason was to take his son to tutoring.


A very happy hue ! " Raka grunted rudely.


" It is still discussed also apparently, surely the reason is because you have not returned the favor of parents but instead want to get married. Worried about your money I'll ask for it all, will you ? " I'm a little disappointed too.


Not lost my disappointment in my two brothers, now even heard the story from Raka about his uncle who also disagreed with his desire to get married.


Why is good intent opposed. Will they let us sin ? It is not impossible that one day we can lose control, especially Raka. That's why I asked him to immediately formalize the relationship.


" Know, it has been done as well, still tapped. If you want to give me that opinion before. But I don't necessarily respond to it either, he is who wants to manage my life. Heeh ! " Raka poked her lips.


" I'm obviously disappointed with you, why can't you support my good intentions. The reason is taboo when it comes to hearing someone else. I wish I could help my two sisters. As if what he's done for me all this time isn't sincere. I am his real son, you know ! " Raka raised her voice.


" Shhhh, don't be so hard, we'll think we're fighting again." I reminded him to keep his voice down.


" You mean your dad is actually good. Maybe the delivery is also less fitting. Which parent wants their child to marry young. They must have wished their son a success when they were newly married." I give an opinion.


Raka was silent for a moment. It turns out that we both feel disappointed by the treatment of family. But I'm not going to tell Raka about Tika and Nia's mom who's gossiping about us. I don't want Raka to not respect them anymore.


" Light is sultry, people are talking fiery like that demo again, hehehe ! " I joke to melt the atmosphere. He smiled a smile.


" No bathing here" I suggested.


" I don't bring clothes, I don't take a shower, but I still wear dirty clothes" he replied.


" Yes," I said flatly. Raka caught my face change.


" Maybe, the important thing is to have met even for a moment. Don't frown, don't frown," she asked. I also smiled faintly.


Raka's right, she must be tired too. I can't be selfish in keeping him here. Moreover, he was also upset, of course he needed entertainment. Or at least just hanging out with his friends.


After I take a shower, we pray together in the room. Raka is praying in the mosque because it does not matter with his clothes that have not been changed from this morning. Finish praying she said goodbye to mom.


I drove him to the terrace. Cups ! Raka kissed my cheek all of a sudden. Of course I was surprised.


" Raka iiih, he likes to steal the opportunity," I said, then I pinched his stomach. He also laughed.


" The one who steals is even fun, full of challenges hahaha ! " the chirps are original.


" Eh but wait a minute. You turned out to be reckless as well yes, do not want to comply with my request" Raka said again. This time, I rubbed my cheeks with both hands.


" Aww Raka what the hell, pain relief ! I think Arkana's just got my cheeks chewed." I grunt.


" Now, Raka Raka. I told you what, Hayo ? If you're engaged, you should call me Mas Raka. This from yesterday still calls Raka on, heeh ! " same.


He released a pinch on my cheek. But he pretended to pout the form of his protest just now.


" Oh, I forgot, sorry. From now on, I call Mas Raka. How Mas, what less friendly call I heemm? "


I blinked my eyes while turning my head to the left. Like I was holding a child.


" Iiihh gemes akuuuu ! " Raka was about to pinch my cheek again but I dodged. Instead he pulled my hand until I fell into his arms. We looked.


Raka brought her face closer. Cups ! He kissed my lips at a glance. This time I stayed quiet because I was ready. That I protested because Raka stole.


" I'm going home, I want to take a bath to be fresh." He went up and rode his motorbike.


" Yes from earlier it stinks ! " my chirps are teasing him.


" Scent but pingin deket-deket continues to tuh. The proof is that I can't go home." He still teases me.


" It's already home ! The laler is on approaching hehehe ! " let him go home again.


He turned on his motorbike and passed after waving his hand. I turned around and went inside the house.


" Why is Raka just for a minute, Ra? " tanya mbak Nia who is in the middle room. He's feeding Arkana. He finally greeted me first.


" Morrow work. Somehow if you stay here for a long time there will be protests." I insinuated it while going into the room.


Ma'am Nia did not reply to my words. I know he's not afraid of me. Maybe he was just reluctant to argue because he was worried that my mother heard and rebuked us. It could also be that he was afraid that I would address him and humiliate him in front of mom and dad.


All this time I have always given up on anything. But if I was really offended especially regarding my privacy, I would be furious without a care.


" Raka is home." Mother who heard my words came straight out of her room.


" It's been said" said Nia. I don't want to answer mom's questions.


Maybe he meant to prevent me from making a fuss with Nia. He thought I was still there, but I went into my room. Try if I'm on the wrong side, I'll let Nia scold me. Even blamed me.


Usually it was my father who broke us.


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