When you kissed me

Thirtyfold

“Kok stop sir?” asked Moli when I stopped her car.

“Strikes like Non.” pack test out of car trying to check something wrong with his car.

Someone from inside the car who stopped in front of them arrived out. “Diki?” inner Moli.

“Why Mr Ujang? Mogok” asked Diki to approach Pak Ujang. Moli was still sitting watching them from inside the car.

“Iya Den, must be taken to the workshop kayaknya.”

Diki glanced at Moli then approached her. He knocked on the car's glass. “Mol, get out first.”

With lazing finally Moli came out with a sling bag. Moli would be cold to him. This also included a way for Diki to stop wishing on Moli.

“You are with me, because your car must be taken to the workshop.”

“No need. I took a taxi.”

“No going to Mol, it's noon.”

Moli looked at her watch. The clock has shown seven hours less than five minutes. True also said Diki, will not be hunted if you have to wait to take a taxi. And in the end there was no other choice, Moli got into the Car and left with Diki.

In the car, of course, Moli chose to be quiet. Even to just glance at Diki at a glance he did not do. Wh-wh-what for? Wouldn't it be better to be silent? And there's nothing to talk about, right?

“You are beautiful today Mol, I like.”

Huh! What's that seduction? Moli just smiled thinly even more looks not like a smile.

At the red light, Yoga accidentally sees them from behind the glass. Samar but it can be ascertained that the occupants in the car are Moli and Diki. Yoga pulls the bike back, away from them to be invisible. “Why is Brother Moli the same Diki? Isn't their relationship over?” ask Yoga in your heart.

The car went further. But Yoga still daydreams on his bike. He still had doubts about what he had just seen. Are those Moli and Diki? Or maybe someone else. But of course it's the two of them. His eyesight will not be wrong. Diki paddled his bike in full of questions. Why and why are they together again?

“Still.”

Bret down!

Moli closed the car door quickly before Diki got out of the car. To his two best friends who saw Moli get out of the car Diki directly approached Moli and asked a few questions.

“Kok elo with Diki?”

“Elo reciprocate with Diki?

“Kok can anyway?”

“Wah, kepelet lo ya?”

“Sttt!” Moli silenced the mouths of her two best friends who continued to nyerocos without pause.

“Diem ih! Mulu anyway! On the brake first..”.

“Nah Elo weird, time off school with ex.”

“Iya Mol, lo kesambet ghost banyan tree huh?”

“Ngaco! Lah ngak. My car broke down earlier, and there happened to be Diki so I came along. Just because I don't want to be late from Miss Demora, this morning she taught.”

“Oooo..

“Means don't suudzon.” spray Moli and directly embrace them towards the classroom.

“Elo why bro? In them, again there is a problem?” Doni asked when he saw his best friend daydreaming while stirring a bowl of meatballs without bribing him.

Yoga is not flinching. The view leads nowhere. Something he saw earlier was so distracting to his mind that he did not focus on the lesson an hour ago. “Did they reverse?”

“Hoi! Why the hell lo!” Doni patted hard on Yoga's shoulder until jumped.

“What the hell lo! My ngagetin!”

“Why do you dream? Persambet? Devil's attachment?”

“Ck! Brisik!” Yoga rose without giving any explanation to the gawking Doni.

After Yoga school, I did not go home. He went to Moli's house to find answers to what he had seen on the street. Yoga should ensure what is really going on.

Arriving at Moli's house, Yoga immediately entered and waited for Moli in the guest room accompanied by the mbok who had just finished mopping.

“Mbok, was Diki here?”

“No Den, why?”

“No papa mbok. Just ask.”

“Si mbok stay yes Den, want iron first.”

“Iya mbok.”

From outside the sound of the car stopped. Yoga stood up and peeked out from behind the curtains. His eyes were rounded when he saw Moli coming out of Diki's car. He gripped the curtain, then snorted and sat back on the sova.

“Yoga?from earlier?” moli asked when she saw Yoga in her living room.

“Udah.”

Moli just glanced at Yoga for a while then went straight to the room. Yoga observing the steps of Moli. Why Moli's cuek? What if they turned it back? The feeling of Yoga is getting worse for him. Between curiosity and fear crept in his body.

Half an hour Yoga waited for Moli but never showed up. Ten minutes later Moli came and sat down next to Yoga. “Why are you Ga? More pain?”

Moli observed the restless looking face of Yoga. “Why the hell Ga?”

“Neverything is right, just wait for old Moli brother really.”

“Gue will take a shower first, do you want to sit with a smelly girl?”

Ck! He still has time to joke. He did not know how scared this heart was. Fear of a hope that is almost open but will be closed again. Uh! How to convey this complaint? Talking is hard. What else to ask? Can collapse this body.

“Ih Ga, Elo why the hell? Strange, I'm afraid I saw her.” Moli mengjajeri Yoga is still silent. Hugging her makes Yoga body sweat.

