Yashinta (My brother-in-law My love)

I'd Like to Come

The next day, as promised if Kafka would pick him up. Yashinta was delighted that the young man kept his promise and it was not too late to come.

"Why have breakfast?" after being in Kafka's car, Kafka started driving, leaving the Yashinta courtyard.

"Not yet,"

"It just so happens, Yas bawain peanut butter bread. His favorite is Kafka, eat well." he pulled out a light blue tupperware.

"Taro, I'll eat at school."

"No drinking water?"

Kafka turned his head, "loe thinks I'm kind of a kindergarten kid?"

"How will Kafka be?" the girl was worried.

"Later to buy in the cafeteria,"

"There's money?"

"No, Yas kasih. If Kafka does not want to be loved, let Yas pinjemin only, later Kafka can change!" his chatter that almost made Kafka's head want to break the taste.

"By the way again, I'm taking you down here!"

"Kafka hearts?"

"Hmm, uh,"

Only Yashinta will speak again, Kafka has turned his head with a sharp gaze, making Yashinta just puff his cheeks and choose silence or Kafka will actually lower him on the side of the road later.

Kafka's car stopped when it reached the school car park. Yashinta put on his bag and prepared to get out of the car, but before that, he first took the tupperware he had placed on the dashboard of the car and handed it to Kafka.

"Later for breakfast, tupperwarenya do not go until the cross, it's Yas's favorite from Mama, well." message to the girlfriend.

Kafka just froze in place, he thought Yashinta forgot about the tupperware, not in fact.

"Don't say, well, Kafka." the message was once again that only Kafka answered with no interest in muttering.

"Hmm, uh,"

"Yes there is a picket, first well. Drug," he said, then got out of the car and just left Kafka.

Kafka stared at the tupperware in his hand, then just shook his head, but he still brought a gift from Yashinta.

Kafka was silent as he got out of his car, Saras standing with an annoyed face. That girl must have been angry that Kafka left her yesterday. Ah, Kafka doesn't know what to say.

"Udah be Yashinta loe's slave now?" he asked when he saw what was in Kafka's hands, because he was quite sure if it was a gift from Yashinta.

Not to mention the incident yesterday when Kafka prefers to pick up Yashinta instead of waiting for her. And this morning they came together, an amazing surprise.

Kafka was silent.

"Bring bekel, rich kid TK aja loe, Ka!" timpal Aris who had just arrived, made the gazes of the few students who were still there lead to him.

Kafka clucked dislikes, and then walked toward a trash can. Then throw the tupperware there without thinking long.

"Well, ko dumped, anyway, Ka. 'Kan darling, not given to me," said Aris with a hearty look, regretting tupperware that had slid into the trash.

Kafka turned his head reluctantly, then walked first leaving Aris with Saras who seemed still angry at him. He did not want to make his head become more dizzy.

**

"Loe's done Ms Dania's job?" ask Ranti as soon as Yashinta finishes her picket task.

"Udah." the girl replied cheerfully.

"That's so cool, why are you? Win lottery?" ranti asked who was quite curious. Because usually, Yashinta does not talk much in the morning. Especially if you just arrived, the reason is simple. First, Kafka was late to pick him up, the two Kafkas who came with Saras.

"No."

"Kafka?"

Yashinta nodded, which actually made Ranti cluck not like to see it. Although he was happy if Yashinta happy.

"He's one time to pick you up?"

"Well, how did Ranti know?" the girl's a crunch.

"Old song. So is twilight, but Kafka is often late!"

"That's Ranti!"

"What?"

"Must appreciate!"

"Bucin loe needs to be treated!"

"Don Ranti!"

Ranti is silent, reluctant to serve Yashinta who is smart in the field of learning, but stupid in the world of romance. Because if it is not stupid, it is impossible to continue to be treated unfairly by Kafka.

"Yashinta, asked Deril!" the screams of one of the students who had just entered the class made Yashinta speechless.

"Well?" Ranti asked.

"No idea,"

Ranti looks at Yashinta, as if asking the girl what she needs for her.

"Kemaren Deril nawarin Yas entered the theater," the girl answered her best friend's telepathic questions.

"Loe wants to?"

