You, Me And Our Memories

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"Come, let me drive you to the door" The young man got off his bike and parked on the side of the road.

"Don't bother, brother, I can" Diya objected to the young man's offer.

"Come on, I'm not good with your mom and dad. All right, I want to apologize to them for making a child like this" Ferdi insisted. Finally Diya was devastated and wanted to be delivered to his doorstep. Diya had not had time to say a word, the young man had already said his greetings.

"What's up?" Out of the middle aged lung woman was a little astonished at the presence of the young man in her house.

"Diya, what's wrong?" Ask her if she sees her favorite daughter next to the young man.

"Sorry buk, I was at school accidentally hurt my mother's son" Ms Marni was shocked.

"Wounds? What wounds? Severe Diya? You're okay, right?" Her question was anxiously examining her son from hair to toe.

"It's okay to buk, just scratched on the knee really" replied the girl to relieve her mother's heart.

"Thank God....Kirain's wounds are severe. How to wear it in between everything"

"Sir Ferdi buk, maksa want to ngantarin. Diya also did not want to be afraid of anxious mother. The wound is not so bad either. But yeah....Already done" Diya sat on the porch of his house.

"Why didn't you say that earlier? I'm not feeling well" Ferdi scratched his non-itchy head.

"Ah......It's okay, son, don't think about Diya's talk. I'm glad you're taking her home and taking responsibility like this. Rarely do you, a child now the same age as you want to do commendable things like this"

"Gee...I'm so floating because mom has praised me" Canda Ferdi. They both laughed. So quickly they're familiar, "Well...Hopefully it will continue" Diya thought.

"Oh yes, I'm sorry to go home first"

"Loe...How come you're in no hurry?"

"Walaikumsalam" answered both the mother and the child. After the young man was no longer seen, Diya went inside. Just got up from his seat, though,

"The boy looks good, Diy" asked Marni to make the girl sit down again in her chair,

"Have you known Diya?" Ask Marnie again.

"Newly buk" replied Diya indifferently.

"Mom likes her attitude. Besides being handsome, responsible again. Hopefully you'll be familiar"

"Akrabic? Familiar how buk" Diya frowned not understanding.

"Yes familiar...Soan" Tempta bu Marni smiled.

"Loe...I can think like that anyway"

"What's wrong, right? It seems like the mother's child is now already big, will definitely experience things like that. But remember..." Miss Marni pokes her son's nose.

"Love may, but the lesson must be at the united number" Marni explained to Diya.

"Mothers...I just knew her already said dating" Diya pouted. Miss Marni smiled to see her daughter so.

"Lo why are you pouting so much anyway. Parents say yes first, if angry means yes. Come ngaku...You like him the same...Come on..." Goda bu Marni's.

Diya got up from her seat her face turned red.