A Five Step Match
28. Maya, High School Friend

"Eh, girl? Whose girl?" tanya Yoga is confused by Dinda's words.

"Sexy girls who have a straight body like a ruler. I know who that girl is! The elo that he pinched while haha hihi!" dinda was angry.

Yoga tried to remember him, then he understood the purpose of Dinda's goal. "Oh, Maya? That's our High School. Don't you know him?" tanya Yoga sat down beside Dinda.

"Maya who? Which High School?" ask Dinda. He felt confused and did not know who Maya was, but still the treatment of Yoga to women was too excessive according to him.

"Hiss, the disease forgot to relapse again huh? Maya, a girl who used to be good at badminton," said Yoga trying to remind Dinda.

"No idea, I forgot! No matter, I'm angry! Elo aja with other girls, but elo who said himself if we can not—"

Yoga smothered Dinda's mouth, glancing towards the door. It could be that they were being watched or it could be that Irma could hear her daughter's words.

"Shhhttt, what are you saying heh? Don't talk about it. Someone will be sad!” serami Yoga.

Dinda let go of Yoga's hand and looked at him in annoyance. “Nothing if there is a dread, the end of elo he said we can not deket each other, tuh elo himself like that!” dinda sebal.

“Yes, Din. He lived the time, did I cuekin? Anyway yes, he just moved to our campus, just happened to see me in the parking lot,” explained Yoga.

“Alesan! Heh, did you not know that the Maya used to put their hearts together? That gatel chick doesn't have to be as fast as him!” dinda.

Yoga glanced at Dinda and smiled knot. It's funny he thinks he saw Dinda like that.

“Why lo?” dinda asked more and more upset because he was angry even mesam mesem only.

“Nothing. How can you be jealous, ha?”

Dinda who was willing to speak clenched her mouth and glared sharply at Yoga.

“Ngak. I may not be jealous. Elo himself told me that we can't get another one for three months! Elo also remembers that, right?” dinda.

“Remember.”

“Continue? Elo want our relationship to be found out with others?”

“Yes, no. But, if indeed they know nothing too.” Yoga grimaced revealing his neat-looking teeth. Dinda became upset with the words of her best friend. No one should know about their current relationship, because Dinda is not ready at all.

“Elo does not want others to know? Is it because of that Galih?” kata Yoga's.

“Ngak. I don't want to go on because of this anymore. They know we are legitimate. Lagian elo also why the hell kind of ngarep our relationship people on tau. Kan elo also—“

“Yoga! Mama Puspa came looking for you!” yelled Mama Irma who was downstairs.

Dinda wanted to ask, but Irma's call once again made Yoga go from there.

“Go home later, or want to be here is also okay. Once at home here,” said Yoga then leave without closing the door of his room.

“Ish, whatever. Just go there doang!” mummified Dinda.

*

“Ish, whatever. Just go there doang!” muttered Dinda while continuing to lie on her bed. Dinda watched the film until she fell asleep on her own.

*

“Din, hey. Build.”

Dinda opened her eyes, looking as if someone had shaken her shoulders a few times. “Hey, wake. Last night, elo had not had dinner.”

“Eh, Ga? Why elo here?” dinda asked confused, lazy once she woke up, but still she sat down while yawning widely.

“Ngot forgot, but tumben aja elo here. Why do you want to do it too? Elo instead of sleeping in the house next door,” muttered Dinda.

“Once can you dong nginep at home in-laws? Get up here, eat first. Elo built from earlier was not wake-up. Kebo is my wife. If there is an earthquake I do not know how.”

“Ish, I'm tired, sleepy heavy. I don't want to eat, Ga. Tomorrow, want to diet,” said Dinda then planned to lie down again, but before her head touched the pillow, Yoga had already pulled Dinda's hand and told her to sit down and have dinner.

“Eh, don't sleep again, eat first just sleep, I don't want yes stomach elo kumat again because elo not dinner. Here I bribe, open his mouth.”

Yoga brought the spoon closer with the rice and vegetable stuffing to the front of Dinda's mouth and then chewed it lazily.

“Ga,” call Dinda.

“Hem?”

“After we split later, elo want to deketin gebetan elo again? Si Tiara?” ask Dinda.

“Nknow. Maybe aja. Elo?” Yoga asked back.

“Ngak know too, maybe I want to continue the level of S2 anyway in Surabaya. Can not be like dating but later we are LDR-an,” said Dinda.

“Owh.”

“Elo why not know? Do you like Tiara anymore?”

“Not that, but for now I want to focus first on the health of Mama first. I think the hell for dating do not know also.”

One plate of rice had finished Dinda's meal, Yoga gave the drink to Dinda.

“Alhamdulillah, satiate me. Elo tuh very good yes, if you have a wife very lucky he has a husband understanding kayak elo.” Dinda patted Yoga on the shoulder twice.

“He will be very lucky. And now you're lucky to have a husband like me.” Yoga gave a small smile, then brought the plate and tray to the kitchen.

Dinda went back to watching Drakor, Yoga has not yet returned to the room. Feeling something is lacking, Dinda looking for snacks that are usually in the nightstand drawer next to her bed.

“Eh, no snacks. If you don't watch it while it's still less."

Dinda got out of bed and headed to the kitchen. Yoga is sitting and eating voraciously while watching a war-themed movie.

“Loh, Ga. Elo haven't eaten what's eating again?” tanya Dinda marveled past her husband in search of food.

From the viewing room, Irma and Wildan looked at the princess and heard the question.

“Dinda, who is polite to your husband! Yoga is not eating, Din. He was waiting for you to come down, but you didn't come down. Ask to eat first do not want, instead bring food to the top,” exclaimed Mama Irma who made Dinda become unwell, while Yoga just smiled seemed not to mind it, it did not mind, he continued eating while watching the movie.

Dinda was not happy to hear the explanation from her mother. Finally, she decided to sit down with Yoga.

“Kok even elo who has not eaten?”

“Nnothing, I was not too hungry yet kok.”

Yoga stayed in Dinda's room tonight, they slept in the same bed because in that room there was no sofa like in her room. Not to forget the bolster pillow that became the separator between the two of them.

Dinda had fallen asleep since then, so tired and still in sleepy mode, she no longer cared who was beside her. After all, just Yoga.

Yoga is still busy with its activities on hp. He glanced at Dinda sleeping, her position like a kindergarten. Both hands above and next to his feet were bent, the blanket only covered a little of his body.

Yoga shook his head, took the blanket and covered Dinda's body to the chest.