You, Me And Our Memories

Lousy

"She apologized and took Diya home. Is that not enough? And now he's coming to see Diya. Is that to be upset?" Siti was silent to Marni's explanation.

"Yes too" he thought.

"There are young people today who are willing to admit their mistakes. I'm handsome, rich again" Siti breathed a long sigh. Miss Marni stops her work she smiles seeing Siti daydreaming.

"Lo, how come you're so dumb" The middle-aged woman scolded, made the old maid gasp in shock, then nodded shyly.

"Why? You don't like it when Diya has friends?" Marni asked, so it's not good.

"Eh...Really like. I'm even happy, brother"

"Why are you so dumb?"

"Just thinking about my fate, brother. Am I a spinster forever?" Sad talk.

"There is no soul mate yet. Patience" Habur ma Marni continued her work and also concerned about her maid.

"Everything, if anyone proposes, don't choose much. You're the one who lost, right?" Siti was pouting.

"How not to choose, who came to propose aki-aki mulu anyway. Where is the level" he replied.

"But if that comes like Diya's friend, I want to. Agree even" Miss Marni smiled.

"your taste is high too"

"Loe...Da...Still a virgin" she said she'd sneak away to the dishwasher. Ms. Marni shook her head while smiling.

"Hopefully you can quickly mate Siti" he said in his heart and continued his work that had been neglected.

*****

A few moments Ferdi stumbled in front of that door. He hesitated to knock on the door. There was a strange feeling suddenly coming sneaking around in the depths of his heart. There was a thump, a subtle vibration that he really did not understand. The young man took a deep breath and then exhaled strongly as if he wanted to calm his troubled heart. Again the young man lurked from the window. Who knows if someone passed by or saw him there. But silent...Silent...

"Is Diya really there?" Thought it.

"Has Diya slept? Duh..." The macho guy scratches his head that doesn't itch.

"Ah...Just try. Who knows Diya hasn't slept" he said in his heart.

"assalamuakaikum" no sahutan. The young man said his greetings back.

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"Sounds that someone is greeting you. Who yeah?" Thought in the heart. Diya exited her room towards the guest room where the voice was heard again.

"Eh...Brother Ferdi" Welcome him if you know who's coming. The young man smiled.

"Sorry interfering. May in?"

"Yes...Da.....Please" Diya replied so wrong.

"Why else would this guy come here? " Think.

"Sit down" he said, sitting face to face in the living room. Quiet, quiet...

Ferdi did not know where to start talking from so that the situation was not tense like this.

"Boy sixteen" he said, the feeling came up again.

Ferdi looked around the room to look for materials in order to start the conversation so that he felt a little calm.

"Where's your wound?" He said break the silence. Diya was a little surprised.

"Udak is a little quiet" he replied.

Quiet again...Silent again....

"So quiet huh?" Ask her again.

"Yes...I'm alone. Siti's sister's mother is inwarung" replied Diya deg-degan.

"duh....Why is my chest pounding?" Thought in the heart.

"Ouch...What is this feeling?" Thought again.

"That's your sister?"

"Sir, neighbor. He's here to petrify mom in the stall"

"You, why don't you help your mother?"