"Loe pinter so much Yas, I swear. Clever!" his insinuation is not out of thought because Yashinta just want to obey what Kafka said.

"I mean Ranti?"

"Udah sono to Deril, he's waiting for loe, for sure." kicked him out, it's useless to give clarity to Yashinta, the girl will definitely not understand. Even if he understood, he would still obey Kafka.

"Yaudah, Yas was there first."

Only Yas will move, Deril actually first entered his class, making Yashinta just stand in his place.

Ranti smiled as she leaned on the shoulder of the girl who had returned to sitting.

"Why Deril?"

"My offer came, how? Do you have a decision?" the question, according to what Yashinta expected if Deril's arrival was to ask about it.

"It can't be, Deril. Sorry yeah."

"Why?" wonder Deril. Though he thought that Yashinta would be tempted by his offer.

"It's not the same as Kafka."

"Ehhh,"

Yashinta turned to Ranti, the girl was just indifferent after snatching without excuse.

"Jas can't do it anyway, sorry well." regretted Yashinta without heeding the words of Ranti just now.

Deril remained silent for a while, then just nodded. After all, the decision was in Yashinta's hands, and he could do nothing, let alone force.

"Yaudah, I don't mean it. Then I went back to class, Dad!"

Yashinta nodded, letting Deril pass from her class, but Yashinta's gaze was fixed on someone standing in the doorway.

Kafka's.

"Loe didn't forget, today we have a basketball match with Alley Youth?" sean asked as he passed Kafka in the corridor to their classroom.

Alley Youth is the name for the young men who formed a basketball team located close to the alley of Firgo High School. The young men were made up of other schoolchildren, as well as some children who did live in the area.

Alley Youth often invites Firgo High School basketball children to compete with them peacefully.

"Gue inget,"

"From school we're straight there,"

"Okay, if I go to Yashinta's class first." Kafka sped up his pace, leaving Sean who was then just silently staring at Kafka's departure.

Kafka deliberately wants to go to Yashinta's class, to tell the girl if she can't drive home after school.

"Who are you?" ask one of the students as Kafka stands in front of the door of class 12 IPA 1, Yashinta class.

"Yaskins."

"Yashinta talks to Deril again,"

Kafka was seen frowning when he heard it, the student who was about to leave the class then passed. Kafka put his foot into the class.

He just stood in the doorway, looking at Deril who had finished chatting with his girlfriend. Deril steps closer, Kafka knows there are doubts when Deril crosses paths with him, but Kafka does not care, he will not beat Deril. He just stepped towards Yashinta's table, past Deril who was standing before him earlier.

Yashinta who saw the creepy look from Kafka's eyes just clenched her hands. He was afraid that the young man would scold him for knowing he was still talking to Deril, but Kafka had banned him yesterday.

Ranti seems ordinary, she will only act if Kafka hurts Yashinta.

"Kafka" Yashinta said as Kafka stood next to his desk.

"So Deril is just a nanyain exckul doang kok, Yas said Yas can not follow the excursion" he explained before Kafka even asked.

"That's all. I can't believe Tanya to Ranti."

"I'll have a basketball match, later,"

Slowly Yashinta lifted his face, looking at Kafka who did not discuss the matter of Deril at all.

"Gue can't bring you home" he continued.

Yashinta breathed a sigh of relief, she was spared from Kafka's rampage, she thought.

"Jas follow Kafka, how?"

"Jas would like to see Kafka standing," he said as he recalled what Kafka had said.

"No need, just go back. Ask to be picked up by driver Loe."

"But Yas wanted to see Kafka. Yas promised not to bother,"

"Well, Kafka. Yas wants to come!" the girl whined like a child. Kafka just kept quiet, however Yashinta knew, Kafka must be thinking about profit and loss if he asked her.

"Well, Kafka. Please," he asked again with a clear look, hoping that Kafka would be willing to invite him.

"Yaudah, you'll have to wait here for school. I'll pick it up" he said, which made Yashinta smile.

"Thank you, yeah, Kafka. Yas promised, don't bother Kafka,"

Kafka nodded, then excuse me to pass from the Yashinta class. Yashinta just looked at her with a bigger smile. Ranti beside him grinned uncharacteristically, he was uncomfortable seeing Yashinta's expression.

"Cinting!"

TB