How hard is it anyway? What because the beginning of falling in love to be afraid to clap one hand. Basic suck! Yoga berated her who was so weak in this kind of problem.

“Sister Moli came home with Diki earlier? departure is also between Diki.”

Uh! Yoga can know. Moli frowned. Is this kid jealous? Moli held back the laughter that was already at the end of her lips.

“Iya... why?”

“Nggk papa anyway, just ask aja.”

The answer to Yoga makes Moli curious. Does Yoga ask because of jealousy or just ask.

“Oh... sure no papa, do not want to know why?”

Moli flicked the nose of Yoga. The other hand is still embracing the non-cutting waist of Yoga. “Truly don't want to ask again?”

“Ih! Brother Moli mah gitu.” Yoga pursed like a child who failed to give a toy.

“Ga?”

“Hmm.”

Yoga still lowered his head not daring to look at Moli's face. Both hands held Yoga's cheeks gently until

Yoga looked at his face. “Don't misunderstand what you saw earlier.no matter what happened.”.

“Means?”

“Ya I'm the same Diki.“

“Terus why can go home together?” Yoga pulled Moli's hand that was stuck to her cheek.

“Elo jealous? Hayo ngaku.” Goda Moli while pinching belly Yoga.

“Ih what the hell, not kok.” elak Yoga.

“Not lie. “

“No, it's none of my business, right? would be the same Diki cake who is the cake up..”.

“Oh..

If this is how the two become sulking each other, right? Because of the annoyance Moli turned her back to Yoga who was still a manyun.

“Gue to room, sleepy.”

“Wait..” Yoga pulled Moli's arm back down. Then hold her two hands tightly.

“Kak Moli still love Diki?”

“Why if you still love?”

“Ya.. goods times have been reversed, congratulations, join seneng.”

“Yakin elo seneng if I turn the same Diki again?”

“Ngak! Ih, shitty vow! Gedeg also long ago me!” Sewot Diki and immediately hugged Moli.

Moli smiled. Yoga was jealous of him. And that's a sign Yoga does have a taste in him. “Gue can be with Diki because my car broke down earlier. now still in the same workshop Pak Ujang..”.

“Thus? No lie.”

“Yes not! make what a lie, besides papa, Just just go home together, it was also forced.”

Yoga finally showed off in relief. What was on his mind was a mistake. Fortunately, there are no misunderstandings and emotions. Be ashamed.

“Udah freelance! Grah knows.”

“Iya, bring!”

Moli invites Yoga to move to the middle room. They sat on the carpet watching the afternoon show on TV. Yoga sits with selonjor legs while Moli lays her head over Yoga thighs.

Yoga observes again the face of the girl who is playing the remote looking for a TV channel that fits so deeply.

“Sister Moli really already no taste the same Diki?”

“Ngak. I forgot him.”

“Emang easy yes nglupain former one school? And again the courtship has been running long enough.”

“Intinya I already do not like Him, I already will not care about Him, even though often met, He will not be able to make me like Him again, He will not be able to make me like Him,whose name has broken up already broken up, there is no word balikan.”

“But Diki still likes you brother Moli, yesterday only He snapped me again.”

Moli looked up, facing the face of Yoga from below. “Elo fight again the same Dia?”

“No, Just a fight. He told me to make it away from Moli, like he really still likes Diaya.”

“Masa bodo ah! In my opinion it is not because of basic likes anymore, but blind love because it has been acting. Do you mean I mean?”

“Hmm... I mean Moli, Diki is just not willing to be aja brother Moli deket with other men?”

“Yes so think, He also has often begged for feedback, but I refuse to continue, maybe still do not accept the reality as well anyway.”

“Ribet also yes, I am afraid to date deh.”

Moli got up and sat down. He laughed at the words Yoga. Guys who have never dated are different, huh? Funny also look at her adorable facial expression. Moli pinch to the two cheeks of yoga to make Yoga in pain.

“Sick! Leasin!”

“Gemes I'm the same lo! So, I like it more.”

“Ha? What?” Yoga gaped at the rapid speech. Is it not wrong? Moli said what the hell? Like right?

“What can... Bweek!”

Damn it chick. Make me curious. How can you know about his heart? What to ask? Not like. Too weird.

The phone on the table reads a sign of someone calling.

“Halo... what's Fan?”

“You are coming?”

“Where?”

“Ke event birthday her brother Mia in Bogor..”.

“When?”

“Tonight. come yes, I'll pick up later. Mia is also there.”

“OK deh..”

Tut tut tut. Moli looked at Yoga for a while then got up. “Ikut yuk Ga.”

“Where?”

“Ke event birthday brother si Mia.”

“Now? I didn't bring a shirt.”

“Mild! later buy it on the road.all buy gifts, relax, I buyin.”

Yoga snorted and finally nodded his head in agreement with Moli's invitation.

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