When you kissed me

8. Not recognizing Moli

This afternoon the clouds look dark, it is likely that it will soon rain. At exactly one o'clock, Moli had already left her office. If it wasn't for this morning and Anton's arrival, maybe Moli's mind wouldn't have been this upset. Today even Moli did not attend meetings with some of his clients.

Moli is now sitting behind the wheel. His feet began to press the accelerator, and his car started to run. Out there seems to have started raining, not heavy indeed, but able to make this ear can not listen to any sound from out there.

“Sial! Pake rain all over!” Yoga, who was only half way home, pulled over at the bus stop. He leaned his bike and then wagged his uniform that had been hit by rain water. Afterwards Yoga immediately sat down while tightly hugging his back bag.

Ciiiettt!!!

A silver car stopped right in front of Yoga. Yoga did not move from his seat, he just slightly tilted his head, observing who someone who stopped the car suddenly to screech hard.

His forehead creased to the middle when someone from inside the car came out while covering the end of the head with both hands.

Yoga is still sitting. He glanced at the woman who was now standing beside him while stomping her wet shoes. The woman smiled, Yoga immediately suffocated.

“Di..dia kan..”

“Yoga!”

The woman immediately embraced Yoga. Yoga who felt surprised just silence for a moment and then push quickly the woman's body to retreat backwards.

“Who Lo, just hug. Also know?” Dengus Yoga while wiping the former embrace of the woman.

“This is me, Moli.” Moli looked up tightly clutching both Yoga shoulders, then stood up while patting her own chest.

“Who is Moli?” Yoga observes Moli's posture from top to bottom. Her face was pure white, her hair was slightly wavy, her body looked contained and sexy.

But who? Yoga could not guess who this woman was standing in front of him.

Moli clucked a few times. He turned his body to the left and then turned to the right. Moli felt that Yoga was working on her. How could Yoga not recognize him, right? Is it just because of his slightly different appearance, that Yoga doesn't recognize him? Impossible!

Moli was seen sighing, stroking her chest slowly then looking towards Yoga. “Elo Yoga right?”

“Iya.”

Moli blinked while flicking her fingers hard. Of course he is Yoga, Moli will never forget. How long, still can not make Moli forget the face of Yoga.

“Surely elo is Yoga. I will not be wrong.”

Yoga that is still confused can only grin and scratch the temple which is actually not itchy at all.

“Elo remember me right, Ga?” Moli smiled with anxiety. “Yes right, Ga?”

“Elo was the one that hit me this morning.” Yoga stood upright, approaching Moli memepet until cornered on the iron fence.

Moli backwards. “What the hell! I was the one who hit elo this morning, but that's not the point.”

Yoga retreated then clucked while crossing his eyes. “Intinya, elo equal responsibility my torn pants.” Yoga pointed at the slightly visible part of her knee.

“Yoga!!” Shouted Moli loudly to feel against the sound of the rustling rain that still fell. “Elo don't mess around!” stomping feet upset.

“Gue nyari elo everywhere, and after meeting, elo even pretended not to know me. Bangke!” Mona pushing Yoga shoulder. The circle behind her eyelids had already dripped.

Uh!

Yoga that still did not understand, immediately turned panic. He scooped his own face then stood up, bent over to look at Moli and then straightened up again.

“Kok elo even cry anyway!” say Yoga while clucking hard.

“Evil lo, Ga! It's my sister Moli, boyfriend elo.”

Haik! His eyeballs instantly enlarged with a puffed up chest. A boyfriend? Which girlfriend is it? Yoga is becoming more confusing. Since when did she date a more mature woman? Eeeuuuhhhhhhh! Not panting! Yoga immediately shuddered.

“Gini yes mbak beautiful..” Yoga slightly bent offset the height of Moli. “Gue does not know that, seriously! So mending mbaknya go from here, rather than make me more confused right.”

Moli stopped her sobs, she looked up at the ceiling. After looking down, Moli can be seen breathing in and then exhaling slowly.

“OK, if you don't know me, its okay. No papa.”

“But..”.

Yoga is heavy. “What?”

“Let me take responsibility for this morning.” Moli. “Let me take elo home, it will rain, better elo go home with me.”

Yoga was silent for a moment, he seemed to be petting something. Looks like there's no harm in riding his car, itung-itung this compensation from him right? Yoga finally nodded.

“Oke.”

They both got into the car after putting a Yoga bike in the back seat with the second position of the seat folded forward.

Still quiet, inside here only the reflection of the sound of rain that still continues to fall from the sky. The two were silent no one dared to open their voices. Moli focused on driving while Yoga was still tilted towards the window staring at the wind-blown roadside trees.

“Did something happen to Elo, Ga?” ask Moli in heart. All of this must have been a reason, right? Yoga may not remember a single thing about Moli. Very strange!

“Gue should find out.” The link is still in the heart.

“Elo what class?” Molly opened the conversation.

“Ha? Why?” Yoga turned and then leaned on the seat.

“Elo what class?”

“Three SMA.”

Don't you? As expected Moli, if this is indeed the Yoga he knows. If calculated since they first met, Yoga must still have high school status and fit with his class now, which is 3rd grade.

“Elo still stay with Diki?”

Heh! Why did this woman know about Diki?

Yoga was in shock when Moli mentioned the name Diki. Yoga knew it was the name of her stepbrother who had thrown it away a few years ago.

“Elo know Diki?”

Now Moli who looks surprised, how can, Yoga knows about Diki but does not know her status as her lover.

“Nah elo know Diki?” Moli asked back, he just wanted to provoke the next Yoga greeting.

“Yes, he's my half-brother. Yes, I don't know.” Yoga chuckled without seeing how the look on Moli's current face had turned full of confusion.

Elo know Diki, lha me??? Okay, calm down Mol, let's go.

“Elo know Tika sama Fani not?”

“Tika? A fani? Who is it?” Yoga knocked on his own cheek. “Oh! The tomboyish and centile girl is yes.” girang Yoga.

Holy jeez!! Actually what is this, Moli is increasingly made kliyengan. Yoga is pretend or what? But the way he talks, it doesn't show that he's messing around.

“Terus, elo know not their other friend?”

“Who? Which one?” Yoga lifting shoulders.

“Ishh, Aw!” Suddenly Yoga grimaced while pressing on the head with both hands.

“Elo why Ga?” Moli pulled her car over on the side of the road. “Elo no papa,”

“No idea, how come suddenly so gini dizzy huh?” Yoga blinks a few times while shuddering to relieve his dizziness.

“Yes, I'll take you home.”

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