When you kissed me

36. What was? 2

Waiting for Moli who did not come, Fani finally chose to turn around. For about thirty minutes, Fani stood in front of the gate until it was hot. But, what came out was not Moli but a box car that read ‘ready to decorate an event'.

Once on the way, of course Fani is still ringing with the simple writing. What is in his mind, indeed at the house of Moli is there an event what? Moli told him to wait but he never came. It's suspicious!

Once home again, Fani was still in the thick of a question of her own. What happened to Moli? As soon as it continues to sound. Mama who is currently preparing dinner was not Fani ignored. Maybe Fani just did not know that mama was there.

“Sayang...,” call him slowly. Fani did not look. He walked straight with a blank look.

“Honey!” mom's voice has gone up. Sontak Fani immediately fell and turned his head.

“Eh, Yes Ma,” said Fani while scratching her head. Fani walked over to my mom.

“Why are you, why daydream? Mama here to cuekin.”

Fani. “Sorry Ma, I'm just confused.” Fani pulls the chair hiding under the table, then she sits down.

“Why?” mom is sitting.

Fani landed both arms on the table. “I was calling Moli, the plan was just to tidings, but, when the phone was connected, Moli again crying. He asked me to come to his house. Uh, after I rushed there, I was not even allowed to enter.”

In her position, my mother was already frowning. Actually confused about what to answer, the article itself is confused with the story of Fani.

“Mama so confused... mama also do not know how to answer, mama also do not know.”.

“Then from that,” said Fani again. “Yes, I saw a decorator come out of his house.” The astonishment that Fani had felt now she shared with mama.

“Corporator?” Mom's head is tilted to the right. “Maybe there's a party. Ah, birthday goods Moli,” guess mama.

“No way...” Fani, whose initial position was bent in front of the table, now he pulled to a leaning groove on the wall of the chair. “Moli's birthday is still a long time.”

“About what is it?” ask Fani again. No answer yet, suddenly his phone rang.

As soon as he saw the name of who was plastered on the phone screen, Fani immediately pressed the green button.

“Halo!... Mol!”

“Halo... sorry that earlier.” His voice sounded raucous and can be sure Moli is crying again.

Mama who was still sitting, just watched in wonder, then stood up and moved away. It's a young man's business. How he thought

“Elo is why?! The same story as me! I'm worried to know!” fani's voice is rising. While the voice across love is stifled with a sob.

“Gu-gue, I'm getting married tomorrow, Fan.” Moli's cry sounded increasingly hardened until forced Fani shouted ‘What’ and kept the phone away from her ears.

After his phone stuck again, Fani immediately asked a few questions.

“Elo again kidding right?” Fani laughed until her head turned.

“Gue seriously.”

Jem! Fani's laughter stopped instantly. “Elo no lie right?” this sounds surprising to Fani.

“Wait..” Fani took another breath. “Elo marry who? Not Yoga, right? Ah, what's Anton?”

“Ya.” So replied Moli. Sontak Fani immediately covered her open mouth with a palm. His eyes are perfectly rounded. He remembered how the time had seen Moli and Anton talking, it can be ascertained that Moli's speech intonation showed dislike of Anton.

There Moli shook her head. “Ngak.” Still with a raucous voice.

Oh, lest that decorator is...

Fani clenched her lips together. Right, that must be the reason why there is a decorator there. Now Fani understands.

“Gue don't want to marry Fan..” Moli's whining voice sounded. But, can what? Fani is just a friend.

“If you don't want to get married, why not just say it? Tell me papa and mama, elo.”

“It's not that easy, Fan! I'm tired of talking to them, I want to give up but, what about Yoga?”

Oh yea! Ada Yoga. Fani remembered the figure of a man named Yoga. “What is the memory of Yoga returning? I forgot how it is.” Mummed Fani in heart while patting the eel slowly.

“So Yoga has inget same elo again?” ask Fani. That's what Fani wanted to know.

“Udah, Fan. I've also met him a few times.” His sobs have begun to be contained.

“OK! I don't want to ask more about that. The point is Yoga already inget elo again, it is a good thing in my opinion. What I want to ask, elo not like Anton?”

“Nagging!” replied Moli firmly. “Gue doesn't like Anton at all. I hate him taking advantage of this. I think he's a crazy guy.” So was Moli's babble.

“Keep, now what do you want elo lacin? Honestly, I'm confused how to help elo.”

Moli understood, she alone could not persuade papa. Then, what about other people. Moli thinks it's more impossible. Papa is hard, and does not want to listen to the opinions of others.

“Gue don't know, Fan. I was confused..” His cries sounded again, and Fani could only sigh because she realized she could do nothing.

“Yoga have you ever met your parents?” Fani asked with a look as if giving an idea.

“Suknow me anyway, not yet. But, it turns out they had met before. And elo know? Bokap I was, the cause of Yoga forgot me.”

“Ha?! Meaning?” fani's voice hardened.

“The story is long. I can only tell if we meet in person.”

“But, after that bokap elo have never met Yoga again right?”

“Ngak. Why emang?”

“Well, why don't you try to find them both. Elo invite Yoga to play at home elo, make sure bokap elo about your relationship.”

That might sound like a good idea, but, considering that tomorrow is her wedding day, that plan is useless. It's like we haven't started the game but we lost first. How else would you like?

“Fan!” call Moli. “Gue's getting married tomorrow..”.

“What?! Tomorrow!?” peekik Fani in surprise again. “Seriously? Tomorrow?!”

“Iya, Fan. Hicks! How should I go?” whine Moli while rolling in the room.

If this is the case, Fani better raise her hand. I want to help, but how? This is too impossible if it is thwarted. Tomorrow then? Yes tomorrow.

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