When you kissed me

Twenty-five

After school, Moli accidentally meets Santi again in front of a mini market. In his hand were two pockets of scrapes that were somehow filled with groceries. Moli told Pak Ujang to stop his car and pull over on the edge, it looks like Santi is waiting for a taxi to be seen from his behavior waving at a passing taxi just ignoring him.

Moli crossed the road to Santi.

“Tante, looking forward to taxi?”

“Eh you again, Ee who is it? Aunt forgot her name earlier.”

“Moli Aunt.” Moli replied.

“Ohh Moli, what's up here? alone?” Santi glanced behind Moli, looking for someone who might be with Moli.

“Sama Aunty driver, I'll take you to aunty, the shopping is also a lot.”

“No need, ngerepotin.”

“No Papa Aunt, Let me inter.”

“Neither nih?”

“Ngak Aunty, relax, here Moli help bring her groceries.” wide Moli smile grabbed a bag of friction in Santi's left hand.

At first Santi refused but because of Moli's offer that looks sincere, Santi finally entered the Car with Moli. And again Santi has been waiting for a taxi for a long time but never come too, better to accept the offer of a good person, right?

“Sorry yes so ngerepotin.”

“Ih Aunty, no nicotine kok.”

Chat after chat they do in the car during the trip. Moli was so excited when Santi asked her to tell a story, it felt like chatting with her own parents. Comfortable, calm and quiet. Santi is a gentle woman, all that can be felt because Moli thirsts for affection. If only I could, maybe Moli had already rushed to hug him and buried her head in a gentle swab of Santi's hand.

Moli got off the car followed by Santi who immediately took her groceries in the back trunk. Moli stepped slowly looking at a house that stood firmly before her. The house was no bigger than his house, but it could make his heart and feelings so nervous.

“Yuk enter first.” invite Santi when the front door is open.

Moli paused for a moment to catch her breath and her heart clashed quickly. What he would find inside might make his body tremble. The sigh coming out of his mouth slowly led his footsteps to attempt to enter the house.

“Sit down first, Auntie makes a drink ya."

Moli assented and immediately sat in the living room sova. His eyes twisted at every corner in the room, the goods of the time there was something that could make his heart shocked.

“Maybe Diki inside.” her inner and trying to calm down even though her legs can't be silent vibrate a little.

“Dik, you're inside?” mama said while knocking on Diki's room door.

Because there was no answer, Santi went straight in. Diki was sleeping soundly with a blanket covering half of her supine body. “Dik, wakeup! There's your temen.” Santi shook Diki's body.

“Hmmm, what is mah?”

“That there's your temen below? Come on wake.”

Diki did not wrinkle, his eyes were still closed and turned his body in a tilted position then pulled the blanket to cover his entire body.

“Beautiful guy, his name is Moli.”

The narrow eyes that were originally tightly closed are now wide-eyed after hearing the name Moli. He sat down for a while then stood washing his face and immediately went down to look for the person who mentioned his name earlier. Seeing that santi just geleng although actually curious as well. “It looks like Diki and Moli know close.”

Diki stepped slowly with a nervous feeling. “Hai! been a long time?”

“Hai! sizable.” replied Moli with a thin smile, Trying to be ordinary.

After sitting down, Diki still had a hard time moving her lips to say something. It seemed like his brain stopped working until there was nothing he could say to the girl before him. Likewise with Moli, he just kept quiet pretending to be busy with his phone. For now they look more like two people who don't know each other.

“You're here alone?” one question came from his originally silent lips. Perhaps his heart was in the spring because of the arrival of a girl he knew coming home to see him.

“Sama pak Ujang, but already home first.”

“Oh.”

The room was quiet again. Moli herself confused what to do or ask what. For example, Moli can be mature to not hold a grudge against Diki. It's just that he's still too stiff to talk to her like this. Especially just the two. That's not what Moli really doesn't want for now. If it wasn't for Santi, maybe Moli would have gone straight to her house.

“Sorry the drink is long.” Santi said surprising the two of them.

“Ma..makasih Aunt.”.

“You have a chat, Auntie wants to cook."

“Iya Aunt.”

There was a sense of regret when Diki saw her Mama look so tender on Moli. Why be mean to that girl? If there were no selfish, it would not be like this story. His mouth and hands hurt the girl. It's evil! But it's happened.

“Assalamualaikum.”

Moli was stunned to hear the sound of greetings from the doorway. He knew who was behind the hoarse voice. “Yoga, definitely Yoga.” Moli slowly turned her body to look at the figure of the man who was taking off his shoes.

“Kak Moli?” yoga does not believe.

While Diki was still silently staring at Yoga who was indifferent to her. He's pissed. Why should Yoga come when there is a chance to be with Moli?

Moli grinned with a wave of her hand parallel to her shoulder. “He...hey, just got home?"

“Iya.” without fear of Diki who had already squinted at him, Yoga sat next to Moli with a sumringah face.

“Damn the boy!” batin Diki sees Yoga attached to Moli. His hands gripped the edges of the sova with teeth clashing against each other.

“Kak Moli why here? Same with me, right?"

“Change clothes first kek sono! Disturb lo!” spray Diki.

“Asper as I dong! how to Elo sewot!”

“Damn this brat!” Diki almost lifted his butt toward Yoga, but he paused because of the arrival of santi who appeared with a plate of bolu bolung.

Santi was astonished when he saw Yoga sitting next to Moli. It was strange when Diki's classmate but it turned out to be familiar with Yoga. Santi sat next to Diki whose face was pouting looking at the familiarity of Moli and Yoga. Until finally I remember something that has happened in this house for a long time.

“Moli? It seems like I've heard that name.” Santi tried to remember where he had heard that name.

“Udah change clothes first there, the smell of asem.” said Moli while encouraging Yoga to immediately move away because it was not good with Santi who had looked at her.

“Ready!”

Before moving Yoga had glared at Diki who also reciprocated glaring at him. And that behavior immediately reminded the incident that was being thought of Santi. “Yes right, Moli. The name that was once called Yoga when you had a fight hear Diki." Inner santi while observing the girl who was playing the mobile phone.

“What is this girl mentioned by Diki and Yoga? Kok can.”

“Tante! Moli said yes, it's late afternoon.”

“Eh...i.. yes... don't come to dinner first?” said santi with a brick because of her daydream.

“Nevent need aunty thanks.”

“I take you back, just magrib too.” Tawar Diki when Moli already shake hands with Santi.

“Let me just do the sending.” Saur Yoga has a motor key.

Feeling inadmissible with the loud words of Yoga, Diki pushed her up to hit the handle of the stairs. “Apaan hell lo! Follow me!”

“Moli let me take you!”

“Try you ask first, want her?”

The argument made Moli confused. What's more seeing Santi now trying to mediate them by pulling Yoga's arm back up. “Already already! You go in, let Diki deliver, he's Diki's friend, you're at home."

“Whose word is he Diki's friend? Mama always belain Him! Yoga mah now rarely get support from Mama!”

Der! Santi. The Yoga speech made him erect like a museum statue. Simple speech but makes his body limp. Yoga never talks like that. Is Silent Yoga all this time because it stores envy and jealousy? Why realize now?

“Yoga why are you talking about it? Mama does not belain anyone, Moli is a friend of Diki, what's wrong with Diki who nganterin?”

“Tuh!” timpal Diki has his lips.

Yoga came down close to Moli who was still standing watching the debate. Moli knew from the look on her face that Yoga felt unfair. Yoga has also said that she feels lonely sometimes. Maybe this is what makes Yoga talk that way.

“Yuk Brother Moli.” Yoga pull Moli's arm. His face flushed like a child who did not want to lose when playing with friends.

“But Ga, I don't feel good about your Mama.” Saur Moli without taking off hand Yoga.

In his heart it felt like Diki was punching the rancid boy. He only tried to be gentle because there is Santi and did not want to look bad in Moli's eyes. “Woi! Dengerin Mama, anyways He's not here for Elo times, play pull aja.” Diki attracts Yoga until it detaches from Moli.

“Apaan anyway! Move!”

“Elo who stepped aside!”

“Stop yes you! Rich little boy!” snapped Moli who could not stand their behavior.

Now Santi is really sure if this girl has anything to do with Diki and Yoga until they had a fight at that time. Then why is it in that video with Lia? Uh! Santi so confused himself to see the problem of young people today.

“Tante! I pamit.” Moli said with a flat smile because she was embarrassed by the two men who acted like Kindergarten children.

“Wait for it in anterin Diki.”

“Nevent to Aunt.”

“But it's been going to night, it's not good to go home alone.” Santi stroked Moli's long-drawn hair. Diki and Yoga are silent but sometimes still mutually lyrics.

“Ga! anterin me.”

The last words before Moli turned around and walked out of the house. Not because he did not want to be among Diki, Moli just did not want to consider herself to give a hope to Diki. For Moli this is enough and must be the end to get here.

“Denger!” Yoga squinted his eagle eyes at Diki who was about to approach him but was prevented by Santi.

“Why Mama biarin Yoga nganterin Moli?” Diki snorted scooping her annoyed face.

“Not memgebiarin Dik, but that's what the Moli wants, Mama also does not want him to go home alone, danger loh.”

“Serah Mama lah!”

Diki looks very irritated. But it does have a point too, it is not good for women to go home alone is it already night. Riskier.

“Why doesn't Brother Moli want to be among Diki?” ask Yoga when on the way.

A tight hug is always tightly coiled when the Moli in the Yoga bonceng. Comfortable of course he feels. “Can Be the Elo who wants.”

“You what?”

“Yes, want to bring me! Basic O-on!” spray Moli with a mocking laugh.

Ck! Recover the girl! Silent silent Yoga smiled from behind his helmet. Happy it is when the woman who is elo Loved chooses to go equally elo rather than the same lover himself. Yoga hopes this is an opportunity for her to make this woman change her heart.

Nothing is impossible! That rights!